Therefore, this Lin Fang Immortal Venerable inexplicably handed the knife in front of me, and I was also very surprised. I thought about it carefully, I really didn't offend such a person, and she targeted me for no reason, which really made me helpless.

This is probably the sorrow of the fallen demons in the past.

Once you make a mistake, you have been a wicked person once. No matter what bad things are, whether they have anything to do with you or not, whether you have done it or not, then this hat will be buckled on your head for no reason, so that you can't escape if you want to.

When Sister White Fox told me such a truth, she originally wanted me to be good and not evil, but she probably didn't expect that I really understood this truth after I had done some evil.

I could feel the gazes of the sanctimonious immortals pointing at me, even though I had turned into a cute little tiger.

But they probably didn't find me lovely, and for them I was lovely if it didn't interfere with their interests, and if I got in their way, they would point at me and poke me in the backbone and say:

Look, this is the big devil who kills people without blinking, has a thirst for murder, and is heinous.

But it's also true that I killed someone, and I can't argue with it, and I don't want to argue with it.

The other people's eyes on me did not make me feel uncomfortable at all, but added to my sleepiness, making me suddenly want to sleep.

There were only two lines of sight, which made me suddenly feel excited, and I woke up most of the time from sleep.

One was from the mortal who was holding me, and he looked at me with a smile, and there was always a bit of color in his eyes that I couldn't quite understand, as if he had suddenly fallen into a fog, and he was in the clouds.

I've always felt that this mortal had bad intentions toward me. Since he didn't plan to cook me to eat, then he "committed crimes against the wind" for three years, and it was clear that he had a purpose in rescuing me from heavenly punishment in front of so many jealous and hateful immortals.

Sister White Fox said that no one would be nice to a person for no reason. Many people who are kind to you on the surface may be thinking about how to stab you behind their backs. Even if he doesn't stab you, it's still greedy for your power, money, status, or whatever, or the value you still have for him.

I guess that I have no power, no power and no money, so mortals saved me, mostly because of the value of what I used him, and looking at the light in his eyes always made me unaware.

And this other line of sight came from the supreme immortal alliance who was high above.

He seems to be old and kind, but only I can feel the deterrence and oppression in it, so that you easily dare not resist, as if even if he is killed in public, you dare not raise your head to confront him.

You can only obey him.

This is probably the reason why he is alone and does not have any other forces to rely on behind him, but he can dominate the immortal world and make the hundred families of the immortal sect bow down.

"Gui Li, what do you think?" The Immortal Alliance Lord directly threw the topic to mortals, and for a while, all the eyes in the main hall were fixed on mortals and me.

The atmosphere returned to dignified condensation, only a little more tense than before.

Mortals seem to be very calm, no matter how the world turns over the rivers and seas, he is as free as Mount Tai, immovable.

He looked at me with a smile in his eyes, as if he were looking at my jokes.

I understood in seconds.

After all, he is a person from the fairy world, and he will definitely not offend the public again for a little demon like me. Three years ago, he saved me because of compassion, which has made me very grateful, and he has taken care of my food, drink and sleep for three years, although he always let me memorize the scriptures that I can't read, and listen to the piano that I fell asleep with, but the heart of care for me can be felt.

I'm not unreasonable, so today, even if he wants to hand me over, I admit it.

I don't blame him.

He stood up elegantly with me in his arms, and I estimated that he was going to hand me over, but in the next moment, I heard his voice as calm as Jiang Yueqing's voice said casually: "I see, it's not how." ”