The sky and the earth are dark, and the sky is sparse.

In the dim light, the faces of those standing at the door of the temple were a little unreal.

At first glance, I only saw a group of dark shadows.

Quiet and dreary.

No one knew what they were thinking.

They just stood there, standing silently in the dark, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

"Is that really what he said?"

"Everything is a ...... brought by the High Priest"

It seemed as if someone was whispering, like a whisper of a ghost.

I don't know who made the sound, and no one answered the person, everyone was silently clubbed at the door, their faces stained with a haze, so dull that people's hearts were blocked.

Ji Zhuo didn't seem to hear it, after attacking the boy.

He once again focused on the barrier, almost numbly transmitting power to the barrier.

The words of the boy, the whisper of the door.

She has fallen on deaf ears.

This formation was like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring her power, imprisoning her here.

She seems to have done something wrong in the first place.

She shouldn't have allowed herself to be so passive.

But at the time, there was no other way.

She couldn't have watched more and more people die in front of her, and she had only that choice at the time.

Even, subconsciously choose this way.

There were some inexplicable acquaintances that prompted her to make such a decision, and she always felt ......

I'm repeating something.

Ji Zhuo didn't want to listen to the boy now.

But the young man's words still came to her ears clearly, gentle and cruel.

"Gods and demons are the same, gods and demons ...... in one thought"

"You are a person who has fallen into demons, you have killed countless evils with your hands, you have ruined the world, you have buried the lives of countless innocent people......"

"You're a demon......

The young man waved his hand, and a frame flashed in front of everyone's eyes, as if from a corner of hell.

The high priest dressed in a white robe with gold rimmed.

The sky cracked behind him, and the blood flowed like a river under his feet.

The silver light on her body turned into a black mist, and in an instant, she turned from a god-like person to a demon.

The people at the gate of the temple were horrified to find it.

They saw their bodies in the footage.

The high priest killed them......

"This is the picture of the future......"

"Once a demon, forever a demon."

The young man's voice is gentle, his eyebrows and eyes are as beautiful as a spring breeze, and when he smiles, he is like thousands of peach blossoms blooming.

As beautiful as it is, as cruel as it is.

He wore his favorite skin.

but did what pushed her into the abyss from which she could never recover.

"High Priest, you are not a god."

"You're a demon."

The frequency of Ji Zhuo's power to the enchantment was unstable for a moment, and the insects on the ground had crawled to her feet.

Suddenly the ground turned into black mist.

Little by little, it seeped into her body.

The holy silver light is dyed into a cloudy black mist.

The silver light merges with the black mist.

It was so harmonious.

A person who was originally like a god.

Instantly transformed into a rakshasa.

This scene is highly overlapping with the picture.

Originally, the people at the gate of the hall, listening to the young man's words, were still a little hesitant in their hearts, and at this moment, they suddenly showed horror.

"She's a demon—"

The red rain between her eyebrows.

Originally, her eyebrows were embellished with the appearance of a god.

It seems to be dyed with the scorching scorching beauty of peach blossoms.

And at this moment.

It's like blood.

Weird, ghostly.

The people at the gate of the temple were terrified and angry when they saw this.

"She's really been lying to us, she's not a god at all, she's protecting us on the surface, but in reality?!"

"She clearly wants to kill us!"

"She's going to kill us!"

Ugly people blocked the door.

They were in disarray, their expressions miserable, and their eyes that had looked like gods and salvation had turned into resentment.

Densely packed people.

Endless hatred is brewing.

Ji Zhuo looked at this scene, there was a moment of familiarity, and sadness, as if at this moment, as if she was on the edge of the abyss, her eyes were blank and she muttered.

"It's you who forced me ......"

The crowd was shocked, "She confessed!" ”

The young man walked leisurely back and forth between him and them, a smile on his lips, as if he was very satisfied with this scene.

"High Priest ......"

He looked at Ji Zhuo with a smile, "Now that it's over, do you stay and atone for your sins, or do you ......?"

"Come with me?"

Ji Zhuo has not yet responded.

When the people at the gate of the temple heard his words, they instantly became agitated and pointed at her angrily.

"You can't go!"

They stormed into the hall.

The oppressive people surrounded her.

They rightly said to her, "You devil, you have committed so many sins! ”

"You must stay and atone for your sins!"

"You claim to be a god, but you are a sinful demon, you are a hypocrisy!"

"Hehe......" He smiled scorchingly, the flowers between his eyebrows were as bewitching as blood, and his clothes were shrouded in a cloudy black mist, "When did I say that I am a god?" ”

"Obviously, it's ...... you said"

It's obviously them, and they have to put her on the throne.

She obviously likes an ordinary and stable life, obviously they are them, and they urgently need a blessing and a faith.

So I chose her.

She's just, she can't bear to refuse.

"You fart!"

Everyone refuted her, accused her, and scolded her.

"How can we think that the devil is a god, it is clear that you are shameless, and you have been pretending to be a god and deceiving us all along!"

"We have worshiped you for thousands of years......

"Feed it all to an adversary!"

"You must atone for what you have done!"

Expiation? Heh, what did she do wrong?

Ji Zhuo seemed to suddenly recall something.

The memory is extremely confusing.

She listened to what this thousand people pointed out, and for a moment, she only felt extremely lonely, she had never had such a moment of physical and mental exhaustion and no comfort.

The action of maintaining the enchantment in your hand.

But it was not shaken.

The young man came to her and smiled softly, "High Priest, what are you waiting for?" ”

"What's going to happen later......"

"Can't you guess?"

Ji Zhuo ignored him, but instead looked at the people around him, "I have always wanted to save you, and I have never thought of hurting you......"

"You yourself recall, in the past thousands of years, how have I ever been, sorry for your place?"

"Would you rather believe him?"

"Don't you want to believe me?"

When the boy heard her words, he was overjoyed.

"Hahaha, high priest, why are you still so simple, where do they believe me......"

"They're just satisfied, and I'm just giving them peace of mind and reason to use your blood."

"Look how satisfied they are!"

The boy smiled heartily and pointed to those who were slowly approaching her, their eyes were rightfully hateful, and there was no longer any struggle or hesitation.

"Of course they want to believe me."

"By believing what I say, they will not only be able to live, but they will not be condemned by their conscience, and they will not disregard human nature for their own selfish interests......"

"They just killed a demon!"

"What the right decision!"

Rarely smiled and leaned back and forth, almost laughing out of tears, and finally looked at Ji Zhuo and asked with a gentle smile.

"High Priest, don't you think?"

As if to confirm his words, a woman came behind her, stabbed a dagger into Ji Zhuo's body with a trembling hand, and said in a dumb voice.

"High priest, when the great calamity comes, you should do it, this is what you deserve......"

Why her? I thought.

At the same time as the pain came.

She seemed to smell the chili sauce.

Chili sauce from a dumpling shop.

It's really delicious......