After the eighteen angels finished the ceremony, in the valley backed by the Tomb of Despair, the Son of Heaven watched the grand military exercises of the Angel Corps.

Five hundred years ago, when he first established the Eighteen Army, he knew that he could not stay in the Demon Clan for a long time, so he wrote down a detailed law of 10,000 words for building an army.

Looking at this military exercise now, the 18 army corps are independent, and the camp arrangement is divided into the three methods of heaven, earth, and formation, and they can cooperate closely with each other, learn from each other's strengths, and once they go into battle to kill the enemy, it is enough to form a watertight offensive and defensive system. All the rules of the drill are the same as his design back then, and when you look closely, you can't help but think a lot.

This army is extremely lethal, and it was taken back by him in the form of the return of the demon king, which is equivalent to restarting the violent plane that rules the demon clan. As the Supreme Commander-in-Chief, he can use both his defense and his mass killing.

But now, he is only maintaining his life with the strong support of the Gathering God Pill, temporarily taking the position of the Son of Heaven, and at most for a year, the position of the supreme commander will have to sit on someone else. If that person is also a murderous person with evil intentions, will these million demon soldiers once again become a murderous tool for conquering the Six Realms? If his fears come true, wouldn't he still be the one who started the massacre?

At the noisy military exercise scene, he thought hard and couldn't think of a good solution for a while, so he had to focus on the martial arts arena first.

Although the entire military exercise is powerful, it is not flawless. Whenever there was a mistake like Songwon's, he patiently corrected it or proposed to rectify it.

By sunset, the military exercise finally ended, and the eighteen angel generals said goodbye to the Son of Heaven and led their troops back to the camp. Elder Nanfeng also took his leave and returned to his Xiwang Mountain. The python never wanted to be separated from his son again, so he arranged a place for his father to live in the Tomb of Despair.

When he was done, he was exhausted and walked back to the dormitory alone to rest.

When I stepped into the cloister of the dormitory, I could already smell a faint fragrance wafting from the room. He was in a daze, took a few hurried steps, stepped into the door, and saw a red sandalwood in the middle of the room, and green smoke of silk buttons was curling out. The scent of the scent wound around the tip of his nose, making him intoxicated.

Siluo buckle is a unique incense of the demon clan, usually burned at night, its effect is not to help sleep, but to promote lust / desire, in the fairy world and the god world are forbidden, can only be obtained through the demon people.

He stood still only for a moment, and felt that the fire in his body was burning, so he forced himself to calm his mind, and looked coldly at the couch, and sure enough, on the white ferret cushions, two half-naked women dressed in light veils were lying and playing with the petals scattered on his body and the collapse, and looked at him with a provocative wagging fox tail.

"How can this be justified! Such a filthy and filthy thing must have been done by the Father!"

The Son of Heaven was furious, walked to the house in a few steps, kicked over the incense burner, and then flicked the sleeves of his robe, and all the fragrance in the house disappeared in an instant.

His reaction frightened the fox girls on the bed and jumped down, knelt on the ground and trembled, not knowing what they had done.

"Get out! Get out of here!, or don't blame this king for your life!" he roared uncontrollably at the second fox demon, his eyes burning with flames. The fox girls screamed in horror and fled for their lives with each other.

A wave of dizziness hit, and the caracia collapsed to the ground.

He moved to the low table and stared gloomily at his own bewitching face in the bronze mirror.

"Tong'er, she won't like my appearance, what she loves is the scholar Yufeng......"

He stretched out two fingers and swiped his eyes, pointing to the point where the characteristics of the demon king had been completely concealed, and the flame demon mark had also been hidden.

He pointed out that he had restored Yu Feng's elegant and handsome face, and looked at the bronze mirror again, but he was suddenly startled, his hands supported the ground and retreated again and again, and his mouth was like seeing a ghost, and he cried nervously, "Don't, don't let me see you again, I beg you, no matter who you are, don't come to pester me again......"

What appeared in the mirror was the shadow of a blue peacock. When he looked up again in horror and looked carefully, the blue peacock shadow was gone.

"Mother, why did you only tell me about my biological father before you died, but you didn't say a word about my life experience? Why do I have fire and blood flowing in my body......? Which line of demon clan do I belong to?Why do I see a phantom of a blue peacock from time to time since I was a child?Who can tell me the answer?Who can ......?"

He was physically and mentally exhausted, but the bed that the fox girl had slept on was dirty, and he never intended to use it again, so he fell to the ground with sorrow and tiredness, and fell asleep.

He just hoped that he would fall asleep soon, so that he could see her in his dreams. (To be continued.) )