Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Yun Si, Yun Si, you have been so smart all your life, how come you are so blinded by this so-called love?"

"He is a god, the most hypocritical, ruthless, and indifferent god in the temple."

"We all know what kind of god he is, why can't you understand?"

The Demon Emperor waved his hand, and the magic mirror immediately tumbled and appeared surrounded by black mist.

Floating in mid-air and appearing in the sight of the flower demon on the other side, he smiled arrogantly, extremely sarcastically.

"Do you know how he treats despicable monsters and demons like us?"

"Yun Si, Yun Si, he has never taken us seriously. In his heart, we are the lowest and despicable existences, and can be killed at will. Do you know all this?"

The image of the magic mirror slowly unfolds.

The beauty flower sitting on the dead man's bone chair narrowed her beautiful and charming eyes and looked at it intently.

The blood in the sky soaked all the land.

Flesh and blood spattered and landed on the bright white and tender peach blossoms, as if they were also contaminated by the temperature of the blood, steaming up.

The shrill screams came one after another.

The corpses were all over the ground, like ants, turning into ashes and becoming fertilizer for the peach tree.

The peach leaves are dense and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Life here is strong and full of aura.

The peach tree frantically absorbed the demon's nutrients, draining the dying demon crazily.

How many domineering monsters here are like squirming insects, holding on to their last breath and trying to crawl away.

But...I can't crawl away at all.

There are peach trees everywhere, and sharp peach leaves everywhere.

The peach leaves were cut raw on the face and body, as if the last layer of their life force had been cut, and the demonic power was constantly leaking out.

It continuously flows out and flows under the peach blossom tree, becoming the peach blossom tree’s favorite fertilizer.

Cry, beg, kneel down and beg for mercy

The humble demon cried bitterly and begged for his life.

His humble posture is as pitiful as a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.

However, in the blood-red sky, that beautiful snow-white figure stood there, just looking at everything with a gentle smile and saying nothing.

Even those warm white fingers didn't move.

The unparalleled beauty, with every move of her hands and feet, is filled with countless beauty and warmth.

Even though there was blood all over the ground and splattered on the peach trees.

There was no other despicable color on his body.

Nothing can stain his pure whiteness. He is a high-altitude god, the purest and flawless lotus on the top of the mountain.

Just smiling gently, watching the bits and pieces of bones disappearing under the absorption of the peach tree, he seemed to sigh with a bit of compassion.

Sighing, these poor lives.

The picture continues, spreading continuously.

If you look closely, you will find that this peach forest has no longer the peaceful color it once had over the years.

The soil, tree trunks, branches and leaves, petals... everything is bright red.

Crying, shrill, and humble as a dog.

These all dye the peach forest red, so brightly red that there is no trace of impurities.

The sun shines brightly on this red peach forest, and its warm and bright colors cannot change this place even a little bit.

When the golden sunshine fell on the red to black land, it seemed to turn into a cold and biting red.

Mixed with endless pitiful lives, they disappeared in mid-air and disappeared into ashes.

And that snow-white figure seemed to be admiring some beautiful scenery, smiling and looking at it gently.

He murmured: "It's so beautiful."