Bloodline contract: Mr. Nan, lightly hug

It's a pity that Ji Muyun had already pushed him away before he finished speaking.

Even though he knew that he was the Great Demon King, he had also learned from the memories in his mind that he had killed countless people.

But Ji Muyun feels that he has become a good friend with him after living with him for the past few days, and he can influence him.

Now I realize that I can't change anything.

The devil is still the devil...

Laughing at himself, Ji Muyun wrapped his coat tightly.

"Hehe, I'm not you. I still have a heart. I won't leave nothing to chance. If you're afraid, stay at home! You don't need to worry about this matter."

After speaking, he turned around and went out the door.

Nan Hanxi looked at the figure walking away downstairs in disbelief.

But soon, he narrowed his eyes and laughed.

"You! No matter how many lives you travel through, I'm afraid you won't be able to get rid of that nosy habit! It's right no matter what, isn't this what I love about you!"

The wind was howling outside, and Ji Muyun wrapped his clothes again.

He looked back, but there was no one there, and he felt a little bitter in his heart.

"Fool, what are you expecting? Is it possible that you are still thinking that the murderous devil can save other people's lives for you? Ji Muyun, you really overestimate yourself, and you are too self-sufficient!"

I remember that during the self-study in the afternoon, Ma Xiaoli said that she would go to the dance hall to rehearse the dance tonight.

So at this time, she should still be there.

For some reason, Ji Muyun always felt that something was about to happen.

Entering the school dance hall, gusts of wind blow over.

It was almost past nine o'clock, and there were not many people practicing here.

Even the few lights outside the hall were less than half lit.

Pushing open the two orange doors, Ji Muyun walked in and searched from room to room.

Most of the rooms are dark and empty.

Finally, a brightly lit room was found.

Presumably Ma Xiaoli should be here.

But the moment Ji Muyun pushed open the door, he was completely stunned by the situation in front of him.

Inside, a woman in blood-red clothes was stretching out her slender bloody hand, hanging Zhang Lin in the air.

At this time, Zhang Lin had already fainted...

"Ma Xiaoli, don't..."

Quickly rushing in, Ji Muyun shouted loudly.

Maybe she didn't expect that someone would come in at this point, so Ma Xiaoli turned her head slowly.

Her lovely cheeks during the day had long since disappeared, replaced by gaping mouths and empty eyes.

"Get out, this matter has nothing to do with you, if you say it again, I will kill you too, this is what they owe me, and they must repay it!"

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but increase the strength of her hands.

Ji Muyun clearly saw that Zhang Lin could no longer breathe and was about to die.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, he spoke again.

"Student Ma Xiaoli, they really shouldn't judge people by their appearance and insult you like that, but if you kill her today, what is the difference between you and them? You said that although they are beautiful, their hearts are filthy, don't you Is revenge just to become like them?"

Ma Xiaoli was completely stunned by these words.

Tears burst from the corners of her eyes.

He was right!

Although he looks ugly, he has never done a bad thing.

If I killed someone today, I am afraid that I will never be able to turn back in this life!

Hesitation made Ma Xiaoli let go of her hand, and Zhang Lin fell to the ground with a thump.

"But why? Why does everyone only care about the appearance, just this skin, but never care about my heart? Woooooo..."