The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

"You know me?" Without any doubt, Bai Lin can be 100% sure.

And Qin Tan's smiling face, seemingly friendly, actually hides a knife behind his back, the coldness in his eyes is breathless.

"Of course, is there anyone who doesn't recognize the famous Song Zuoshi of the Demon Cult?"

Now that he was seen through, Qin Tan didn't bother to pretend anymore, and took off the jade pendant around his waist to play with.

Every time his fingers brushed the surface of the jade pendant, Bai Lin would shudder, as if what he was playing with was not a simple jade pendant, but a human life.

"And I also know that Song Zuo made you - lose your memory."

The battle on the stage seemed to set off a wave of climax, and many people who were trying to make trouble shouted frantically, completely submerging the conversation between the two in the boiling.

Bai Lin looked around, but he didn't see Mo Junyue's figure.

"You don't need to look for it," Qin Qin's sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce people's souls. "According to the earlier practice, the person who enters the decisive battle will appear at the end and stay in a special place. It's still early."

"What are you trying to say? If you won't tell me more, please leave, I'm not a very chatty person."

Isn't it just pretending to be mysterious, as if no one knows how to do it, but inexplicably, Bai Lin's curiosity came up like this.

"Brother Song will get it wrong, I'm just here to tell you...the things you want to know."

"Oh? Tell me."

Bai Lin's eyes froze, he closed his fan and sat up straight.

"Although I don't know what's going on with you now, I know that your name is Song Bai, you are Song Zuo envoy of the Demon Cult, and also the best friend of the leader Mo Junyue."

Qin Qin's tone was slow and gentle, slowly opening the prelude to a battle three years ago. In that battle, the devil's religion and the decent were the protagonists.

"Actually, although the Devil's Cult is called the Devil's Cult, it is not killing, wounding, or looting like the world has said. The earliest things the Devil's Cult did were just buying and selling information. Of course, most of these information are related to well-known decent families, and they are dedicated to exposing the true colors of their hypocrites. , so some people in the decent sect hate and poison the Demon Cult."

"That's their own fault too. If they behaved properly, why should they blame the Demon Sect." Bai Lin was indignant.

"Otherwise, how can you be called a hypocrite?" Qin Tan smiled, "You know, even the most upright and upright people still have villains, so they contacted these people and poured dirty water on the Demon Cult. Under the banner of crusade against the Demon Sect and restore the peace of the world, attack the Demon Sect on a large scale."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"The Devil's Cult was hit hard, and many people died, and most of them were Mo Junyue's cronies, including you. As far as I know, Song Bai Song, the Zuo Envoy, was forced to jump to protect Mo Junyue, the leader of the Devil's Cult. Ya committed suicide, and since then Mo Junyue's temperament has changed drastically, and she doesn't believe in anyone except those from the Demon Sect."

"He once again enlisted many people to work for him, but all decent people were hunted down by him. If the earliest Mo Junyue still kept kindness, he just couldn't understand some hypocrites. After that, he was almost Hate has poisoned all the decent families, and they are irreconcilable."

It seems that the clear sky suddenly appeared in the mist, clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, illuminating the road ahead.

No wonder Mo Junyue was so weird, what he said was different from what he thought in his heart, the information he just updated said that he suffered from emotional expression disorder, in short, he had blocked his emotions.