After going through all kinds of things, my grandpa never dared to let me leave the place where he could sense me. I didn’t have a grandma, so he killed and expelled all his side rooms, protecting me and taking care of me wholeheartedly, and I also tried my best. Cultivation, in order to become a successor, in order to take revenge, I kept climbing up step by step. Jing Xiaoman's delicate hands just held on to my clothes, as if I was the only one who was safe, as if I was her grandpa's arms. .
I even remember that in the first battle, I was still trembling, but the happy feeling after killing my opponent was like the flames of revenge burning, right? Jing Xiaoman said excitedly.
Didn't you kill those beasts? I sighed, Jing Xiaoman has undoubtedly experienced countless things, and her unruliness was not formed in a day or two, because except for his grandfather, she does not trust anyone, so she treats anyone It will not be good, and she will even beat or scold her at every turn, or even alienate her. It is almost impossible to enter her circle, and since she is not a person in her circle, of course she will not be polite and will hold eternal hostility.
I started from the weakest, one by one, step by step, or tortured and killed them outside or in the Molten Demon Realm. I cut off their limbs and tortured them again and again, just like they tortured me back then. Sister is like that, you said sister is so good to me, how could I let them go? I want to make them scared and frightened. Jing Xiaoman said coldly.
I didn't say anything. Even if these beasts were replaced by me, I wouldn't have the slightest mercy, so I continued to listen to her.
Grandpa gave me all the resources he could get, all the things he could use, just to let me take revenge and let me kill. So when I advanced to the first-level Taoist body last year and stood in front of the third prince, he was afraid. He was scared, because he sent countless assassins, but he didn't kill me. In the end, I was like a trapped animal, forcing me to the edge of the cliff. Jing Xiaoman left my chest, his eyes were piercing with revenge, It's the thrill of revenge.
I smiled faintly and reached out to wipe the tears on her cheeks, trying to give her a touch of human warmth when she lost her humanity.
When Jing Xiaoman sensed my body temperature, he couldn't help but turned his head away. The faint and fierce light in his eyes was still flashing with terror: "Grandpa tried his best to contain the queen's mother-in-law, but I absolutely can't." will be defeated in this life and death struggle
Kill him for me, in front of the Demon Lord, in front of the queen, without any thought, just like I killed those beasts before, I still remember that all the gods watching the battle outside the Molten Demon Realm couldn't say a word, The whole scene was eerily quiet, and I still remember the shocked and angry face of the queen who threatened to kill me if I dared to do the same cruel thing as the last time. I held her third prince and stood there. On the other side of the boundary wall, he killed her son with one sword after another, just like killing an animal.
The Demon Lord didn't punish you. I took a deep breath in my heart. Jing Xiaoman's courage is really too great, and his heart is as solid as a rock.
Haha. Daddy smiled, very happily. He likes to watch his children fight. As long as it is not against him, as long as it is not disobedient to him, he is happy to see the results. Jing Xiaoman sneered, that smile was like someone crawling out of hell. , bone-chillingly cold.
I have mixed feelings. This demon king seems to be a pervert. He actually smiles when he sees his son cutting his daughter into pieces.
What caught the queen off guard was that after the duel, my father met me in person and praised me as a good boy. He also gave me a world and a lot of rewards. He also said that he liked watching me.
He was so excited about killing people in the Molten Demon Realm. He liked it when I tortured his children, and told all the officials that he just wanted to see me die in the Molten Demon Realm instead of outside. Jing Xiaoman's mouth twitched, and his eyes
The excitement and enthusiasm for revenge shocked me.
You and I have been saying "you" for a long time, but I don't know how to continue. This father and daughter are simply too crazy. The Demon Lord actually likes to watch his sons struggling on the verge of death and killing his own daughter.
How sick
After receiving the Demon Lord's promise, how could other ministers dare to let Jing Xiaoman die outside? So there was no other way except killing her in the Molten Demon Realm.
Jing Xiaoman kept silent and killed the third prince in a shocking move. When the other heirs reacted, they had no way to deal with it. They could only challenge her honestly, and only in the duel between the successors could they be successful.
Opportunity to start
Then many of my father’s children challenged me again. They tried all their tricks and methods, but how could they defeat me, whom King Lingyue had trained with all the strength of my family? I would either cut them into pieces, or kill them alive.
There were men and women soaked in the molten fire, but so what, I killed them all so that they no longer dared to challenge me. Every time I played, my father would be there and they would laugh inexplicably. I felt that finally someone
He appreciates me, he is still my father, so for his smile, I become more and more crazy because I know that if I don’t use all kinds of methods to kill his son, his favor for me will also end.
Tu Ming, don't worry, my father is caring for me now. The most exciting time for me was the decisive battle between me and the eldest prince during the New Year last year. Jing Xiaoman recalled it.
My face changed slightly. The reason why Jing Xiaoman lived was the Demon Lord's divine favor, but vaguely, she also began to feel that her divine favor was disappearing, because the pleasure given to her by killing the Demon Lord's son would eventually follow her one day.
If there is nothing to kill, or if it is watered down by old tricks, then the Demon Lord will no longer like this.
After the plot reaches a certain level, how can the next one be a little dull and move people's hearts again?
This was what Jing Xiaoman was most worried about, so she killed the eldest prince, and when she reached the highest peak, she was vaguely aware and sensitive enough to confirm her thoughts, so she, who had never failed after the first battle, went on a mission to the ghosts and gods.
The queen of the world no longer wants to go back. She knows that after going back, the rest will still kill and kill, and they will continue to seek the favor of the Demon Lord. However, the position of the Demon Lord is still far away, and she doesn’t know when she will be killed.
People always get tired sometimes, especially when she killed the eldest prince and avenged herself, she also lost the target of revenge. From now on, can she still be able to kill other opponents?
She is still a child and has no motivation. How can she continue over and over again? Even if she has a heart of stone, can her ferociousness without hatred attract the Demon Lord? The answer is no, so she dare not go back.
There is not much interest in the Demon Lord's position. The position she is standing at now is the peak.
Without hatred as a driving force and without a survival instinct, she may not be able to defeat the same opponent again. But now I see her, she is scared, trembling in my arms like a little girl,
She is so scared and has no support point. I am afraid that she will be easily defeated by her peers. At that time, others will definitely use the same methods she used to kill her.
I can't imagine a young and charming Jing Xiaoman being torn into pieces in front of everyone. That would be too cruel.
I delayed the eldest prince, and pieces of his flesh fell down piece by piece, like the petals of a flower. After being contaminated by the molten fire, they burned completely. Daddy was so happy that even the saliva in his mouth flowed out unconsciously.
Looking down, those fanatical eyes seemed to be lifeless, but they were focused on his son. Jing Xiaoman's smile was pale and indifferent. I knew that it was the tranquility after the storm. I'm afraid the wind would never blow again.
, because her hatred had already left with the storm.
Next I asked calmly.
I begged my father to withdraw as my successor. Jing Xiaoman's dull smile turned into a bitter smile.
