Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

"click click"

A mechanical sound like the turning of gears came from that body that looked no different from that of an ordinary human being, and it was extremely eerie in the silent alley.

The Taoist Hanhui used his long sword to support himself as he moved forward. With every step he took, the joints in his body made a sound of wear and tear.

Originally, this body could have lasted for a month, but in order to maintain the venomous temperament of Hanhui Taoist, he forced himself to fight with Huojia layman, which accelerated the damage to his body.

"click click"

Every step makes a sound.

The tooth-aching sound continued for a long time.

At the end is a weapons shop with white paper lanterns hanging.

"squeak"

Pushing open the door, a staggering figure appeared under the dim light.

The hunchbacked old man walked out slowly from the inner room and replaced the energy source stone that maintained the body of the Frost Gray Taoist.

It is warm and flexible, with blue veins throbbing vividly. Everything about it is exactly the same as that of a normal human body, without the slightest difference.

But even such a body needs to rely on energy stones to maintain normal operation.

The cold and gray Taoist.

No, it should be said that it is Qianshi Molang.

The Demon Realm has spies planted in several other realms.

It is rumored that Qianshi Molang's body is as weak as a child, but his mental strength is extremely strong.

For hundreds of years, he only cultivated his spiritual consciousness and did not learn any other magic power, physical strength or even cultivation.

His spiritual awareness far surpassed that of other cultivators, and even the alchemy masters who were famous for their mental power were inferior to him.

Some people even say that in terms of mental power, after the death of the Blood-Swallowing Old Demon, this person can rank second in the entire Demon Realm, second only to the Demon Lord in the Immortalization Stage.

The spiritual consciousness is so strong that the Thousand Consciousnesses Demon Lang divided it into thousands of pieces, each of which is enough to control a puppet.

A puppet is not worth much, but a puppet with another person's appearance and the ability to act with the help of another person's identity is extremely valuable.

The body of the Hanhui Taoist, the cultivation of the Hanhui Taoist, the spiritual power of the Hanhui Taoist, the memories of the Hanhui Taoist, and even the soul all belong to the Hanhui Taoist.

It cannot be detected even by soul-searching techniques. It is even more mysterious than possessing another's body.

Killing a person is not a skill, but making the dead exist like a living person is wonderful.

And Qianshi Molang can control thousands of such puppets at the same time.

The real Thousand-Knowledge Demon has no ability to protect himself, so he hides in a very secretive manner.

I heard that, except the Demon Lord, no one has ever seen his true body.

Qianshi Molang, who was wearing the body of a cold gray Taoist, asked: "Has the Thousand Eye Mirror been repaired?"

The hunchbacked old man knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Mr. Qianshi, the repairs have been completed."

Qianshi Molang is one of the ten demon lords.

"That's good. Tell the Demon Realm that I have something important to report to the Demon Lord."

The hunchbacked old man took out a one-foot square black lacquered ancient mirror, injected demonic energy into it, and a dark light flashed on the mirror body, while the mirror surface projected a light curtain.

A tall and thin man in a black robe appeared on the light screen, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and only a pale and pointed chin could be vaguely seen.

"Qian Shilang, His Majesty is not in the Morning Sky Palace."

The man in black robe seemed to be outside, with the corners of his robe blown by the wind, making him look even more desolate.

Qianshimolang immediately stood up from his chair to show his respect.

The hunchbacked old man had already retreated to the door, bowing his head and prostrating himself on the ground.

"Lord Kuiying, I have confirmed that the young master of Xiku is indeed in the academy's enrollment this time and has been successfully enrolled. Should we capture him while Mo Xiguan is away?"

A few months ago, the West Cave expanded its territory and unearthed a large metal mine while exploring the spiritual veins.

The location of the ore is not far from the Demon Realm, and is separated by a Warcraft wasteland.

If we get that mine, the weapons and armor made from it will be enough to greatly enhance the combat power of the Demon Realm.

When the Demon Lord learned about it, he personally conquered the wasteland, separated the mine from the West Cave Dragon and Tiger, and demanded 70% of the mineral rights.

Although the West Cave cannot defeat the Demon Realm, it has the support of several major clans in Zhongzhou.

The Lord of the West Cave knew clearly that the West Cave could not monopolize the large mineral resources. Instead of being torn apart and plundered by the shameless bully of the Demon Realm, it would be better to use it to negotiate with several major sects.

Supporting the latter could at least get strong men to take action, and it could also ensure the Gu family's absolute dominant position in the West Cave.

The Demon Realm will naturally not let it go as the West Cave behaves in this way.

Therefore, Qianshi Molang's mission is to kidnap Gu Beiguo, force the owner of the West Cave to back down, and hand over the mining rights to the Demon Realm.

In the academy, Vice President Mo Xiguan was not there, so there was a lack of strong people to guard the academy.

Kuiying raised his hand to stop him.

"There are many hidden talents in the First Academy. There is no guarantee that there are no hidden talents. We cannot rob them openly, we can only steal them secretly."

"Find a way to infiltrate our people, cooperate with your puppet spies to quietly abduct them, and immediately tear the space apart and bring them back to the Demon Realm."

"We can only succeed once, otherwise we will lose the chance to occupy the mines forever. Your Majesty asked me to inform you that this matter is entirely in your hands. Even if all the puppets are destroyed, you must capture the young master of the West Cave."

"Qian Shilang will obey the devil's orders." The puppet bowed and saluted.

"In addition, I accidentally learned a piece of news that Your Majesty should be interested in." Qianshi Molang said hesitantly.

"What is it? I can tell His Majesty for you later."

Qianshi Molang spoke slowly.

Afterwards, he witnessed with his own eyes that Lord Kuiying's dead face, which had not changed for thousands of years, changed its expression.

"Illegitimate daughter? He's her father? Impossible!" Lord Huiying suddenly raised his head, revealing a cold, upright and handsome face, and said without hesitation.

As if realizing that he had lost his composure, he pursed his lips and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Qianshi Molang: "..."

"I have shared my spiritual consciousness with the puppets at Shengyao College. The information from my spy is that a saint girl from a certain lineage in Southern Xinjiang, a disciple of Gui Yuzi, is under 20 years old."

"Could it be that there was an unknown love affair in the early years, or an unknown... pearl in the ocean?" Kuiying said to himself.

Qian Shi Mo Lang thought for a moment and said, "If he is drunk, this is also possible."

Viper Shadow: “…”

Damn! How could he say what he was secretly complaining about?

Kui Ying coughed tactically and said, "I will convey this matter to Your Majesty. In the meantime, you can go and confirm... your identity."

If it is true, Your Majesty will definitely cause trouble.

Qianshi Molang: "Yes."

next second.

The figure of the snake disappeared in the light curtain.

Qianshi Molang waved to the hunchbacked old man and gave him a few instructions.

The mortal world.

The rain came in torrents, pouring down in buckets.

The road was soaked by rain, and every step was muddy and difficult to walk on, with countless mud spots splashing everywhere.

Under the gray sky, a touch of green is particularly eye-catching.

Under the large and luxurious green jade umbrella, Qi Wu Yue buried his head in Xiao Lin's shoulder with an unhappy look on his face.

Xiao Lin hooked the legs of the person on his back and lifted them up. One of the two calves hanging in front of him swayed. The silver ornaments were shining, and the snow-white brocade boots were not dirty at all.