บท 1251: Immortal Devil Transformation

Qin Wentian was sighing in his heart. But the devilish female smiled at the Blackstone Devil King, "I will listen to father's arrangement."

"Hahaha, fine fine. Wentian ah, this daughter of mine is extremely gentle and kind. Don't bully her alright?" The Blackstone Devil King laughed. Qin Wentian's face was filled with black lines. Gentle and kind…? Oh god.

Qin Wentian felt himself being played to the death in the palms of the devil lady. However, all experts in the vicinity shot gazes of envy over when they stared at him. This was especially so for the ex first general Xuan Ting, the sharp gaze he used to have slowly began to dim to a weak luster.