Even though he knew that this was just the past and just memory, the Demon Sword of Heavenly Demon has not been repaired in history, Xuan Ji's heart still hangs up. The clear heart talisman in his hand sent a cold reminder again. Xuan Ji just clenched his fist that he had unconsciously released, but his eyes did not leave the sword furnace in the illusion, and involuntarily followed the protagonist in his memory to meet him.

Weiyun seemed to be ten years old. Eighty-one day passed and even her robe was wider. He held out an intact demon sword in both hands, but the expression on his face looked like a doctor who was about to declare that the rescue was ineffective.

Perhaps this human emperor, who was so sad and keen on the face of being in a daily life, didn't notice it, so he took a step forward and grabbed the Demon Sword with his hands trembling so hard that he couldn't stop.

Then he gently pulled the scabbard and worked hard several times before he plucked up the courage to touch the sword. In an instant, a sad surprise appeared on His Majesty's face, which was rarely seen with joy and anger: "I...I feel him!"

Xuan Ji looked back at Sheng Lingyuan three thousand years later in surprise.

The old demon stood a few steps away with a calm face, nodding and said, "Well, the refined sword body does share the same feeling as me."

“That means…”

"It's just a sword body, the sword is empty, the sword spirit is not inside." The old demon commented very objectively, "I think the common sense of the sword body should be because the sword has been kept in my back for more than ten years and touched my blood in the sword furnace - don't I feel the same embarrassment with you? The common sense should be related to the sword body, and it has little to do with the sword spirit. I have never heard of such a connection between other instrument spirits and the instrument master. I can understand this principle when I think about it, but when I was a little stubborn and stubborn."

Sheng Lingyuan tilted his head slightly and looked at himself during his lifetime from an outsider's perspective with great interest.

The young human emperor soon discovered the truth. The blood and vitality on his face were wiped out in an instant. He looked at each other blankly, and his fingers pressed against the sword tightened, allowing the sword blade to be embedded in his palm.

"Your Majesty!" The left and right exclaimed in fear, and Weiyun kneeled on the ground with a pale face.

But the next moment, it was lifted up by a gentle black mist.

"He is not in there." The young Human Emperor was silent for a long time, looked at Weiyun, and said in a voice that was almost calm, "The sword spirit is not in there."

Weiyun's legs were trembling so hard that her clothes rustled.

"It's okay." The Human Emperor was silent for a while, and then he whispered, "It's okay... Ayun, I don't blame you. Go back and rest for a night, think carefully about where there was a break, and try again. There are still Vermilion Bird bones, and my blood will be used for you at any time. You can arrange the people on and off the sword furnace at any time."

As he finished speaking, he heard the eunuch next to him scream. It turned out that the Human Emperor was holding the sword's body and pinched it too tightly. It was cut off by the sword with hair-blowing hair. Blood splashed out and dyed the corners of his robe red. When his fingers fell to the ground, they turned into black mist, wrapped back into Sheng Lingyuan's hand, and repaired themselves.

The man seemed to have no pain at all, and did not care about his broken hand at all. He just hugged the iron sword that had almost landed on the ground in a panic. At that moment, his expression seemed to collapse.

However, after all, there was no such thing. His eyebrows and eyes trembled quickly, and then he was forced back to his original position. He lowered his head and held the sword in his arms for a while, not giving anyone a look. Then, the blue veins suddenly burst out on the back of his hand, and he broke the sword body with his own hands.

The next moment, the illusion collapsed, the void was shattered, and the feet of Sheng Lingyuan were empty.

The black fog scratched the fake Tianmo illusion, and Sheng Lingyuan landed on the cold and cracked land of Jiangzhou, with no flies around him... Xuan Ji disappeared!

The shadow man laughed loudly, and the laughter and lightning echoed between the heaven and earth. In the dry veins of Jiangzhou, black miasma quickly spread and floated to the ground. All the energy monitoring of whitewashing in the territory exploded at the same time. Thunder clouds above his head gathered, and the dispersed miasma enveloped the village and then surrounded the city.

The birds were startled, and the poultry and livestock had nowhere to hide. They first screamed violently, and soon became quiet again, like those wild animals trapped in puppet techniques, they were frozen in place.

Then there is the person—

The miasma crawled into the ears of the farmhouse housewife who worked alone, and the woman cried without warning; the old man followed by the miasma took the hospital diagnosis and suddenly rushed under the bridge; the miasma spread over the city, and a series of car accidents at the intersection, and traffic jams became a pot of porridge. The impatient car horn sounded and an anxious chorus played. Some people rushed to the street and shouted, some cursed on the phone, and some hid in the corner tossed and turned...

Ten feet of the world, all sentient beings suffer.

Sheng Lingyuan let go of his spiritual consciousness and instantly fell into a pot of boiling porridge, with the joys and sorrows of millions of people rolling inside.

Gu Yuexi was the first to discover miasma. At that time, they suddenly lost contact with Xuan Ji. The situation was unknown. The helicopter forced a landing on the border of Jiangzhou. Fortunately, Fengshen was very mobile and the first batch of reinforcements had arrived. They soon met with them. As a perspective eye, Gu Yuexi first brought an energy detector to investigate the actual situation.

This miasma came quickly and evilly. When he saw it through his perspective, it had already wrapped around the wheels. After Gu Yuexi showed his warning, the comrades driving immediately accelerated. However, the miasma, as gentle as smoke, was like a gangrene, spreading towards the car along with popularity. The energy detector in the car sounded like a fire alarm.

"We were attacked by unknown energy, with unknown energy levels and unknown range, and we are testing with protective supplies," Gu Yuexi finished reporting on the walkie-talkie and calmly told her Feng Shen team members, "Try it all, don't panic."

The Fengshen in the car quickly threw various protective supplies down.

"Plant Toxin Protection Network Fails..."

"No, this is not a common plant-based poisonous miasma, ice water, thunder and fire, metal test-"

"Gou Team, what is this? It has no response to the high-defense equipment of each species."

Gu Yuexi's mind flashed: "Try the spiritual system."

"How could there be such a large-scale mental attack?"

Some - Sheng Lingyuan's shadow flashed in Gu Yuexi's mind. Without saying much, she quickly made a gesture to her team members. Several Feng Shen team members quickly installed mental protection against the Echo Audio in the four corners of the car.

The black miasma that had been wrapped around the car body shivered violently, and it was about to disperse.

"There was a reaction," said a member of the Fengshen team, "It's really a spiritual system..."

But Gu Yuexi saw the numbers on the energy detector at a glance: "Be careful!"

After her speech, the black miasma that had just dispersed was like an angry poisonous snake, frantically fighting back. Several mental protections exploded at the same time, and the black miasma sprayed out directly from their protective equipment.

Wang Ze was closely watching the news from Gu Yuexi and the others, and was relieved when he heard the mental protection reaction. When the fieldwork was on duty, in order to avoid unnecessary interference, many people would carry some small mental protective gear with them. Even if they were not needed at work, they could still help block some advertisements that had already constituted mental pollution.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his breath, he heard chaos on the walkie-talkie.

Wang Ze pushed away the liaison officer: "Yuexi! Gu Yuexi? What's the situation? Reply received! Hello?"

The answer to him was the sharp brake sound and unknown loud noise, and the signal became unstable.

"Gu Yuexi!"

"Mr. Wang, there is unknown interference in Jiangzhou."

"Pick...she..." Gu Yuexi's voice on the intercom was disturbed or something, but it seemed far and weak, "The mental protective gear...she...she...she...she! Wow-"

"The signal from the Valley Team disappeared!"

"What's going on?" Xiao Zheng, who was originally placing manpower, held his phone and turned his head, "The phone suddenly had no signal."

At this time, the communication device, which was full of noise due to signal problems, suddenly became quiet.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A chuckle came from the communications equipment.

He smiled so hard that he had goosebumps, and Wang Ze asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Who am I? A distant voice came from the communication equipment, "I am you... Hello everyone, my name is Wang Ze, from Huanghua County, Qingshan Province. Today, I just transferred to school today..."

The teenagers burst into laughter along the earphones in his left ear. Wang Ze's mind buzzed. His remaining reason had no time to haste a little moisture out of the dry air in Jiangzhou, pinched out a thin film of water, and stuffed Zhang Zhao, who was confused next to him.

All the mental protective gears cracked at the same time, and the black miasma and plague flowed around, devouring everyone.

As soon as Wang Ze looked up, he saw a big mouth with white foam on the corner of his mouth and kept saying, "Mom married you Uncle Wang and asked someone to poke your spine into a sieve. Who is it for? It's all for you to change your Yong'an household registration so that you can go to school, get into college in the future, and make a name for yourself. Why are you so ignorant!"

Her facial features were blurred, because her eyes, ears, nose and throat were not important. She only had a mouth on her body as a key mechanism. She sprayed her very loudly, and the lingering sound could surround the beam for more than three days. She seemed to want to turn her saliva into a sharp blade, and cut his rotten wood into a pillar with one knife and one knife.

That was his biological mother whom he hadn't seen in years.

Everyone says that the Fengshen Lao Wang has nails under his feet. He is obviously a local, and he rushes to go on a business trip all day long and asks him to stay at the headquarters for a few days, just like putting him in prison. He also once tried to give up the Yong'an household registration that countless people asked for but failed and transferred his organizational relationship to another place, but failed because he did not comply with the unit's regulations.

He hates his so-called "hometown".

Wang Ze's water system special energy should be inherited. It is said that his father is a person who performs art in a folk circus. His main business is to perform magic, and his famous work is to perform in a closed water tank for half an hour. Wang Ze inferred that he is probably a water system special energy person with a relatively low level.

The main business is not very profitable, and the people do not appreciate his performance because they cannot be drowned. It is better to watch tropical fish fight in groups than to see him. So he had to start a side job, which was feudal superstition and cheating. Wang Ze was the by-product of his cheating.

Wang Ze's mother devoted herself to the "master" and was pregnant before marriage. The master was banned by the local police and ran away. The single mother couldn't make a living, so she had to take the oil bottle to go north to make a living. She suffered a lot. In order to gain a foothold, she married an old man twenty-eight years older than her, and obtained Wang Ze's Yong'an household registration and admission qualification.

Since then, Wang Ze has owe her.

His "good days" were obtained by his own mother's sacrifice, so he had to pay his respects to God three times a day, paying homage to him sooner or later, and not daring to use the wrong posture when he breathed.

But later, he still became crooked "unsatisfied". His mother thought that his water system was a "genetic disease", so she decided to send him to treat it. When she secretly contacted the discipline school that said that electric shocked students, Wang Ze ran away - after all, the water system was very powerful, and she was even more afraid of electricity.

He mingled with the little hooligans from all over the country, and when the leader of the robbery gang became a regular visitor to the police station... It was not until one time he was chased into a car accident and was caught by the energy surveillance in the bureau, and was taken away by General Yan for discipline.

"Captain Wang, where are you from?"

"Lao Wang, I listen to you like a local, where is my hometown?"

"Are you addicted to business trips? You don't go home to check out the New Year."

Wang Ze felt that he had become a shark by those black miasma. Once he stopped, he would sink into the deep sea and suffocate. He had to swim constantly and swim exhausted...

When the accident happened, Xiao Zheng's first reaction was to protect Yanqiushan, who was still unconscious. When he turned around, he was shocked to find that Yanqiushan had sat up like nothing happened. The wind and frost and fatigue on his face were gone. It seemed that he had never lost Zhichun and had never wandered around in order to investigate the Benzhen Sect. He was holding a phone in his hand, not knowing who he was angry with, and his face was still filled with the innocent and rebellious nature of young people. If he was unhappy, he clearly put it on his face.

"I understand the leader's meaning, which means that our Feng Shen is a mud-legged army, and he is not worthy of leaving behind elites." Yan Qiushan said to the person on the phone with a calm face, "How can he compare to other people's 'thunder'? You either receive foreign guests or perform major escort tasks all day long - don't worry, I must do a good job in Xiao Zheng's work. The young man's mind cannot be turned around for a while, so how can he have a bright future? He has to abandon the open and dark?"

A hoarse male voice came from the phone. Lei Shite Neng's ears were Turin. Xiao Zheng keenly heard that it was the voice of Director Xiang Zhang: "What are you saying? Feng Shen is the backbone of our bureau. There is no doubt that everyone sees your hard work and sacrifices. Even if we run all over the whole country all year round, there will be no one. This... some comrades' families are unwilling to do so, right?"

"Family?" Yan Qiushan looked puzzled, "Where did he get his family, a single young man?"

The old director said: "The parents and elders are not family members? You are not turning around!"

Yan Qiushan's expression became even more confused. At this time, a colleague in Fengshen uniform walked over, covered the microphone, and whispered to him: "Xiao Xiao's father is the chairman of Huihuang Group. He just donated a laboratory to our research institute... All the luxury hotels under Huihuang provide travel services to our bureau staff in the future, which is symbolically charged two yuan, which is basically free. I heard that it was a contract that I just signed."

Xiao Zheng felt that blood rushed to his forehead and could not bear it anymore, so he turned around and left.

By the way... He did a good job in Fengshen that year, and suddenly received a thunder order. He didn't want to leave Fengshen. He wanted to communicate with President Yan in private, but he accidentally heard the phone call. He was so strong since he was a child. He was a natural elite. When he was a child, he couldn't sleep without taking the first place in school. Later, he realized that he was a special skill and a rare thunder and fire system. The one he looked down on most in his life was the Yanei who lived in the back door and the mediocre person who didn't work hard and hated the talented.

They said he was a genius, the youngest special forces chief ever, and a well-deserved elite.

He has been deceiving himself, believing that he is worthy of all his past achievements... Even if he is a "money ability" in the Thunder, he has nothing to do with him as a Thunder. He feels that his brilliant record with zero casualties over the years should be able to cover this disgraceful beginning.

But those records with zero casualties...

Is it true?

The old director, the old boss, the Ministry of Security Minister Song... everyone's faces flashed in front of him.

"This is our Thunder Team Xiao, a young talent, who has handled many major cases. There have been no casualties over the years, and the fifteen-man red line is as if it has nothing to do with him,"

"Xiao Xiao, a young man like you is the key target of our bureau's training. You must be successful."

"You have a bright future."
To be continued...