Mu Evil God, Destructive Witch!
I, the Savior Hero!
Xia Feng felt that the people of this world should really thank him.
If it weren't for him misleading... oh no, if it weren't for his leading the thoughts of the Destructive Witch, he didn't even dare to think about what the future of this world would be like.
"I can spare this girl," said Mu Qingtong, looking down quietly at the girl by her feet, who appeared to be only eleven or twelve years old. She frowned, puzzled, "Although she won't harm anyone when she wakes up, she will still head towards self-destruction under the influence of Evil Disease. It might be better if you let me kill her."
"Don't," Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, "Besides, once she wakes up, can't we just cure her Evil Disease?"
"Cure Evil Disease?"