Sang Ye scooped Huanhuan up with one hand, and his lower body turned into a python.
Dark red demonic patterns quickly spread from the snake's tail to Sang Ye's face. His already handsome face looked even paler and more mysterious.
Huanhuan looked at him in a daze.
Demonic patterns were a symbol of strength for demons.
With so many complicated demonic patterns, it meant that Sang Ye's strength as a demon had reached its peak.
Sang Ye covered her eyes. "Don't look at me."
Huanhuan was puzzled. "Why?"
"I'm ugly."
Although Sang Ye did not know much about females, he could understand from the fear and disgust of the people around him that he was very ugly now.
He didn't care how ugly he looked, but he didn't want Huanhuan to see him like this.
This was the main reason why he had insisted on not acknowledging Huanhuan even though he recognized her.
