It was still that same face, but the expression on it was not innocent.
Instead, it was filled with a fierce aura, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, revealing blood-stained teeth, with a few traces of a sinister cold smile on her face, exuding a chilling vibe.
Her eyes, the whites had turned pitch black, while the pupils became blood red, like a drop of blood falling into ink.
Coupled with her blood-soaked face, and the strands of hair floating on her face, it was...
Spine-chilling!
And the powerful aura emanating from her body was like an ancient beast, enough to crush a person.
In that instant, Song Yun felt an unprecedented ferocity, as if standing before him was a demon from Hell.
When he looked again at the faint black qi surrounding Hua Qingcheng's body, Song Yun suddenly realized.
Something was wrong.
She was Hua Qingcheng, but also not!
If one had to define the current Hua Qingcheng.
Only one word appeared in Song Yun's mind.
Demon!
