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My name is Qing Ran, I am the one chosen by Demon Lord.

When I was brought into the Devil Cloud Cave that day, I thought that I would die for sure. Who knew that Demon Lord didn't kill me? Not only that, he also made me the leader of the devil army.

I was just a lowly person chosen by His Royal Highness to be the leader of the Devil Soldiers. I didn't think that Demon Lord would give me the chance to become the leader of the Devil Soldiers.

I know that the mission she gave me wasn't simple, but I could do anything for her.

After helping her, I found out that she was misunderstood by many people. I wanted to help her explain, but she didn't let me speak.

Helpless, I had no choice but to swallow those words back into my stomach.

Under her orders, I lay dormant for many days. Finally, I helped her when she needed me.

Even though I know that everything she did was for Shaoqing.

The moment I saw Shaoqing, my anger swallowed my rationality. I told him everything I knew. I wanted to see him regret and feel sad.

He was indeed sad, but so what? Demon Lord would never come back.

It was just that I never thought that Demon Lord didn't even leave a corpse behind for him.

While feeling sad, I also felt very relieved. This was in line with Demon Lord's style of doing things.

It was laughable that he didn't admit that he had fallen in love with Demon Lord, but kept punishing himself after Demon Lord's death.

Solo duels with the Hundred Clans of Immortal Sect. He was clearly courting death. Unfortunately, the group of trash from Immortal Sect had besieged him, but he still won.

When I saw him get up from the hundred or so people with injuries, I was a little dazed.

When did he become so similar to Demon Lord?

Ever since then, he liked Red Shirt. He liked to go to Jade Clear Palace when he had nothing to do. Sometimes, he would be lost in thought towards a rose, and sometimes, he would draw Demon Lord with his brush.

However, even after he drew for so long, he only drew a portrait of Demon Lord.

The portrait was vivid and lifelike. It was as if it could walk out of the painting in the next second. However, after it was finished, it was torn apart by his own hands.

Since then, he did not draw anymore.

Slowly, he also did not go to the Jade Clear Hall.

He treated the Jade Clear Hall as a forbidden area and set up a restrictive spell that prevented anyone from approaching.

No one in the Devil Palace dared to mention Demon Lord's name. Although Demon Lord wasn't here, he had already become a taboo in the Devil Palace. Anyone who mentioned him would die.

I was promoted to his side and became his close attendant.

For many years, I have been rising up the ranks, and I am above everyone else. However, I still hate him.

He knows, but he keeps me by his side. I really don't know if I should say that he's bold or he's deliberately courting death.

Just like that, a few hundred years passed, and he retired after grooming an heir.

Not long after, his old injuries relapsed and he died.

I found him on the bed in the Jade Clear Hall.

At that time, his mind was already in a trance.

He faced somewhere and cried and laughed, "Hahahaha, you're not Lin Zhao, right? It's funny that I only understood now."

"You didn't even leave a corpse for me. You're really ruthless."

... ""

He said intermittently.

I only thought that he was unwilling to give up before his death. After patiently listening, I prepared to put away his corpse.

However, he did something to his body.

He sealed his body in this palace.

No one could take him away.

Forget it, no matter what, I can't take him away.

After I went out, the Jade Clear Hall automatically sealed itself. Since then, no one was able to enter.

Let him live in his own world and deceive himself.