After the Son of Heaven took the Gathering God Pill, he quickly recovered from a near-death state to a healthy person, and returned to Fan Yao Palace with Jiang Nanjun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two of them crossed the lotus pond pontoon bridge of pineapple wood, and each sat down at a low table.

He took out a blue cover from the pile of folds and handed it to Jiang Nanjun. Jiang Nanjun took it and looked at it, and the excerpt was presented by an obscure angel general named Hao Min, and the corners were worn out because he had read it too many times.

Puzzled, he opened it and saw that it was a dozen pages long, a list of personnel, densely filled with names. Next to some of the names, they were also circled with a red pen, and the mark was obviously a ruthless handwriting.

"Yu Feng, what kind of list is this?" Jiang Nanjun was surprised, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The Demon Clan currently has a million troops hidden in the depths of the Tianshan Mountains, which are led by the Eighteen Angel Generals. This army can be said to be the most brilliant achievement in the thousand-year-old foundation of the demon clan, which was reorganized into a battalion by me five hundred years ago and established a strict military system. ”

Jiang Nanjun asked: "The Python King has led millions of demon soldiers to fight in the south and north for many years, and I have learned this from the history books. But what is your original intention in establishing the Eighteen Angels Military System?"

Jiang Nanjun's question once again reminded him of the past, and he felt pain in his heart.

He didn't mention the origin of the eighteen angel numbers, but only stated the matter of the demon clan: "Back then, my father had been angry about the sloppiness of his army because of the failure of the attack on Wuyue, and therefore used military law to deal with many people. At that time, I had already decided to go, but I thought that if I wanted to leave, I would have to fulfill a wish for my father one last time. So I wrote down the eighteen angel army building rules in ten thousand words, and after I finished writing, in order to ensure the smooth implementation of this military law, the eighteen angel generals who were the core characters were all personally selected by me behind the curtain. These people don't know me, but even if I have been away from the world for 500 years, I have never forgotten any of those eighteen faces. After that, even though I still have nostalgia for my father and the demon clan, when my father listened to the evil words of the ministers and attacked the protoss at all costs, causing the collapse of the Emperor God Palace, the destruction of the entire protoss, and countless deaths and injuries in the human world, it also completely wiped out the last bit of affection I had for the demon clan. With a heart full of pain, I hid in the pear blossom pass for 500 years. During this time, through Elder Nanfeng, I learned that my father was depressed because he missed me too much, and put all the military power in his hands. Nanfeng has loved me since I was a child, and I regarded him as my second father, thinking that even if he was misbehaved and ill-intentioned, he would never have a bad idea of fighting the great cause of the demon clan. In any case, he will put some thought into the rectification of the army and the management of government affairs. Behold...... Hey......"

At this point, the caracal lowered his head deeply, and he couldn't say any more.

Jiang Nanjun pressed his right hand on the edge of the broken fold, and continued: "Who knows, not only did he not use half of his attention in the government affairs of the Demon Celestial Empire, but also ordered the demons who did not flee to Mobei to hide their identities and live in the world, and their lives were miserable. The reason why he didn't put his mind on his own clan was because he had always hoped to unify the Six Realms. He colluded with foreign races, caused trouble, and committed many crimes, turning the demon resources that you and the Python King had accumulated over the years into a treasure trove to help him wreak havoc on the wolf's ambitions, and did countless things that hurt the heavens and reason. And because you can't escape from the world, this sum of blood accounts has been counted on your head, so that you have become the culprit and the target of the public for no reason, and the world will portray you as a terrible ghost, countless passers-by are looking for you in gangs, many of them want to find you out, and avenge those who were killed, but in the name of "looking for the demon king", there are many people who take advantage of the fire to robber and harm others, so that all the way to a vicious circle, five hundred years later, you will become the world's mouth, the notorious demon king. ”

Jiang Nanjun helped him say all the unspeakable words for such a long time, and the two of them were extremely heavy in their hearts, and they fell silent for a while. (To be continued.) )