Maybe Mr. Wang was efficient and thoughtful, or maybe the person behind the gloomy sacrifice felt Sheng Lingyuan on the plane and did not dare to do any extra moves. In short, they flew back to Yong'an headquarters very smoothly, and even arrived a quarter of an hour in advance.

It was almost noon when the plane arrived at Xishan. It seemed that it had just snowed in the north. The rarely visited Xishan Mountain turned white overnight. Apart from the scattered crows and sparrows, birds flew away. Compared with Yuyang, which was a heat wave in the coconut forest, it was another scenery.

Sheng Lingyuan fought all directions during his lifetime, and of course he knew the differences between the north and the south. He just didn't pass directly from south to north in the two games of chess. His Majesty's face was not moving, but he was secretly shocked.

I realized that the speech I asked Xuan Ji before setting off, "Why don't you fly by yourself" was a frog in the well.

Not to mention Xuan Ji, even the ancient Kunpeng - those legendary gods who can travel thousands of miles a day, have such a skill to drive at a speed of lightning?

"Well, although it is a special plane that performs special missions, it is actually modified with small civilian aircraft, and it has no technical content." Comrade Wang Ze is simply the conscience of the tour guide industry. He never stopped even after opening his mouth. He talked about the legendary legends of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign history, "Those who are truly technical are engaged in military industry and aerospace."

Xuan Ji unscrewed the second bottle of mineral water and was defeated in the struggle for His Majesty's attention. Firstly, he had just joined the company and could not be as familiar as the old fried dough stick Wang Ze. Secondly, although he was able to speak, he would still have dry mouths if he talked too much. He was not as unique as the water system, and his saliva was inexhaustible.

Sheng Lingyuan was confused, and when Wang Ze spitted and told him about things like "manned space technology", "space station", and "moon spacecraft". He just politely praised a few words, but he didn't believe it.

Mortals go to heaven, gods fall to the ground, time flows back, life and death are reversed... Wouldn't that be a mess?

Nonsense.

The plane stopped on the special apron of the Extra Control Bureau. Wang Ze and Xuan Ji had already fully popularized the functions of more than 100 floors of the General Administration Building. The wind was howling outside and snow was covered. As soon as they entered the hall on the 36th floor, the constant temperature indoor heating was rolled over without saying a word.

Sheng Lingyuan's spiritual sense swept away, and he knew that the heating came from the hot water pipes buried under the walls and the ground. He couldn't help but sigh that this was much more sophisticated than the burning fire walls in the mausoleum palace that year. Looking at the lighting in the building, the passage up and down (elevator), even the luxury and desire of King Weiyu's White Jade Palace was so despicable that it was not worth mentioning.

Sheng Lingyuan suddenly understood why these "special abilities" in contemporary times seem very "ignorant", and he doesn't even know some tricks available everywhere in life - they really don't have to do it.

However, the two guides soon became mute together, and Director Xiao himself was waiting on the 36th floor.

"Mom..." Wang Ze swallowed, squeezed a "buzz" out of his throat, and asked Xuan Ji, "See, is Lao Xiao's face covered with lead powder? I see that his Yin Tang is black."

"Son," Xuan Ji answered dryly, "not only do I see that he is even black in his scalp."

Director Xiao shot a sneer from a distance: "Commander Wang, Director Xuan, you have returned from triumphantly quickly. The big red flowers prepared for the two have not been laid yet."

Xuan Ji and Wang Ze looked at each other and felt that this "big red flower" might have been an order placed from the shroud shop.

These pair of inflicted disasters carefully and resonatedly shrank into a quail shape, and hid behind Sheng Lingyuan together. Sheng Lingyuan's "Sword Spirit" who attacked Director Xiao at night was smiling, and did not take the little thunder beast that was trying to stop at all, and was still quietly admiring the building of the alien control bureau.

Xiao Zhengli was angry, his lung leaves were like bellows, and he was breathing, and he couldn't help but volcano erupted: "Bribery of the administrator of the dangerous area, artificially causing security loopholes, resulting in the loss of high-risk seals, and a 'gloom sacrifice and sea' came out, and he almost fucked Yuzhou Island! Wang Ze! You are no longer dereliction of duty, do you know? You are dereliction of duty! The crime of corruption! The crime of bribery and bribery! Say it is serious that you are anti-human! The prison for fifteen years is not capped!"

Director Huang rushed over after hearing the news. After hearing the long verdict, he was afraid that General Xiao would drag the boss Feng Shen out to death, so he quickly advised: "It's not that it's understandable, it's understandable."

"And you!" Xiao Zheng pointed his gun at Xuan Ji again, "Why don't you report when you find a problem? You don't even say hello when you take action in private! What's wrong, you are so arrogant to be a colleague of your old man? You still let the weapon around you go around you, neither sending security checks nor signing a full responsibility agreement..."

Xuan Ji said faintly: "I signed it."

Xiao Zheng didn't think about it: "Then wasn't it because you made a big profit of your credit card Huabei again, and you found that a salary was not enough to spend!"

Xuan Ji could have refuted with confidence, but when he thought of his operation of clearing the shopping cart with one click, he was speechless for a moment. He was hitting Sheng Lingyuan's somewhat surprised gaze, and he became more and more ashamed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

Sheng Lingyuan heard the fat girl in the aftermath department talk about what is the "full responsibility agreement". At first glance, he thought that the little demon had taken the wrong medicine, and then changed his mind. He felt that Xuan Ji had some truth - everyone had the same position. With this full responsibility agreement, it would be much more convenient for him to move around the world. The other party expressed such sincerity. As long as he did not deliberately seek trouble, he would definitely repay his kindness and be scruples. Anyway, he did not want to stay in the world for a long time, but just wanted to solve the problem quickly and rest early. This "full responsibility agreement" could not be tied up for a lifetime.

After thinking about it, Sheng Lingyuan couldn't help but look at Xuan Ji Gao. Although they did not have a deep hatred, they had a lot of conflicts since they met. Although this little demon was a little playful and unreliable, he had been in the world for a long time and had no shortage of cunning and shrewdness, and was very generous in dealing with things. His Majesty was used to seeing people very complicatedly. He never expected that Xuan Ji was just in love and was owed for a moment.

Director Huang smiled and advised with kindness: "Oh, understand, follow the power of things urgently."

Xiao Zheng was furious: "No organization and no discipline! You guys should..."

"Good commendation," Director Huang hugged Xiao Zheng's shoulder and slapped him off. "This time, thanks to our comrades' quick reaction, otherwise this second gloomy sacrifice would be unimaginable. What a guy, one hundred and eight clones, I was sweating when I heard it."

Xiao Zheng: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Director Huang praised everyone one by one, and even Sheng Lingyuan, the "magical sword spirit", did not fall behind. Finally, he greeted Yan Qiushan with a focus - not a polite greeting, Director Huang really cared about Yan Qiushan's body, prognosis, various family conditions, etc. in detail, and at least he carefully considered the treatment of his ex-Chief Commander-in-Chief.

"Yan is a real hero. I was sold out in the past... the decision to punish Zhichun was a bit too unkind. Zhichun was injured at work. Later, something happened, and the bureau did not protect it well. The bureau should bear the responsibility for any losses caused to the outside world. How can it be handled like this? Xiao Xiao, remember to notify the logistics, internal audit, and inspect several departments to come over. We will re-study the matter of Zhichun being poisoned and injured. Recognize and compensate. The honors that should be given must be in place! We cannot let our heroes bleed and cry on the front line."

After saying that, Director Huang changed his voice and said seriously: "I have already drawn the most elite spiritual field department from the three special forces and formed an expert investigation team. We will hand over the prisoners now. The bureau attaches great importance to this matter. As long as there are clues, we will follow them to the end. No matter who it will involve, whether it is a powerful or an ancestor, or even a god, I will definitely give everyone an explanation."

Director Huang said, pressing Xiao Zheng's shoulder quietly. Director Xiao, who was barking wildly, immediately calmed down and pushed his glasses restrainedly. He wanted to maintain his cold look that was not related to his own affairs, but his failed expression management sold him to the bottom.

Wang Ze was stunned and suddenly remembered that Xiao Zheng was in Fengshen when he was internship... It was strange that all kinds of people who were not easy to get along with and had bad popularity like Fengshen, and I don’t know why.

Later, because Xiao Zheng had a good image, high education and superior family background, he was transferred to Thunder. Unlike Feng Shen, a group of savages who were rolling all over the ground, Thunder mostly carried out large-scale activities security tasks, foreign-related exchanges, etc., it was the "facade" of the General Administration and took the upper-level route. The top leader of the General Administration's Security Department often rose to the top. What a good thing, but the boy refused and refused to leave. Mr. Yan considered his future and asked his grandfather to sue his grandmother to sign for him. At that time, Xiao Zheng, a lifelong patient with advanced cancer, had a big fight with Mr. Yan.

Wang Ze remembered the message sent to Mr. Yan on Lao Xiao's mobile phone, and realized that Director Xiao was so angry that he was not because they did not report to his "superior" in private actions, but... he did not tell him this brother.

Wang Ze's eyes suddenly turned red. The rift of the loss of Zhichun's fragments disappeared. He strode over and took Director Xiao and slapped him in a row. Xiao Zheng was like a cat who was angry and embarrassed, with his tail blown into a feather duster. He pushed Wang Ze away with a dark face, but he didn't stretch his claws - saying something bad.

Sheng Lingyuan casually listened to Xuan Ji's general introduction to who was and what they did. He watched coldly, feeling that this "Director Huang" was an ordinary person who was mixed with special abilities. At first glance, he looked like a confused insect mixed with it. In fact, it was not simple. Not long after he took office, he saw that he didn't do anything, but calmly put the former arrogant security department out of the original supreme security department, picked up his own agent Xiao Zheng, and then eliminated the barrier between the new general dispatcher and the original equal brothers in a few words, and pulled the Feng Shen to his side openly.

Compared to Grandma Yu who has lived for more than hundreds of years and can only hide in the gutter and play conspiracies, I don’t know how smart she is.

"It seems that the human race is endless," he thought a little relieved, and a little sarcastic, "It really has any heroes."

Director Huang seemed to be aware of something, turned his head to Sheng Lingyuan. When the two eyes met, they were stunned at first. Then the two old foxes showed a harmless smile to each other, one was honest and the other was gentle and affectionate, and they were a bit sympathetic.

Director Huang politely suggested: "You have not been to our bureau yet. You should have asked Xiaoxuan to take you to visit, but unfortunately it is being repaired these days..."

The building of the Extra Control Bureau is supported by many sophisticated magic circles. Bi Chunsheng's gloomy sacrifice a few months ago attracted thunder, which cracked all the ancient trees downstairs of the General Administration Hall, and the magic circles on other floors were also damaged. After finally cleaning the internally, he was working overtime to repair the building. Starting from the hall, he sealed more than a dozen floors on the ground.

Sheng Lingyuan refused to comment, and Xuan Ji hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll come often after I finish the document, so we'll go back first."

When the prisoner was handed over and Yin Yi was interrogated, they were responsible for their responsibility, so they could withdraw. Xuan Ji then borrowed a car with his work permit. He invited Sheng Lingyuan home with a nervous and expectant look.

As soon as we entered the city, the atmosphere of silence and sternness in the cold winter was gone. As the end of the year approached, various foreign festivals and local festivals came one after another, and major shopping malls became restless. There were obviously more pedestrians on the street, and red promotions and activities were everywhere. The windows of the mall were filled with New Year gift boxes. A long list of young people wearing down jackets lined up at the entrance of the Internet celebrity store, and they were so cold that they jumped straight. The white steam exhaled from their mouths and noses was hot. The colder the fireworks were, the more vital it was, as if they were eager to fight against the cold.

"The 'big ball' on the left is a stadium. It usually holds various competitions. If there is no one to play, it is used for citizens. The reservation is free. The building next door is a library, and the books inside are read casually... a bit similar to the Sutra Library of the past sects," Xuan Ji was very busy as a driver and a tour guide. "It was a park, a place for walking activities. Now during the day, there are old men and women who practice Tai Chi. People don't have to work after being in their sixties. They have pensions, and the pensions are from..."

Since Sheng Lingyuan got on the plane, his ears have never been quiet. For many years, no one dared to make such noise in his ears. He was not used to it. Finally, he couldn't help saying, "Stop, you said you're not tired all the way?"

Why do the Winged Clan talk so much?

Xuan Ji looked at him from the rearview mirror, met His Majesty's cold gaze, and then shut up.

He thought: "But I think you want to hear it."

His Majesty returned to the world for several months, and never asked how many years the Daqi has survived. The younger generations are competing for their success, nor did they ask what historical books have to say about him. He is the real "I don't care about the flood after I leave". In addition to the transformation of life and death, all four elements are empty.

But Xuan Ji always felt that if there was anything else in the world that could comfort him a little, it would be the only wind and moon in the clear world.

When the car drove into the city area where his home was, Xuan Ji's palms holding the steering wheel began to sweat. When he entered the block, he began to feel arrhythmia. When he arrived at the entrance of the community, he was so nervous that he could hardly tell the brakes and the accelerator.

Xuan Ji racked his brains to recall whether he had put away all his underwear before leaving, whether he threw his socks around, whether he had washed the dishes, and even lost his skills when parking, and he couldn't get in. Finally, he took advantage of his "special ability" to get out of the car and push it secretly.

The person who lost his mind here was lost. When he turned around, he found that His Majesty was scrutinizing the residential building in front of him with a critical look. Xuan Ji was so nervous that he was as if he was a college entrance examination score. He didn't know what kind of results his Majesty would get. Given that the homework assigned by his classmates before was the magnificent Duling Palace, he had a high probability of failing.

"You...how did you know that the building in front belongs to my house? Uh... it's a bit small, but the location is still OK."

Sheng Lingyuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Hasn't I visited?"

Xuan Ji then remembered that when Sheng Lingyuan was in the sword body, he had "got" to his house.

He was even more panicked for a moment and began to recall desperately whether he had done anything insulting that time, such as running naked and snatching his feet... Then he remembered that his feet were not snatching, and he performed the "hypnosis effect of books" for His Majesty.

It's over, this bad student character is probably not clean.

Fortunately, Your Majesty did not remember this, and Your Majesty said something even more heartbreaking.

"You just said that your house was rented?" Sheng Lingyuan pointed to the paint-lost facade of "old and dilapidated" and asked, "Your tribe is greedy for the world and has delayed his practice. How did you fall in love with it? Didn't even leave any industry for you in the world?"

After Xuan Ji heard this, tears almost came down. Who said it was not?

It’s really a misfortune to the family. These waste ancestors made him live such a difficult life.

Before he could accuse him, Sheng Lingyuan said again: "But then again, have you been in the world for more than ten years?"

Xuan Ji was penetrated by an arrow, and a smile came out of his cracked face, as if he wanted to eat people, but he wanted to choke on something. After a while, he bit his back teeth and said, "Your Majesty, are you drinking pearl milk tea?"

Five minutes later, His Majesty, who was solemnly choked by Sanfen Candy Milk Tea, entered Xuan Ji's chicken coop for the second time.

Last time, Sheng Lingyuan was still a sword-like body. At that time, he felt that the roof was under the pressure of people. This time he walked in with a windy look in his arms, and he felt that the two bedrooms and one living room, which were invisible to the beams and pillars, was a large coffin.

"The house...that's a bit messy. I'm not at home all this time." Xuan Ji, who was used to carrying fire wings, never got down from the hot sweat that night. After entering the house, he hurriedly packed up a place for Sheng Lingyuan to sit, looked around, and didn't know where to start.

To be fair, he is not sloppy. The tidyness of his family can beat 90% of single young people, including men and women. But his family is an ordinary family after all, and he can't even afford to hire a hourly worker. It is definitely incomparable to the palace where a large group of people take turns to clean every day.

Xuan Ji was sadly aware that after taking this person home, he was like a poor man who accidentally picked up a gem. He didn't know how to treasure it. He looked through his whole body and felt that no matter which pocket he put it in, it would be a blasphemy treasure... And "Zhenbao" himself was holding a cup of milk tea, sitting on the sofa like an old man, busy despising his whole family.

"It's not messy," Sheng Lingyuan looked at him as if he was busy, swaying around the house, and mixed garlic with the sweeping robot several times. "It's just such a small house, how can you fly?"

Xuan Ji: "...I'm not really a big deal and I'm not flying around the house."

Sheng Lingyuan looked at him meaningfully: "The winged clan I know will not be patient in walking with two legs unless necessary."

For the winged clan, letting them walk with their legs is equivalent to letting people climb on the ground - it is not impossible, it is just slow and labor-intensive, and they don't like to walk.

Xuan Ji gives people the feeling that he is more like a person with more wings. Only when he can use it will he remember that he has such a tool. According to Sheng Lingyuan's observation, he even likes to take a walk. The monster who grew up outside the world, and who has entered the world again, always has demonic nature in private. If you come to the world for ten years, is it enough to tamper with his innate habits beyond recognition?

Xuan Ji was asked, and after saying this, he also felt his strangeness. He was a wild white bone demon who grew up with scrap metal. He came to the world and had no obstacles to integrating into human society. Those "human nature" with many terms and complex "interpersonal exchanges" have never been taught, but he seems to be familiar with it.

"Maybe...because I'm not a pure demon clan, right?" Xuan Ji stuck a little, but soon continued the conversation. He was half kneeling on the ground to rub the floating soil on the tea table. When answering, he looked at Sheng Lingyuan from the bottom to the top. Looking at people at this angle, as long as they didn't roll their eyes hard, they would have a bit of obedient and pitiful weak energy. "Our tribe is born because of His Majesty, don't want to be a demon."

Sheng Lingyuan's eyebrows raised.

Xuan Ji shamelessly represented his thirty-five tribes, climbing up the stalk.

Their clan is really unreliable. His Majesty has been despised for thirty-six generations at first sight. It is impossible to get this impression back. It is better to take advantage of this disadvantage and sell it miserably.

Xuan Ji is usually aware of the suffering of social animals, and it is not easy for everyone to understand that it is not easy for everyone. He is willing to take care of others silently within his ability. But he does not want to silently face Sheng Lingyuan. Including the days of being in a daze in the Chiyuan Valley, he has lived for decades in his life. For the first time, he is moved and cannot be in vain.

"Your Majesty," Xuan Ji continued to work hard, "We the Fire Guardian clan... What we have done over the years is really not satisfactory. That's because we were born as an accident and no one has ever taught us. We don't know where we come from or what we do. We are all fumbled around and working on our own."

The central idea of ​​this sentence is "You have to be responsible", it is a lie - at least from the fragments in the inheritance memory, other ancestors knew what they did, but he didn't know how to break it.

It is not good to talk lies with your eyes open, so Xuan Ji lowered his eyelids and showed His Majesty a lonely forehead.
To be continued...