Meng Qi almost couldn't help laughing. To be honest, after confirming that the Demon Emperor's will was to let him tell the story as soon as possible, he would not feel any danger when entering the Demon Emperor's Palace. It was not a big deal to agree to hang his wings.

But he and he were only an old acquaintance, had no friendship, and were ranked first in terms of cause and effect.

"I counted on my fingers and it was not advisable to enter again today." Meng Qi said seriously.

Chuying Yizi released the corner of her robe and said blankly: "When did you pinch your fingers?"

Before he could continue talking, Meng Qi turned his mind: "In my heart!"

"When you meet the little fox, the descendant of the Demon Saint, and tell her that I have something to come to her, then contact me and accompany you to explore the Demon Emperor Palace."

"Tsk, if you don't see a rabbit, you won't show your eagle. We thought you were a character at the beginning. OK. When we meet the little fox, we will contact you. Uh, how should we contact you?" The drooping wings fluttered.

Meng Qi took out another Wanjie Password and mentioned a few words about how to use it: "... As long as you are not in the Demon Emperor's Hall, you can contact me."

Speaking of this, his expression turned serious: "If you meet you in the future, I will eliminate the harm with your own hands!"

The drooping wings stuttered: "We, can't we eat vegetarian food? Can fish be used? Can be beef..."

He asked like a cannon, but Meng Qi had expected it. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and stepped into the spring and returned to the East China Sea.

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In the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, Meng Qigang sat down cross-legged and took out the fragments of the Haotian Mirror, preparing to use the Overlord's "Thunder God He Me" feature to sense the "Ananda He Me" brand, thereby shortening the time for his own "He Me Me" to leave his "He Me Me".

At this moment, the all-world identifier suddenly sounded, which was a call request from the drooping wings.

"You met the little fox so soon?" Meng Qi asked casually.

Chuyizi's tone was quite excited: "Not yet, we just think that the world of Wanjie is very interesting. Forums, live broadcasts, and Wanjie Mall are all very fun, especially suitable for the divine beasts who are good at communicating. I just replied to all posts on each forum, and they said they were flooded with water and banned from speaking. I can't speak. Can you help unblock it? And how to get the Yuanhuang coins? We are interested in a lot of good things..."

He chatted endlessly, with a standard nonsense, Meng Qi's expression was dull, and he wanted to shave himself. Why did he give this Wanjie Identifier and his own contact information? Isn't this actively seeking noise attack?

When I got into contact with the little fox, I immediately blocked this guy!

"Stop, I will ask a professional to help you." Meng Qi interrupted Chu Yizi's words and did not hesitate to change Chu Yizi's call with him to the Wanjie Identifier of the Concierge Da Qinggen.

"Da Qinggen, I will help me answer the call from the descendant of Kunpeng in the future. I will only transfer it to me when there is any substantial news or other useful clues from the descendant of the demon saint." He ordered.

Da Qinggen immediately stood attentively and said, "Yes, Master in charge!"

The descendant of Kunpeng? He was full of treasures! When he thought about it, his tone subconsciously seemed friendly: "Hey, is Chuying Yizi? I am your uncle and I was having a relationship with the demon master at the beginning!"

Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, his spiritual consciousness converged, his heart calmed down, and a little spiritual light arises on the spiritual platform, falling into a glass lamp of Taoism, turning black and white light, burning the "Thunder God, me" feature.

The light of a glass light shines on the fragments of the Haotian Mirror, with darkness and a illusion of the universe.

I don’t know how long it took, Meng Qi let out a light thrill.

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A kerosene lamp is placed on the table, emitting a light far better than candlelight and green lamps. It is also well-structured and blocks the wind. The only thing that makes people tired is the smell of burning. Of course, some guys have strange hobbies and especially like this smell, and Gu Liang is one of them.

He leaned against the bed, took a deep breath of the burning kerosene smell, and his eyes were cast on the dark blue police uniform on the chair. In another three days, next Monday, he would be able to get rid of his internship and become a formal police officer at the Far East Police Department, which is the "New Scotland Yard".

I don’t know which department I will be assigned to? It’s best to be the Criminal Investigation Department or the Organized Crime Investigation Department... Gu Liangyao was thinking about the future, and was excited and nervous.

But no matter what, after becoming a formal police officer, your salary will double to thirty silver dollars, and you won’t have to live so simple anymore.

It is indeed not easy to live alone in the most prosperous city in the Far East!

Gu Liang finished his fantasy, picked up the books around him, and read them. This was a book "The World of Anecdotes" compiled by the Western Lu Spiritual Society that he borrowed from his colleagues. It was particularly attractive to him who liked ghost thriller novels, especially this kind of nonsense and serious type.

"In the spiritual world, there are seven recognized demons." The first sentence of the article made Gu Liang excited. This was the first time he knew a similar statement.

"The core of chaos, the ancient demon god, is the original sin of all, the source of fall, and the head of all devils..."

"The Gate of Ten Thousand Gate, the Evil Wise, the Lord of the Maze of Time and Space, are all called the same demon god. He appears late, no more than thirty years at the latest, but has the most confusing power, the most crazy knowledge, and countless sects connecting all the realms of the demon realm..."

"The Dark Mother God, the Creator of All Things, the Mother of All Demon Kings..."

"The fear of the great demon, the oldest and most intense emotion of living beings is fear..."

"All things are one, let all the demon gods who return to chaos..."

"The faceless pharaoh, the only crazy evil thing that has become a demon with a human body is the culprit who causes the death of millions of creatures in the Black Continent and civilization remains in the primitive and barbaric state..."

"The Falling God, once the protector of mankind, the creator of civilization, the highest god for thousands of years, fell off his throne, was infected with evil, and became the craziest and bloodthirsty demon god. The reason for the fall is unknown, and it is suspected to be related to the three hundred years of history lost in the Far East..."

Just the introduction of the seven demons made Gu Liang feel a thrilling and exciting feeling, while the description of the fallen God made him sigh.

Yes, it is precisely because of the regression of civilization in the Far East that history is in darkness and ignorance. Apart from words and a small number of classics and no inheritance, it has become a major region in the Western Land, and civilization and security are covered. Even the Far East Police Department has to take the title of New Scotland Yard to show that it is related to Western Land Scotland Yard.

There are no gods that worship, and there are no legends of evil demons and ghosts among the people. The existence in this area is blank, and is easily occupied by spiritual practices in the Western Land, major god churches, etc., and is filled with legends similar to the seven demon gods.

As a Far Eastern native, Gu Liang sighs whenever he thinks of history.

He read quietly, fell asleep at the right time, and said nothing all night. The next day, Gu Liang put on a blue police uniform, wore a sword-shaped symbol and name, and the armband of the trainee policeman number, picked up a baton, walked out of the room, went down the stairs, and came to the street.

The morning mist on the street is thin, with people coming and going, with four-wheeled or two-wheeled carriages, and rickshaws driven by humans. Sometimes novel bicycles can be seen, and rows of wires are over the middle of the road.

After waiting for a while, Gu Liang saw the tram coming from afar, so he sorted out the collar of the coat. He was about to squeeze in, but he saw a fat man in police uniform walking down.

"Good morning, Sheriff Huang." Gu Liang subconsciously stood attentively and saluted.

Sheriff Huang Yuanbo glanced at Gu Liang: "It just so happens that you don't have to go to New Scotland Yard. There is a murder case nearby. You can follow me to see it, and the others will come later."

Gu Liang was excited, but also nervous, because there must be a corpse at the murder scene!

Sure enough, after arriving at the crime scene at Sanchuan Hotel, Gu Liang saw a charred body, the smell penetrated his nose and almost vomited it out.

While instructing Gu Liang not to touch him, she wore white gloves and inspected the body and the items on the scene.

Gu Liang's eyes dripped, he moved away from the body, looked to the side and found an open box containing exquisite and beautiful pocket watches.

"Watch merchant?" He judged the identity of the deceased.

"Very rich..." the sheriff added, because he opened the suitcase next to the body, which contained gold bars, giving off a brilliant light that made the eyes of both of them straighten.

After swallowing his spit with difficulty, the sheriff glanced at Gu Liang and suddenly felt a little regretful. He had known that he would not call this boy.

Wait until the others come to meet up, and you have enough time to do something!

He calmed down, looked through the corpse carefully, and said in confusion: "Why did it look like it was struck by lightning?"

"There hasn't been thunder these days..." Gu Liang blurted subconsciously.

"It's because there is no thunder. He has lightning patterns on his body." The sheriff found that the corpse was tightly clamped with one hand, so he opened it and found that there was a silver-white sheet inside, with strange patterns and buttons, showing a strange beauty!

"Is this a clue?" Gu Liang looked at him.
Chapter completed!