In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

Lin Qingyan walked out of the study room of the Qianhu Office.

Two female adjutants had been waiting for a long time at the door. When they saw her come out, they immediately went to greet her.

"Master Lin."

"Yes."

Lin Qingyan nodded slightly and told them that the "two brothers Qiankun" had both died.

Chen Xiu and He Yue were shocked when they heard this, and there was a hint of satisfaction in their eyes.

There is no need to say much about the eldest son of the Zheng family. He is a complete scumbag and evil young man, and it is naturally not a pity to die.

Although the second son of the Zheng family has restrained himself, he has also done a lot of bullying.

After becoming a centurion of the Demon Suppression Division through connections, he relied on the power of his Zheng family to form gangs and factions in the government office and do whatever he wants.

Zheng Kun is absolutely to blame for the corruption of the Changle County Demon Suppression Division branch.

Not to mention that he would harass Lord Lin for no reason, like a buzzing fly, which made the two followers very annoyed.

Now that the two brothers have died suddenly, it is really a relief!

"Hey? Lord Lin..."

Chen Xiu's expression moved, and he looked around, then lowered his voice and asked mysteriously:

"You said this... Could it be that Lord Gu did it?

Didn't he come back with us because of personal matters before? Could it be that he went to eliminate harm for the people?"

Hearing this, Lin Qingyan hadn't answered yet, but He Yue on the side quickly retorted:

"Don't talk nonsense! How could Lord Gu do such a thing?"

"Besides, the direction we came back from Black Wind Mountain is exactly opposite to the location of the Zheng family's suburban manor.

Such a long distance, do you think Lord Gu has wings to fly over?"

"What if Lord Gu really can fly?"

Chen Xiu was still stubborn.

Since seeing Gu Cheng's ability, this female adjutant has become his brainless flatterer.

How much she despised before, how much she flattered now, it can be said that she is quite bipolar.

He Yue was more rational, and began to argue with Chen Xiu.

"..."

Lin Qingyan stood between the two of them, silent.

She was no longer surprised by these two lively subordinates.

And to be fair, she actually supported Chen Xiu's point of view.

Lin Qingyan knew the conflict between Gu Cheng and the Gu brothers, and believed that he had the ability.

However, in the heart of this cold and beautiful lady, Gu Cheng obviously has a bigger plan...

"With Captain Zhao's character, he obviously didn't want to ask for help from the headquarters at first.

But after learning about Zheng Kun's death, he felt that he was provoked by the Rebirth Cult and immediately changed his mind."

"Could it be that... Gu Cheng had long anticipated Captain Zhao's thoughts, so he took this opportunity to kill him?"

"Not only can he kill his enemy, but he can also perfectly blame the Rebirth Cult, and help Captain Zhao make up his mind... Kill three birds with one stone!"

A strange look flashed in Lin Qingyan's clear eyes.

Looking up at the quietly falling night, she became more and more curious about her nominal 'fiancé'.

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Just when Lin Qingyan was secretly thinking about it.

In the wealthy area of ​​​​South City, there is a huge mansion comparable to the Yamen of the Demon Suppression Department.

In Changle County, the only one who can have such financial resources is the Zheng family, which is comparable to the 'local emperor'.

In the Zheng family's old house, in a very spacious study.

An old man with gray hair, a strong body, and dressed in gorgeous clothes was going crazy, smashing everything in the study.

The noise was like a typhoon passing through.

The servants outside the house were scared away from this place, fearing that their master would be angry.

"Who is it! Who did it!"

"Who killed my two beloved sons!"

Zheng Tianlu's eyes were bloodshot, his hair was disheveled, and he looked crazy, like a raging lion.

He had sons in his old age, and he doted on his two sons.

Now that his two beloved sons had both died, he felt heartbroken and fell into hysterical madness.

Another stick of incense passed.

Until he smashed all the treasured ornaments in the study to pieces and vented some of his anger.

Zheng Tianlu gasped and his mood gradually calmed down.

He turned around.

He found that there was a gray-clothed boy on the only remaining chair in the study.

The gray-clothed boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and he looked quite handsome.

But his face was too pale, coupled with his deep but dull black eyes, he looked not only unpleasant, but also a little creepy.

"Are you feeling better, Tianlu?"

The gray-clothed boy held a porcelain cup and looked at the old man quietly.

In his deep black eyes, there was aA sense of vicissitude that does not belong to his age.

"Saint Envoy..."

Zheng Tianlu hurriedly bowed and saluted, not daring to be negligent in his attitude.

"Look at it more openly, isn't it just the death of two sons? You talk as if no one has ever died..."

The young man gently shook the liquid in the porcelain cup, which was not filled with wine or tea, but scarlet blood.

"Children are just the continuation of your life.

But when you have a life span of thousands of years, what difference does it make whether you have children or not?"

"..."

Zheng Tianlu bowed his head and said nothing, clenched his fists, and angrily said in his heart that this was pure heresy.

But in front of the Holy Envoy of the Rebirth Sect, he did not dare to overstep his authority, and had to quickly change the subject:

"Lord Holy Envoy, the ritual altar hidden on the Black Wind Mountain has been destroyed by the scum of the Demon Suppression Division.

Even the two fox demons who are proficient in the arrangement of formations were killed by them before... What should we do next?"

"Hmph! Isn't this entirely your own fault?"

The gray-clothed boy crossed his legs and snorted coldly:

"As early as a month ago, when I accidentally met that 'little girl from the Xu family', I warned you.

Your promotion ceremony can no longer be delayed, and the most extreme measures must be taken, but you refuse to listen!"

"..."

Mr. Zheng lowered his head even deeper.

He has only been a member of the Rebirth Sect for a few years, so naturally he has not completely become a crazy cultist.

With his remaining conscience, he still couldn't let go of his family, his ancestral foundation, and Changle County, his hometown where he had lived for decades.

"But fortunately, there is still room for recovery..."

The gray-clothed boy smiled slightly and took out a blood-red helmet from the storage bag on his waist.

The helmet was dark red all over, shaped like a human skull.

A faint blood-red halo flowed on the helmet, as if it was made of blood, and it looked extremely evil.

Zheng Tianlu's face changed slightly after seeing the blood-skull helmet, and his eyes were full of resistance and struggle.

"Tianlu, everyone in the world cannot escape death.

In this case, why not let them become the dead souls of my holy disciples and become the nutrients for our pursuit of "immortality"? "

The boy saw through the struggle in the old man's eyes at a glance.

A happy smile appeared on his pale face, and he whispered:

"Besides, the Demon Suppression Division has discovered your arrangement and will certainly not sit idly by. It is only a matter of time before we ask our experts to come and investigate this matter thoroughly."

"When they find out the truth of the matter, with the nature of those murderous people in Tianshui City, do you really think your family can survive?"

"Since we are going to die anyway, what difference does it make in whose hands?"

The gray-clothed boy drank the blood in the porcelain cup, licked the scarlet at the corner of his mouth, and continued:

"You still have about ten days."

"If you succeed by chance, you will be promoted to the innate level in one fell swoop and escape the subsequent pursuit of the Demon Suppression Division.

Then take this [Blood Skull Helmet] and go to the place where we first met to find me..."

After speaking, the boy's figure suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared out of thin air.

Only a strange skull helmet was left, quietly placed on the chair.

A pair of empty eye sockets stared at Master Zheng, exuding an extremely strange but bewitching aura.

"..."

One person and one skull looked at each other, and the study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

For a long time.

Zheng Tianlu took a deep breath, and the struggle and confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a kind of determination like crazy after being forced into a desperate situation!

"Come here!"

Shua-Shua--

Two men in black responded by entering the study and kneeling on one knee.

"Master, what do you want?"

"Go and inform the Wolf King and the Pig King, tell them that I have something important to discuss with them..."