The fake emperor is also the emperor realm.

At this level, the perception of all things in heaven and earth is extremely keen, and if you are lucky, you can sometimes sense the hidden connections behind things.

Especially this generation of human emperors, strong and thoughtful, and at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In its heyday, any trace of intuition in the heart should not be underestimated.

The Emperor of the People faintly realized that it was possible, but it was a small possibility, and his guess was right.

But he also understands that this instinct alone is not enough.

"I don't have a clue about this matter for the time being, wait for me to go back to the palace and go through the notes of the previous emperors." He thought to himself.

Such a terrifying existence could not have appeared recently, and the powerhouses of the past generations may have vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The Emperor of the People recorded the matter, and turned his gaze to a wall in the quiet room.

"Still, I found something else."

He reached out and tapped on the wall.

Knock, knock, the sound is hollow.

Half an hour later.

The hidden secret room opened, the storm was broken, and the bronze box was moved.

The lid of the box was opened, and the demon king and demon pill, the spirit flower and the spirit grass were all neatly stacked inside.

Only, the most evil Nine Refining Blood Infant Pill was missing, but the two people in the room didn't know about it.

King Qingyang was disgraced and a little annoyed, and patted his dirty black robe.

"Song Xiang, this old bastard, can really hide things."

He just volunteered to open the iron door of the secret room, but he didn't take a single step, and he was beaten by various mechanisms set up by King Changling.

When cracking the Gangfeng Formation on the five products, he almost got hit and was almost blown away by the Gangfeng wind.

The human emperor deliberately stood by and watched, making this reckless king who was more than 100 years old suffer a little, until the end he came to the rescue unhurriedly.

Looking at the funny appearance of King Qingyang, the Emperor felt that his mood was finally much more relaxed, and the surprise and depression of Fang Cai disappeared.

He smiled, "Song Xiang's collection is indeed a bit interesting." ”

When King Qingyang heard this, he knew it in his heart, and his title directly changed from "Song Qing" to "Song Xiang", which was enough to show the attitude of the emperor.

The treasure in front of him is incalculable, and in order to complete the transaction with the demon clan, God knows what King Changling has secretly done.

Reckoning is a foregone conclusion.

The birthday banquet in the palace outside is still going on, full of guests and friends, passing cups and sending lamps, so lively.

In the sound of the newspaper, a valuable birthday gift was given, and all the guests praised it one after another.

The prestige of the Changling Song clan reached its peak at this birthday banquet.

But the head of the Song family, a middle-aged man who had a secret meeting with King Changling, had a stiff smile and was absent-minded.

While dealing with the guests in front of the hall, he secretly looked into the backyard, and there was infinite panic in the depths of his eyes.

He had already discovered that the entire Song Mansion had been completely sealed off from the moment the Human Emperor stepped into the backyard.

The children of the Song family were all monitored by the emperor's guards.

An extremely bad feeling hovered in my heart.

What happened to the ancestor?

……

Above the wilderness, the wind goes and the wind comes again.

The dead branches and leaves, weeds, sand and gravel scattered all over the ground have gathered again and turned back to the image of Jianghaike.

The back armor of the Divine Turtle is indeed strange, as a heavy treasure on the six grades, it has the ability to spy on the universe, and has forced many strong people who are dormant in the shadows to appear.

But no one knew that the whole process of the second-generation human emperor collecting the back armor of the god turtle was clearly seen by a bamboo......

In fact, what are the treasures of the human race, and what is the power, Zhu An has basically mastered them, and has the corresponding methods of prevention, so there is no need to worry about it.

As for the current thoughtful sixth-generation emperor-

Since this person uses tortoiseshell divination, it shows that he has suspicion, and the strong man of this level, together with his suspicion, will not easily dissipate.

Zhu An knows it in his heart, and he doesn't care.

The death of King Changling was arranged by him reasonably, out of good intentions, to give the upper echelons of the human race a ready-made step.

This has been the case for thousands of years.

If you are willing to follow the steps he set, you can easily save effort.

If you have to be more honest and try to find out the secret, then it will ...... Waste a lot of time.

The strong people who can find him, at least the current Terrans, don't have any.

The breath of the Divine Turtle's back armor had long since dissipated, and Zhu An continued to walk on the vast wilderness.

"Well, there's one last thing left."

Raising his hand, there was a blood-red pill lying in the palm of his hand.

The Nine Refining Blood Infant Pill is like a ball of blood, wrapped in a skin-thin epidermis, which is extremely smooth and tender, and it feels like it will break if you touch it lightly.

In the center of the blood, there was a faint wriggling white object, which looked particularly permeable.

This Dan is a big injury to the heavens and the peace.

Behind every high-quality Chengdan is the life of countless pregnant women and babies.

Abducting and trafficking in human beings, killing innocents, and refining forbidden pills...... This Nine Refining Blood Infant Pill means that countless bloody sins are hiding in dark corners.

The human race in this heaven and earth has appeared in the same situation as the home earth.

Zhu An was a little emotional, but he also understood that this was inevitable.

Among the ten thousand demons, people are the most spiritual, but if they are cruel, even many demon clans can't stand it.

Black and white, complex and contradictory, together make up people.

Cleaning up the dark side of the human race has become a never-ending task.

Zhu An knows that he will definitely not be able to be busy on his own.

Fortunately, he has cultivated a lot of helpers, some of whom have risen and some are still growing.

In the wilderness, the young man lifted his hat, looked around, pondered for a moment, and finally chose a direction.

"I don't know how she's doing now."

……

Nanyang City, next to the city lord's mansion, is a small yamen with a plaque of "Holding the Mirror on behalf of the sky".

"Li Xiaozhu! Have you finished your dossier? A man in an official uniform sat behind a desk and asked with a straight face.

"No, no." A girl stood across from her, stammering in reply.

Li Xiaozhu, seventeen or eighteen years old, has a delicate appearance, long hair tied into a simple ball head, and a black suit, which looks refreshing and capable.

She also deliberately beat her leggings with strips of cloth today, dressed like a street patrol in charge of maintaining law and order.

However, hanging on her waist was not a quick token and a waist knife, but a glass mirror with a black iron shell, with a simple shape and a slight glow on the mirror.

This iron mirror is much better than catching a fast token, and if you put it outside, even if you are a cultivator, you have to give three points when you see it.

Because it represents an official identity - Mirror Guard.

Ordinary yamen could not control the cultivators' misdeeds, so the first emperor founded the Mirror Guard Organization, which was responsible for investigating, hunting down, and imprisoning those cultivators who committed crimes.

In addition, there are cases such as demon infiltration and ghostly haunting, and if the situation is not serious, it is generally handled by the mirror guard.

Li Xiaozhu is a rookie mirror guard in Nanyang City, with the lowest grade iron-bottomed glass mirror hanging from his waist.

said that she was a newcomer, but in fact, she has been a camera guard for almost two and a half years.

It's just that there is no opportunity to perform tasks at all, and he is busy dealing with various cases and documents every day, and has no practical experience.

This made Li Xiaozhu, who was ambitious, very anxious.

"Lord Team, the dossier is almost finished, and it will be completed in a few days."

At this moment, Li Xiaozhu carefully looked at the face of the commander opposite, and asked weakly, "Why don't I go on a mission with everyone first?" I'm all set. ”

After saying that, he waved his arm, showing the martial arts suit he was wearing today, which was just right for going out to fight.

"Out on a mission?" Team Zheng snorted coldly, "Your task is to sort out the files. ”

"When you're done sorting out this box of files, come back to me, I still have two boxes."

"Huh?" Li Xiaozhu was dumbfounded.

Returning to her seat, the little girl sighed as she faced the mountain of paperwork.

"If this continues, I will die suddenly before I become a chivalrous and righteous female swordsman."

"These people, deliberately forcing me, bad guys, are all bad guys......"

She muttered to herself as she stretched out her index finger and poked hard at the team's signature on the file to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Colleagues passed by, and when they saw Li Xiaozhu's collapsed appearance, they did not come up to comfort him, but instead showed a sarcastic expression, as if he was looking at a fool.

There are also Jingwei gloating, "Still refusing to bow your head? Then you can only sit on the cold bench for the rest of your life. ”

When Li Xiaozhu heard this, he immediately glared at him fiercely, "What do you bow your head, I can still live well on my own, why should I be a dog for others?" ”

The mirror guard didn't bother to argue, shook his head and left, and a low laugh rang out around him.

Looking around, there is no good face.

What I heard was all cold words.

Li Xiaozhu didn't bother with everyone anymore, flipped through the file by himself for a while, and then silently lay on the table, burying his head in his arms.

"It's hard."

"Alas, my aunt is gone, and no one in this world is willing to support me anymore."

“…… No, big brother will definitely help me. ”

"But where is the big brother? Or is he wandering around, being his charlatan? ”

"Will he come back to see me?"

Thinking of this, Li Xiaozhu tugged at the collar of his shirt, took out a small wooden carving hanging from his neck, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully.

It was a pocket-sized wooden sword, about the size of her little thumb, made of cyan, a bit like it was made of bamboo, and the craftsmanship was rough, no different from the simple toys of ordinary children.

But it has a special meaning for Li Xiaozhu, and he has always worn it with him.

Every time she feels depressed, she likes to look at this pocket wooden sword and think about some of her past experiences.

Then, the mood gradually improved, and sometimes he would giggle twice.

"My brother was deceiving the child back then, how could this be a flying sword?"