So she went back to the dark forest and built a smaller wooden house next to the wooden house.

The wooden house was three meters away, and she could finally leave his protection.

The wooden house is in the forest. She doesn't want to leave her big white steamed bread.

When the man saw the opposite cabin for the first time, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He knew when she left.

He managed to leave the gloomy forest. He thought she wouldn't come back, but he didn't expect the kid to come back for some reason.

On the first day back, Tiange didn't receive steamed bread.

So she knocked on the door of the man in white, touched her stomach and her eyes were clear:

"Hungry."

The grievance of milk.

Man: "..."

……

In this way, another year later, Tiange woke up one morning, but the man suddenly disappeared.

She went crazy looking, but finally got nothing. After waiting in the cabin for a month, Tiange burned the cabin and left the shadow forest again.

Ten Years From Now.

In the three realms, there is a famous bloodthirsty devil in the three realms.

Li Qinian's first play began ten years later.

The 18-year-old Tiange was besieged by the immortal sect. Finally, he killed all the immortals present, including the elders and leaders of famous sects.

It was also that war, which lasted three days and three nights. The blood stained yellow earth was without light.

Three days later, Tiange became the only standing figure within a hundred miles. His feet were full of fallen bodies.

Become famous in World War I.

The moment Li Qinian looked at the camera, his eyes completely changed.

Looking at the countless people opposite, she looked down at her clean and white hands and said seriously:

"There are too many people. I don't want to do it. Go back."

"Witch! See so many of us, are you afraid at last? If you really know repentance, I'll give you a chance to judge yourself and thank the world!"

The leading immortal pointed his sword at her.

Tiange was confused: "I'm not a witch."

When I was a child, the demon people hated her. When I grew up, the demon people were afraid of her. From beginning to end, they had nothing to do with her.

"The evil spirit is soaring, and dare to say that you are not a witch?"

"What about demons and immortals."

Tiange doesn't understand why these people hate her demon clan identity so much.

"Devil, is evil, is a damn existence!"

Tiange flashed a tangle at the bottom of his eyes and tilted his head, as if he had encountered a peerless problem:

"But I don't like killing people."

Kill people, dirty, affect her to eat.

"You dare to argue. If you really don't repent, in that case, I don't have to be polite!"

A group of immortals began to do it directly.

Tiange doesn't like killing people, but she's never soft hearted in the face of hostile opponents.

More and more blood splashed on her jade like chin, and she gradually killed her red eyes.

The red dress is gorgeous, and thousands of green silk are flying in the wind. Her beautiful face has no temperature, and has completely become a killing machine.

The killing lasted three days and nights.

Three days later, Tiange stooped and looked at the empty field. His eyes were cold without temperature.

It seems that in her eyes, these 10000 human lives are no different from 10000 ants.

She covered the bleeding wound on her stomach, and the wound on her shoulder began to bleed again. It was not easy to cover her shoulder, and the wound on her waist cracked again.

Blood color and red clothes are one.