"Daoyou, your face is so solemn, something is wrong?"

Emperor Shendi's implicit concern greeting brought Pei Ye back to his senses from his contemplation.

She frowned and said, "Hmm...... Something unexpected happened. ”

Pei Ye lowered his head and saw that there was an extra cup of hot milk tea in front of the table.

The rich milky aroma makes the air soft and sweet like a marshmallow.

She took a small sip, and the familiar nasal sweetness made her taste buds a little bitter......

Too lazy to guess that Emperor Shendi added a few spoonfuls of sugar to it, Pei Yemian drank the rest of the milk tea without changing his color.

joked: "The emperor is so sweet and sweet, but it makes me think of a good way to make a fortune." ”

At the rate at which she consumes sugar, opening a store next door to Emperor Shendi to sell sugar is definitely a profitable business.

Emperor Shen Di said with a smile: "Daoist friends still have the leisure to ridicule at this time, presumably the things that we just encountered are not a big deal......

“...... The emperor guessed wrong...... A big deal indeed. ”

The handsome young man held his cheek with one hand, only to see that his eyebrows were sad, and there seemed to be an indescribable "meaning" at the end of his eyes.

Seeing this, Emperor Shendi straightened his posture and listened attentively.

"Fellow Daoists, please speak. ”

Who knew that the young man's next words were the bull's head and the horse's mouth.

Pei Ye didn't answer and asked a question: "Does the emperor know that in detective reasoning, there is a common routine - the deceased is the murderer?"

Emperor Shen Di didn't know why, but he still followed Pei Ye's train of thought and answered.

"This ...... I have heard that the real murderer disguised himself as a victim and disguised himself as a 'deceased' to confuse his ears and eyes. ”

When a normal person guesses the identity of the murderer, they will subconsciously ignore the "deceased" who has been killed.

Because the "deceased" does not have the possibility of continuing to commit crimes.

Thinking of this, Emperor Shendi thought for a while and understood something.

"The paper sent out by the Taoist friends, / The mastermind behind the scenes, and this person ...... It's already 'dead' in the perception of Taoist friends?"

Pei Ye smiled and bent his eyebrows, not seeing the slightest look of being troubled.

"Yes, whoever knows me, the emperor also. ”

As soon as she said this, Emperor Shendi lowered his head and drank the hot milk tea that exuded a rich milky fragrance.

The sweet and warm current not only crossed his throat, but also rolled around in his heart, making it a little greasy.

"Who is this person?"

Pei Ye spit out a person's name.

"The man's name is 'Xiaocang'. ”

It all started not long ago.

The little paper figure disguised himself as a black clay figure and went back to "regain his life".

The location is in a building in the XX community, which is only two streets away.

Because the little black clay figurines are formed by the condensation of demonic energy, under normal circumstances, mortals cannot see them with the naked eye. So it swaggered up the wall of the building, turning into a flowing gel and sewing it in front of a closed floor-to-ceiling window.

The sun was blazing outside, and the room was cold.

In front of each window is hung three layers of heavy curtains, which are tightly closed to block the light from the outside world. At this time, the little paper figure keenly heard a slight movement in the room not far away, and it subconsciously held its breath and carefully restrained its breath.

I heard the slight sound of the doorknob twisting, and a young man in cyan home pajamas came out of the room.

The young man looked into the unoccupied living room and asked, "You're back, how are things going?"

The little paper man subconsciously stretched out his ears to listen, but after hearing the voice of the visitor, he was momentarily confused.

How is this voice exactly the same as the current big cutie?

The little paper man was secretly worried, and the little black clay figurine, which was controlled by the bewitchment, climbed onto the table.

The young man came over and touched the little black clay figure, and in an instant, he absorbed the "false information" specially left by Pei Ye.

And the little paper figure stood on the table and saw the young man's appearance clearly.

Big cute voice......

Big cutie face......

It's exactly the same!

If it weren't for the fact that the young man in front of him looked several times gloomy than the familiar big cutie, and the lingering aura around him was also 100% pure demonic energy rather than the quintessential Yuan Qi, the little paper man thought that the young man in front of him was his own big cutie, and deliberately divided two people to play with it.

The young man withdrew his finger and said lightly: "...... In this way, there is already vigilance on the part of the underworld......"

At this moment, a cold and disdainful voice sounded in the young man's head.

【...... Hmph, it's too late to be vigilant at this time......]

"The strength of the underworld cannot be underestimated, it used to be a plate of scattered sand and did nothing, just maintaining order was in a hurry, but the two newly appointed emperors of the underworld are not easy to mess with. Those who have the courage to make drastic moves as soon as they take office are either stunned or ruthless. ”

[In the words of you human beings, you are growing up others to destroy your own prestige......]

The small paper figure hiding in the body of the black clay figure quietly approached to "eavesdrop".

[I forgot, you're not human anymore. 】

The young man pursed his lips and said nothing, his slightly gloomy gaze did not know where to fall, and his body exuded the aura of no one entering.

After a long time, he said, "...... For the sake of safety, I will first take back the 'Demon Seed' that was put out, and then continue to ...... after the limelight has passed."

The "Demon Seed" that was thrown out???

The little paper figure came to his senses when he heard it.

【...... There is no need at all...... The revival of aura is not only an opportunity for the human race, but also an opportunity for our demons. 】

The voice categorically rejected the youth's proposal.

[Although the human race has great luck, they are the most fond of infighting in the Six Realms. The revival of the aura will allow some mortals to gain strength beyond that of most ordinary people, and once the strength is not equal to the current social status resources, infighting will occur. 】

With "superpowers" beyond ordinary people but no equivalent mentality, this kind of person will do countless stupid things with a little provocation, creating conflicts, tragedies and killings - and these will brew the demons' favorite seven emotions and six desires, which will become the nourishment for their thriving.

If the demons want to develop, they must take the lead step by step.

As long as the Great Demon is born first, and those talented Terran elites are strangled, the rest of the Terrans have nothing to fear.

Therefore, it is not possible to postpone these plans even one step.

The young man lowered his eyes and pondered, but he did not agree.

At this time, the voice said: "Could it be that you are still nostalgic for the old love that used to be human?]

The youth was silent: "......"

【...... Don't forget, who made you fall into a demon...... Most of them have no contact with you, they don't know you at all, they just tell some specious rumors with mixed truths and falsehoods, and they sincerely want you to die and let you fall into evil thoughts of their 'public opinion'...... Hehe, your kindness and hesitation will not be exchanged for a little understanding. 】

The youth remained silent.

【...... And now, even your identity is not yours. 】

The young man stood up suddenly, his face slightly blue and gloomy than before.

"You don't have to fan the flames, and you don't want to sway me. ”