Treat the enemy as ferociously as a storm, and treat your own people as gently as spring breeze and rain. The disparity in treatment is really very different. makes people really envious of those who are fortunate enough to be regarded as their own people.

It's just that for the little prince of Beitian, who is not taboo for all beauties, it makes people some, huh...... The mind is delicate and complex.

The girls who have been treated with roses are also quite resentful, why do even men have to compete with them for beauty.

The Western Continent, inside the Temple of Light.

The saint was so controlled by Fenghua, with a completely unconcealed resentment in her eyes, and her murderous appearance was seen by people who didn't know, and it was estimated that she could be abandoned by Fenghua from the beginning to the end.

For such a resentful look, Fenghua is right to think that she is envious and jealous of herself. Holding the long whip of roses made of seeds in his hand, he deliberately made the thorns on the whip longer and pierced into the flesh.

Everywhere he passed, the people who came and went were whipped away by Fenghua. Under the superposition of the power of a dragon, it is invincible. It's just that after she almost circled the entire Temple of Light, she didn't find the location of the blood sacrifice.

The matter of blood sacrifice, in the Temple of Light, is not allowed to be seen by outsiders. Therefore, every blood sacrifice has to bring everyone together for another thing, and this year, it is the birthday of the Holy Maiden.

The reason why Fenghua was able to shade those people of the Temple of Light so easily before was because the power of the entire Temple of Light was all gathered in the Land of Blood Sacrifice.

Outside, it's just decoration.

But the easier the battle outside, the emptier the Temple of Light looks, the more power the Blood Sacrifice has gathered.

No matter how much it is, it has the power to fight.

But the crux of the matter now was that she couldn't find the location of the blood sacrifice.

Scratching her head abruptly, did she ignore something.

"Giggle...... was dragged away, but the saint suddenly laughed.

"Is there something wrong?" The footsteps stopped, Fenghua turned around, and winked at the saint who seemed to be crazy.

"The Temple of Light is far from as simple as you see, even if you are as quick as you are now. You, it's impossible, you, you're dead! Looking at Fenghua, the voice of the holy woman was full of resentment. There was a flash of smugness in his eyes, as if he was waiting, and Fenghua asked in great horror.

"Only when envy and jealousy reach the extreme, will you hate. Xiao Wang, it's really good. Ay! ~"Hearing this, the little mood that was originally a little depressed was instantly pleasant. With a smug face, coupled with narcissism, Fenghua was satisfied, and at the same time, there was a strong sense of superiority exuded from his body!

"......" what a reaction!

What kind of reaction is this, what the hell is this reaction!!

Why do some people start narcissism when they find out that they are hated by others, instead of asking why, but almost instinctively, reflexively!!

The saint's expression that has always been high above is completely broken this time.

How did she meet such a person!

Obviously, you hate her, hate her, harm her, and want to kill her. But as a result, she, she, she doesn't care what you want.

What words, hearing in people's ears, the right to be when you are praising her!

This damn grace, what kind of person is she?

Even if it's narcissistic, there must be a limit.