Nan Ji took two bites of flesh and listened to the words coming from the side.

Killing people and digging out hearts, ······.

With that in mind, her gaze drifted in the direction of the group of people who were talking.

The little black dragon had a bad premonition.

Immediately the milk voice spoke

[Host, you are a good demon king. 】

Nan Ji took a bite of the chicken leg and did not speak.

The little black dragon chuckled in his heart.

The host wouldn't really listen to those words, would they??

I listened to Tongzi's milky voice

[Host, you go and touch the pearl of the night. 】

Hearing the Night Pearl, Nan Ji's gaze shifted to Su Bai's body.

Slowly, he reached out and touched the back of his hand.

The little black dragon persevered

[Host, you are a good person, you are a good demon king. 】

This time, Tongzi's words finally got her nonchalant answer

"Hmm"

After responding, the little black dragon breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he responded, he heard a sudden scream outside

"Yes, it's the Demon King!

The Demon King has killed someone!! ”

The sound of fear trembling came from the door of the hall to Nanji's ears.

As soon as he heard that the demon king was killing, in an instant, whether it was Qing Xiu or Demon Xiu in the hall, they all ran out with weapons in hand.

Nanji's eyelids moved, and she looked down at herself.

While I was pondering.

Bang!

The door to the building was shattered.

A figure smashed straight in like a rag doll.

Coincidentally, it fell at Nanji's feet.

The man was covered in blood, one hand on the ground, the other on his heart.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was covered in embarrassment.

Looking at the figure, it was a woman, and the long whip in her hand had been broken.

Xiu Wei was badly damaged, on the woman's right cheek.

A purple gardenia blooms from the base of the ear.

Occupies most of the face.

Judging by the woman's current appearance.

It's scary.

In just a few gasps, the woman who fell to the ground spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Ahem."

Nan Ji bit the chicken leg and looked at the woman with dark eyes.

Looking at the figure, it looks a little familiar.

But this face has flowers, except for herself, no demon clan has this mark.

The restaurant was packed with people.

With a sword in hand, he pointed it at the woman.

Someone snorted coldly

"There is a birthmark of a flower, you are really a demon king!"

Nan Ji listened to the man and silently stretched out her hand.

He touched the mask on his face.

Her action happened to make Su Bai, who was sitting next to her, look at it.

His fingers touched the cup one by one, and there was no emotion on his face.

I couldn't see what was going on in his mind.

The small pink flower in the corner of her eye had long been covered.

In the past, even if she showed her true face, everyone would never think of her as the demon king.

I just thought it was the makeup embellishment of my daughter's house.

Again······.

Someone else spoke

"It is rumored that the demon king's face is ugly, so he has been nesting in the holy mountain and rarely appears.

When I saw it today, it was really as rumored, ugly and vulgar. ”

Someone was indignant

"What are you talking to her about?!

Kill it directly!

Avenge the death of our compatriots! ”

"That's right! Settle an old score! ”

At the mention of this, the whole hall was full of hatred, and they looked at the woman on the ground, eager to cut it with a thousand knives.

Tongzi's voice came out

[Ding Dong, the system prompts that the darling of the Heavenly Dao is dying, and the host mission is about to fail. 】

Nan Ji supported her chin with one hand and swallowed slowly

"She's not by my side, how can I protect her?"

Little Black Dragon

[Host, take a closer look at the one at your feet.] 】

(End of chapter)