The caracer was already in a semi-dying state, and he had no choice but to ask Jiang Nanjun to take over him as the demon king. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Nanjun is willing to be the heart of mortals, as the world knows, if he wants him to accept the seal of the demon king, he is afraid that he will be sad and climb to the sky, and let the caracal beg bitterly, how can he be moved?

After the caracal annihilation simply came to the soft move and the hard move, he hardened his heart, and changed his face viciously.

Jiang Nanjun held him tightly and was reluctant to let go, but he was unexpectedly attacked, and at first he felt like his hand was scalded by boiling water, and he involuntarily let go.

But even if the two were separated, the burning sensation did not disappear, but became like a hot worm, wriggling, burrowing from his palm into his arm, and then into his lungs, and then along the meridians into his calf, until he was bitten by the demon dragon.

This process is time-consuming, but it happened in a moment, when the hot insect burrowed through his body, he was already in pain, who knew that it had just walked to the wound, and without even gasping, it made a muffled sound and burst open.

The explosion occurred under the skin, and the force was so strong that it tore open the wound that he had healed, and the demon dragon poison that had tormented him so much that it was not only exploding at this moment, but also more violent than ever.

He couldn't bear the sudden sharp pain, screamed, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the cold sweat on his forehead also slid down like raindrops.

This change came suddenly, and Ling Xuanluo and the Ghost District were unprepared, and they were stunned for a while, standing motionless as if they were petrified.

But Jiang Nanjun's screams were terrible and sharp, and he was the first to wake up Ling Xuanluo, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he pounced on him and helped him press the wound in fear, only to find that the trousers of his calf had been soaked with black blood.

"Mr. Featherwind, you...... Why are you doing this to Brother Jiangnan? Stop!" Ling Xuanluo's heart was heartbroken, he both loved Jiang Nanjun and was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't know what to do.

Seeing this situation, he understood what was going on, and hurriedly went to drag the caracal, and said angrily: "Little demon king, are you crazy?

The demon king's evil qi, which had been imprisoned by him with righteousness, broke out in full force at this time.

He laughed tremblingly, ignoring the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, pointing at Jiang Nanjun, and said while laughing: "Jiang Nan Zimo, now you should understand! As long as I am here, you will not have poisonous hair, and you can live a stable life all the time." But as soon as I die, the dragon loses control, and you'll be like this forever. You are an immortal monster, I dare not say that your life can be held by me, but I am definitely the only person in this world who can make your life worse than death!"

Jiang Nanjun lost his mind in pain, struggled to push Ling Xuanluo away, and scolded angrily: "You...... You're sinister!...... You are the Son of Heaven, you are not my brother of Yufeng......" In this short period of time, under his calf, there was already a thick pool of black blood.

The handsome face of the Demon Slayer was terribly distorted, he was not moved by Jiang Nanjun's pain in the slightest, his smile did not decrease, and he continued to say strangely: "You can be considered to have figured out that I am not your brother now! Let me tell you, since I escaped into the Pear Blossom Pass, I have been bent on goodness and do not want to do bad things again. But it's a pity that I met you five hundred years later, and you made me wake up and realize that I, the demon king, have a lot of involuntary bodies. If you want to be a qualified politician, if you want the demon clan's ruling machine to always operate normally, if you want to avoid the Eighteen Angel Corps from causing disaster to the world, my hands, don't want to keep them clean. I have lived in the world for so long, and the only thing I have recognized you as my 'big brother', but for the sake of my Celestial Empire, my people, what is the eldest brother? Even if I am deceived by unscrupulous means, what will I do? I would rather be sorry to you than cherish the kindness of a woman! I am reluctant to hurt you, and I am bound to hurt the people of the world! I have sinned so much that I deserve death, but the 600,000 angel soldiers are innocent, and thousands of people of the Celestial Empire are innocent, and I accept punishment for them without complaint or regret. I don't care that you spend the rest of your life hating me, as long as you agree to enter the Tomb of Despair, as long as you agree to do your best to take care of the Celestial Empire like me in the future, I don't regret to die!"

Jiang Nanjun endured the severe pain, stretched out his hand to his waist, and pulled out the Yin Yan sword with a "dang long" sound.

(To be continued.) )