His little ancestor (1)

Lu huaijiang stood on the high platform.

He touched his heart.

His intuition told him that the evil god was telling the truth.

Lu huaijiang chuckled softly. If he believed it and did as he was told, he would not be Lu huaijiang.

If it had been four years ago, when he had first met Lulu on the execution ground ...

If the evil god fused with him, he would probably do so without hesitation.

But now, Lulu was already an inseparable part of him.

In the future, he would watch her grow up day by day, and watch her grow from a silly little girl to a delicate young lady. He watched her from the time she was not married until she was married ...

When he left the pavilion, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Lu huaijiang did not think too much about it for the time being. Since he had promised Lulu that he would not cause any harm to the world, he would keep his promise.

He had also promised Lulu that he would trust her, trust her, and trust her.