Demon Nature!
Jiang Dali gazed intently at Murong Qingqing's face, which, once the mask was removed, appeared exceedingly sinister and malevolent. His expression was deeply moved.
Her originally fair and smooth cheeks now seemed as if they were painted by a crazed makeup artist with a dark palette, creating a wildly bizarre, unrestrained, brazen image.
Her eyebrows, which were once as gently curving as willow leaves, now looked like the flamboyant wings of a demon slant-flying into her temples.
Her lips, previously as glossy as cherries, were now a sinister shade of purple-black.
Even her eyes, now and then flickered with a chillingly evil intent and coldness.
This transformed what should have been a refined face with a gentle temperament into something filled with bewitching charm and strangeness.
Even the sensation of evil magic that washed over him was so vividly unnerving.
