PDLP Chapter 366 The Little Flower Demon Who Died Early in the Immortal Demon World 42
Chapter 366 The Little Flower Demon Who Died Early in the Immortal Demon World 42
Looking back to the past, even the slightest breeze or the drifting of an auspicious cloud in the fairyland could attract the attention and discussion of all living beings.
However, at this moment, such exciting news for the fairy world seemed to be imprisoned in a silent cage because of the closure of the passage to the lower world.
The immortals inside can't leave, and the demons and humans outside can't get in and see...
The space around the Demon-Transforming Cauldron seemed to be distorted by a powerful and mysterious force. The ghostly light was still flickering under the cauldron. The reorganizing force within it was devouring the human male's body every minute and every second, breaking down and reorganizing every cell in his body.
This extraordinary pain caused Ling Jiuxiao's body to bleed more blood, but his eyes were fixed on Miaomiao, not moving away at all.
Miaomiao didn't dare to take her attention away from her Taoist partner, but at this moment, her eyes widened and she stood there blankly, shocked by what she saw...
She discovered that Ling Jiuxiao, who always gave her a gentle and harmless look, was actually slowly changing.
That gentle and kind feeling was gradually replaced by a kind of evil and wildness.
The corners of his eyebrows were slightly raised, giving him a hint of unruliness, and the deep eyes staring at her began to become deeper, like an awakened wild beast, releasing the wildness in his bones.
The two of them have been practicing together for such a long time. Originally, Ling Jiuxiao's skin was more wheat-colored, but now it has turned into the color of chalcedony, and his figure seems to have become more upright.
Although he was standing there without any movement, Miaomiao could feel a natural temptation from his breath.
Miaomiao frowned tightly, and the strange feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.
She just watched helplessly as Ling Jiuxiao fell into it...
The subtle changes in him continued, and his whole body was like a painting that was being redrawn and colored, and his once familiar appearance was gradually being rewritten.
The image of the flowers that had only vaguely appeared behind him before now became clearer and more realistic, as if he had stepped into the real world from an illusory dream.
Miaomiao's eyesight is excellent. She can even see the rich colors and textures of the petals clearly...
What shocked Miaomiao even more was that Ling Jiuxiao's sturdy upper body, which was gradually showing its shape, actually had strange petals and even vines on it. Those tiny vines gradually climbed on his skin in a posture that went against common sense.
It seemed to have life and was slowly growing along his body.
Every inch of growth brought a change in temperament. Miaomiao watched Ling Jiuxiao's temperament change, turning into an evil, wild, yet creepy appearance.
It was as if the person in front of her was no longer someone she was familiar with, but a mysterious monster that had walked out of some taboo.
Miaomiao finally figured it out. It seemed that something was really wrong with her Taoist partner. Would they unlock a new Taoist partner for her?
This really looks like the evil male protagonist in some melodramatic novels.
Miaomiao's palms were unconsciously soaked with sweat. When Ling Jiuxiao gradually completed his transformation, she subconsciously took a step back...
"Miao Miao, don't be afraid, it will be fine soon.
Soon, the Demon King will be able to fulfill his promise..."
Ling Jiuxiao struggled to pull the corners of his mouth together, revealing a miserable smile. His voice was hoarse and deep, like an old bellows straining with difficulty, and every word was filled with traces of pain...
The creepy aura that he originally exuded actually changed slightly because of this smile, as if Miaomiao saw the gentle scholar who once accompanied her.
The demon king's already sinister face became even more twisted and hideous at this moment, with veins bulging on his forehead like little snakes crawling around.
He was casting spells on the Demon-Transforming Cauldron at the risk of his life, fearing that the bastard would die in the Demon-Transforming Cauldron because of his spellcasting problems.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he glared fiercely at the dog in the Demon-Transforming Cauldron.
The look in his eyes was almost enough to spit out blood. If looks could kill, Ling Jiuxiao would have been cut into pieces by the Demon King long ago.
"What a dog! Really, really a dog! If he turns into a demon, he must be a dog!"
The demon king cursed under his breath through gritted teeth, his voice filled with anger and irritation.
"This bastard is addicted to bullying me, pushing me into this pit of fire and even wants me to take the blame. Where in the world can such a good thing happen?!"
However, when the Demon King thought of the evidence against him, his expression became even worse.
There is no such good thing in the world, but now there is...
I really hate the young people in this world, but I can't do anything about it.
I even thought that such a stubborn person would not be welcomed in the demon world!!
The demon king was indignant, but he did not dare to delay casting the spell for a moment. When he saw the bastards below, he was so filled with anger that he almost lost his mind.
But he did not lose his mind after all. Ling Jiuxiao, this human being, is not a simple person.
Miaomiao had not yet reacted to the meaning of Ling Jiuxiao's words. She just glanced in the direction of the Demon King and heard the person in the cauldron speak again.
"I became a demon of my own free will. I have nothing to do with His Majesty the Demon King."
Ling Jiuxiao's face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead, which were instantly evaporated into mist by the demonic power.
He didn't like the look Miaomiao gave the old monster next to her, whether it was one of ignorance or indignation.
Whenever he thought that Miaomiao would be with other males after his death, and might even be taken care of by the old demon in front of him, the anger surged in his body like a surging tide.
The result is that the pain of being shattered into pieces is not so obvious.
He was telling the truth now, but after what he said before, it seemed a little off.
Miaomiao only now realized that the huge flower she saw, and even the branches still climbing on him, were not illusions, but the real thing. He was transforming into a demon!
Thinking of this, Miaomiao felt sick.
How could a person dream of becoming a demon? Could it be that Ling Jiuxiao had come to the demon world, and the demon king was waiting for revenge?
But in the original story, the demon king wasn't this kind of demon...
Miaomiao turned her gaze to Ling Jiuxiao, who seemed to have exhausted himself in the cauldron, her eyes filled with deep worry and disbelief.
For a moment, she really didn't know how to stop all this from happening. Everything now had nothing to do with the original story. It was hard to imagine that she, the butterfly, accidentally flapped her wings and turned the humans in the original story into monsters.
At this moment, Miaomiao's mind was on Ling Jiuxiao, and she didn't notice that after Ling Jiuxiao finished speaking, the Demon King was extremely angry and looked like he was about to die.