Several police cars, blaring lights, arrived in front of the ruined factory.
A dashing young female police officer stepped out of the police car with a group of people.
Behind her were also young-looking police officers.
There are probably about ten of them.
These police officers seemed a little nervous.
"A newbie?" Lingpingan thought: "A trainee who just graduated from the police academy?"
Probably only a young boy like this would be so nervous.
Seeing their embarrassed expressions, Lingpingan smiled and stepped forward to greet them.
"Excuse me, are you from the North Road Branch?" He tried to make his voice as gentle as possible so as not to put pressure on these police officers.
The leading female police officer seemed to be startled when she saw him. Although she hid it well, Lingpingan still noticed the flash of panic in the female police officer's eyes.
"What's going on?" Lingpingan was a little hard to understand.
"Yes..." The other party seemed to be trying very hard to calm down, and then squeezed out a smile: "I am Ning Qinghong, the Class B police sergeant from the North Road Branch!"
She looked at the scene, and the movement of swallowing saliva could be clearly seen on her white neck.
Just listen to her saying: "I was ordered to come here to receive... um... criminals..."
Lingpingan laughed heartily.
He pointed in front of the dozen or so black-robed men with their hands raised and who looked very well-behaved: "These...are members of the criminal gang..."
"And their leader..."
Lingpingan glanced at his feet from the corner of his eyes. He saw the guy who was beaten to pieces and seemed to have not recovered: "That's him! He seems to be some kind of ancestor..."
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Ning Qinghong tried hard to calm down.
At the same time, in the spiritual link, he comforted the accompanying comrades: "Don't be afraid... don't be afraid... Mr. Ling will not hurt us..."
But within the spiritual link, there is only the endless panic of my colleagues!
Some people were even scared to the point where their spiritual energy stagnated.
no way!
Everything in front of me was really too scary and terrifying.
The ground looked as if it had been hit by a meteorite.
Dense spider web-like cracks extended into the thick fog.
The young master Ling, on the other hand, took his time to step on the corpses under his feet.
The corpse was smashed to pieces by gravity!
Flesh, bones and internal organs have been mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.
The chief deacon of the Wean Sheng School, the one who performed the autopsy ceremony and is known as the most difficult person to kill in the world.
Now, he is too dead to die.
The robe that entrusted his body after his corpse was shattered by violence.
Every scrap of clothing was stained with blood.
And his soul was entangled by a black invisible tentacle.
The top of the tentacles is fully open.
Like a piranha flower from the depths of a nightmare.
Just like the evil ghost in that terrifying nightmare.
Drops of slime dripped.
The soul's cry and begging for mercy are heard in my ears.
Overhead, in the thick fog stood a huge ghost and god dozens of meters high.
His huge head hangs over this area.
Three eyes as big as lanterns looked at and scrutinized everything with malicious intent.
The air was filled with a terrifying and dangerous atmosphere.
The spiritual energy conveyed an extremely strange smell in the silence.
Vaguely, there seemed to be countless ghosts wailing in the thick fog.
This is the ultimate horror.
From our ancestors’ first memories of fear.
It also comes from the fear that comes from the day when spiritual intelligence is first born, after understanding ‘who I am’ and defining ‘my existence’.
Everyone will die.
No matter emperors, generals, or extraordinary beings with great supernatural powers.
Even gods will eventually perish.
Thus, death itself becomes a source of fear.
No matter how powerful the warrior is, no matter how smart the wise man is, they will all be afraid of death.
Now, death itself is revealed before our eyes.
turn out to be……
The general will die too...
turn out to be……
Even if he is as powerful as a general, he can be crushed to death with the same ease as a slaughtered chicken.
Ning Qinghong looked at the smashed corpses on the ground.
Feel the wailing and begging for mercy coming from the tightly bound and tortured soul.
There was only one sentence in her heart.
"Zhou is the emperor, and his death is inferior to that of an ordinary man!"
The chief deacon of the victory-weary school who claims to be impossible to kill by normal means, is the most perverted and ruthless butcher among the wanted criminals in the Federation Empire.
Now, the death is worse than that of a dog.
His soul was bound, constantly wailing and begging for mercy.
What he looks like now is probably worse than those innocent people who died in his hands.
In my ears, that person's voice came, very easy-going.
"These criminals are not only poaching rare and protected species here..."
Ning Qinghong raised her head and saw ghosts surrounding this person.
He gently stretched out his hand and caught a ghost.
Black military uniform, straight posture.
There is no doubt that this is a defender of the cross slope.
"Look..."
"How cute are these little things?"
Ning Qinghong swallowed and could only nod: "It's very cute!"
"They're protected, right?"
"Yes!" Ning Qinghong nodded vigorously.
The defenders within the cross slope are of course protected by law.
In a sense, they are also members of the Black Guard.
These respectable soldiers are all soldiers who died here back then.
Just listen to that person saying: "In addition to poaching, these people... also kidnapped several innocent people in order to cover up their crimes!"
"Even after seeing me, instead of surrendering, he dared to resist..."
"I can't help it!" He shrugged: "It's just a small punishment, a big warning, a small punishment!"
"Miss Police Officer!" He smiled and took his foot, gently stepping on the stump on the ground: "I can't help it!"
Ning Qinghong swallowed and said, "I understand!"
She remembered this person's character, so she tried her best to smile: "Sir, I will report your righteous deeds to the superiors in detail!"
The other party listened and was very satisfied.
"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Police Officer!"
"No trouble!" Ning Qinghong said quickly: "No trouble!"
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Carrying Peng Chang, Zhang Hui landed on the top of a building in Luming Villa.
Several staff members who were already waiting came over immediately.
Zhang Hui threw the ancestor of the Witch Gu Sect, which weighed only about ten kilograms, to those people, and said: "Send it to the extraordinary research institute of the Black Guards..."
"Tell the people at the institute to carefully observe and record the actual data of this specimen, and conduct analysis..."
Today's ancestor of the Witch Gu Sect has truly become a specimen.
He...no...its final value is probably to provide the black-clothed guard with a report on 'research and analysis of unknown spells'.
Maybe it can even play some role!
"Yes!" An official handed Peng Chang to several staff members.
Then he said to Zhang Hui: "General, the Imperial City Public Security Bureau just received an alarm call...it was the caller...who said they had caught a group of criminals..."
Zhang Hui listened and slowly raised his lips: "Sure enough..."
"That one still sticks to his character!"
After thinking for a while, Zhang Hui asked: "Who will lead the team to take over?"
"Reporting to General, this is His Excellency Ning Qinghong!"
"Oh!" Zhang Hui nodded, and he was not surprised.
Ning Qinghong is a typical model introduced by the black guards.
Typical of Qianjin City’s horse bones.
In the past, there has never been a black-clad guard who could reach the level of a general.
It’s not that there are few outliers among the Black Guards.
Rather, the aliens are actually not used to the atmosphere of the black guards.
I always feel that the guards in black control too much.
Therefore, many aliens will submit a "retirement report" before they become generals.
And the Black Guards and the Empire naturally know that forceful melons are not sweet.
Therefore, as long as a report is made, the person will be released after confirming that the other party has firmly decided to leave after retaining the person.
Ning Qinghong is the first alien strongman in the past two hundred years who still stayed in the black guards after breaking through the general.
Naturally, you will be treated favorably.
If there is any benefit, give it to her first.
To inspire those who come after you.
This is also a kind of demonstration: to show all the heterogeneous people - we are really all the same.
"Where is the governor now?" Zhang Hui asked again.
"Reporting to the general, the Governor was connected to us ten minutes ago. His special plane should be over Liangzhou at this moment..."
Zhang Hui nodded and turned around.
He looked at the movement in the direction of the palace under the dark night.
He could sense that the spiritual energy fluctuations in the direction of the palace had stagnated.
The battle is over.
So, he connected to the communication and asked: "Brother Song, how is the situation?"
Song Shihui's faint laughter came from the communicator: "Fortunately, Qian Qianqiu's life has been taken away!"
"Thank you for your hard work, sir!" Zhang Hui hung up the communication.
The bat demon Qian Qianqiu is not an anomaly.
To be precise, he was a madman who transformed from a human into a demon.
In the era of spiritual energy recovery, not only aliens can cultivate human bodies and become species that are almost the same as humans.
Humans can also practice certain evil spells and turn themselves into monsters.
Qian Qianqiu is one of them.
and……
Qian Qianqiu is also a very special type among these demons.
It is said that he emerged from the mysterious 'nightmare space'.
He is a strong man in the nightmare space.
Therefore, there are life-saving techniques.
Killing him once is not enough.
He is not afraid of death either!
"Nightmare Space..."
Thinking of the weird and mysterious nightmare space, Zhang Hui frowned.
The black-clad guards have been pursuing the nightmare space.
Special agencies have also been set up to deal with this.
It even sent many people into that nightmare space to explore.
After making sacrifices, I gradually reached the threshold.
pity……
More than two months ago, all work on the nightmare space came to a halt.
All members of the Black Guard who have infiltrated into the nightmare space will no longer be punished by the so-called 'space' for leaking information about the nightmare space.
However, this is more troublesome.
Because before, the nightmare space had loopholes and loopholes to exploit.
That thing, in Black Guard's research, seems to be a monster that is more similar to a computer than a human.
Its logic and procedures are relatively dull.
Therefore, the Black Guards have experimented with various methods to safely carry out the secrets and intelligence of the nightmare space.
But two months ago, that nightmare space underwent drastic changes.
Since then, everything related to the nightmare space, whether it is language, writing, or anything recorded by any other means.
They will all be disturbed for some incomprehensible reason.
To put it simply, any words and language involving the nightmare space are blocked by an incomprehensible force.
Those who enter the nightmare space, when talking about anything related to the nightmare space.
No one else can hear, see or feel it.
"The weirdness of the nightmare space..."
"Some of his characteristics are very similar to that one..."
"Is it possible that... that person is the source of all the changes in the nightmare space?"
Zhang Hui thought.
If this is the case...
Perhaps, in the future, Black Guards can cooperate with them.
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Lingpingan looked at the female police officer in front of him and blinked: "Can I leave?"
"Don't you need to take notes?"
This is somewhat surprising.
Isn’t that what happens on TV?
However, he was still very happy to be able to settle the matter so simply.
After all, it's already past one o'clock.
Ning Qinghong trembled as she listened.
record?
How dare she let this person follow her to the police station to take notes?
Therefore, she smiled sweetly: "Sir... we already understand the relevant matters clearly!"
"You acted bravely tonight..."
"According to the law and system, you can indeed leave!"
"Of course...if it's convenient for you, just add a souvenir..."
"If something happens later or I need to trouble you, I will communicate with you again..."
As soon as Lingpingan heard this, he happily took out his cell phone.
But the latter seemed to be stupid, staring blankly at Lingpingan's side.
Lingpingan blinked and didn't quite understand, so he had to ask: "Miss police officer, are there flowers on my face?"
Ning Qinghong immediately shook her head and forced out a smile: "No!"
But the shock and fear in her eyes were beyond comparison!
Because, what she sees now in her eyes is extremely magnificent and magical!
The moment this mysterious spiritual master took out his cell phone.
Ning Qinghong saw that the fog shrouding the entire cross slope was like a tide, rolling towards the young master Ling.
It turned into thin strips of smoke and penetrated into his skin and clothes.
The gods tens of meters high were like a puff of smoke, curling into his shadow.
It only takes a moment.
The thick fog disappeared completely.
And that huge god completely penetrated into his shadow and became an insignificant projection.
The moonlight falls from the sky.
His shadow, reflected on the ground, was unremarkable.
but……
Ning Qinghong felt extremely shocked!
"That ghost and god... is just a reflection of his shadow?"
This fact made Ning Qinghong extremely frightened!
Because, if the facts are true.
So……
How many things are hidden in his shadow?
Ning Qinghong stupidly took out her mobile phone, scanned the other party's souvenir, and then clicked on the friend request with trembling hands.
The other party clicked OK with a smile, and then put the phone away.
At this time, a heroic spirit that had been lingering beside him floated down in front of Ning Qinghong and transformed into a female officer who looked a little childish.
The heroic spirit saluted Ning Qinghong, and then begged: "General...can you please beg him for us..."
"Please allow us to continue living here?"
Ning Qinghong listened, although she didn't quite understand why these heroic spirits didn't say anything themselves.
But, she didn't hesitate.
After just thinking about it for a moment, he mustered up the courage and asked in a tone that this man would like: "Master..."
"Look at these little things... aren't they cute?"
She gently hugged the female heroic spirit.
Lingpingan looked at the little thing flying in front of his eyes, smiled and nodded: "It's very cute!"
"Did these little things appear because of what happened back then?" Lingpingan asked, trying to complete his reasoning.
Ning Qinghong nodded: "Yes!"
After the spiritual energy is revived, after most people die, their souls will naturally dissipate.
But in a few cases, there will be individuals who are attached to their lives.
These individuals became the original ghosts.
Some are very kind and just linger on the roads and houses where they were born.
But there are also some that are very vicious.
They often create ghosts and harm people.
But whether it is good or evil.
Their existence is harmful to living people.
When ghosts are extremely cold or cold, just wandering around will cause people nearby to become mentally weak and sickly.
Therefore, the black guards had to build a demon-suppressing prison underground in the northwest desert.
Send the found ghosts there for placement or trial.
However, the space of the Demon Suppression Prison is limited after all.
Moreover, if the ghosts stay there for a long time, even the kind ghosts will go crazy because of the cramped environment.
Until the Weisheng School built a blue-falling yellow spring here.
Move a piece of underworld from the underworld to the present world and blend it with the present world.
This is a disaster, but it is also an opportunity.
After pacifying the victory-weary school, the black-clothed guards will send all the ghosts found from all over the world to this place to be placed or imprisoned.
The underworld is naturally much better for ghosts than the prison in the northwest desert.
The rich yin energy after midnight nourishes the souls of the ghosts and maintains their sanity.
It also allows them to live here.
Thinking back on these things, Ning Qinghong asked: "Master..."
"They want to stay here..."
"Would you agree?"
Lingpingan laughed: "Why do you ask me such a thing?"
"This is their hometown..."
He gently held the two small fireflies and said, "Let them live happily here!"
The police officer's explanation let him know that he had guessed correctly.
These little bugs are the victims of a pollution leak.
Some kind of mutated glowing insect.
"Let's not disturb their lives casually!"
There may still be toxic substances left in this land.
Nature will slowly heal the scars here.
So, Lingpingan held the two little bugs in his hands and let them fly away.
But the little ones seemed to like him very much, and more and more of them gathered around his hands.
Under the moonlight, hundreds of fireflies dance gracefully.
Incomparably beautiful and extremely wonderful.
Ning Qinghong also looked on stupidly.
Everyone present raised their heads.
However, what they saw was an extremely spectacular sight.
The moonlight is like water, with strips hanging down.
The earth beneath your feet pulses slowly.
Thick netherworld spiritual energy spurted out from the cracks, nourishing the earth and the damaged Yin houses.
Vaguely, Ning Qinghong heard a voice coming from this person's shadow.
"I grant you the authority to act as the City God!"
A luminous robe appeared from the female heroic spirit who was hugged by Ning Qinghong.
The female heroic spirit looked at the robe that suddenly appeared on her body in surprise.
Suddenly, she seemed to understand something.
He slowly bent his knees and bowed: "Zhuang Qiu, please accept your orders! Mr. Fu!"
Ning Qinghong's eyes widened.
An idea emerged from the bottom of her heart.
"This is opportunity!"
Yes! This is the opportunity that everyone is chasing and wanting.
An opportunity for a carp to leap over the dragon's gate.
A stairway to the sky.
She finally understood why everyone was pursuing it feverishly and even doing all kinds of things in a humble way.
Because, the person in front of me.
This mysterious spiritual master indeed has the power to turn stone into gold!
As long as he is happy, there is nothing he can't do!
Just like now...
One word establishes a god.
And he is the god in charge of the Underworld and Yin Division!
City God!
what does that mean?
Ning Qinghong knew it all too well!
You know, in legend, the city god can hold two positions.
It is said that the sun is judged by the day and the yin is judged by the night.
In other words, this female heroic spirit named Zhuang Qiu can have a chance to break the shackles of ghosts and obtain a physical entity!
