After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

He Lan was expressionless, showing no signs of happiness or anger, but Song Zheng could clearly feel the temperature around him drop.

This seemingly gentle leader on weekdays was obviously shocked by the scene he described.

He Lan took the contract signed with Lili and made a phone call.

"I'll go down and have breakfast later, and then I'll have a good night's sleep. I'll take action in the afternoon."

After the phone call, He Lan turned around and entered the room after leaving these words, not knowing what to do.

To be honest, Song Zheng wasn't in the mood to eat breakfast, he just felt a little tired, but when he thought about exhausting his energy in the afternoon, he obediently went downstairs to have a meal, took a shower and lay down on the bed.

It was only after he got into bed that he remembered one thing, He Lan hadn't told him who Qin Fang was!

At the same time, He Lan, who said he was going back to the room to rest, disappeared in the room.

The empty palace was old, and the burning oil lamps around were shaking. A man in a black suit sat expressionlessly on the top seat of the palace.

The people standing all over the place below, no, it's a monster all over the place.

"Let's talk, there is no monster race involved in this matter, which human being is so awesome, and can control so many little monsters that have not yet transformed."

He Lan's words were light, but his eyes were sharp. His eyes swept down, and all of them lowered their heads to avoid his gaze.

He stood up and walked down slowly. Every step he took, the coercion increased. The air was suppressed by some irresistible force, and the people standing below began to turn pale and sweat on their foreheads.

"You think I can't find out?"

He Lan's voice was not high, but every word was heard by everyone present. There were more than a hundred monsters present, and no one dared to say a word.

Some of those who were not strong enough could no longer bear the coercion, and collapsed on the ground.

It has been a long time since He Lan called so many people together for a meeting. Firstly, in the modern society, the monster clan is divided and it is not easy to gather together. Secondly, there are not as many capable monsters as before, and there is nothing that can make him rush to the meeting. .

However, for things like man-made demons, it can be considered that He Lan has gained insight again.

Long before Song Zheng explained the situation, He Lan already knew about the existence of these artificial monsters, but he had been waiting, waiting for the people behind the scenes to show up and plan to catch them all. This is also the purpose of today's monster clan meeting.

As the Demon Emperor, He Lan has been in this position for hundreds of years, and he sees some things too clearly, but he never talks about them.

The surrounding air was tense, like a time bomb hanging there, ready to explode at any moment.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, it has been 500 years. I don't know what you have brought to the demon clan in these 500 years?"

The sudden appearance of a voice broke the tense calm.

He Lan withdrew his entire body, and looked at the angry monster with indifferent brows.

It was a tiger demon, an old man in the demon world. When He Lan became the demon emperor, he hadn't transformed yet.

"It's been 500 years, who still remembers the existence of the demon clan? The contribution of His Majesty the Demon Emperor is that in the past 500 years, he has sneaked into human society in a different way, became a master, and followed the group of human beings who shouted at us. Against us?"

"Gangzi, shut up!"

Among the monsters, an old man's voice came in.

He Lan's face was expressionless, and the only warmth in his blue eyes disappeared. He calmly looked at the red-faced man who had bared his fangs and said slowly: "Go on, I really want to hear your words." idea."

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, the humans have chased and killed our demon clan all these years, the palace is crumbling, and the demon clan's hearts are scattered. Dare I ask, what are you doing?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the monsters in the palace more or less changed, and those who wanted to say something at first shut their mouths silently, obviously wanting to get an answer from He Lan.

I dare not ask on weekdays, but someone will come out now, so it is better to keep silent.

He Lan's eyes swept across the crowd slightly, his standing body was as tall and straight as he was, and the black suit on his body was like a protective shell, camouflaging everything about him layer by layer.

He suddenly asked: "What do you mean by that means that I am not qualified to be the emperor?"

All the monsters were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect him to ask such a straightforward question.

The tiger demon kept silent, and the scene suddenly became quiet. The dangling candles in the palace were not very bright, and the expressions of everyone around were hidden under the candlelight, making it difficult to see clearly.

He Lan said again: "If anyone of you wants to take my place, it's okay, welcome to challenge."

As soon as these words came out, the memory of how He Lan became the Demon Emperor suddenly came back to everyone's minds.

Back then, the demon emperor in front of him climbed up the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. Even in the heyday of the demon clan, no one dared to challenge his authority, let alone now.

The scene was even more silent now.

Many people suddenly regretted that they didn't help His Majesty to speak just now, and His Majesty the Demon Emperor made a fuss, who can afford it, after all, the disparity in strength is too great.

In the monster clan that respects strength, no matter how He Lan manages, in terms of strength, he is the emperor who will do his part.

A trembling old man stepped out from the crowd, leaning on a solid wooden crutch that had been used for more than a few years, and stood in front of the crowd.

"Don't you all know what my emperor has done these years? Humans and monsters are incompatible. If it weren't for Your Majesty, everyone here would have been driven to death long ago!"

The old man is an old man who has gone through two generations of the Yaozu, and is the oldest in the Yaozu, so he naturally has a greater right to speak.

He Lan frowned, and the normally gentle person said coldly, "I don't need you to ask me what I do. If anyone refuses to accept it, just come up and beat me up, so there's no need to talk so much nonsense."

He has never been afraid. This demon world was originally guarded by others. If it weren't for this burden on his shoulders, he would be able to live at ease, and he wouldn't have to work so hard like now.

He Lan paced down the steps and walked into the group of monsters step by step. All the monsters present dispersed to make way for him.

No one spoke, just watched him walk out of the palace step by step, followed by his calm voice: "This matter ends here, if there is another crime, then you all go to the human prison to stay." Bar!"

He Lan's figure disappeared, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Probably knowing that the Demon Emperor was angry, no one dared to say anything, but a cowering figure quietly disappeared into the hall before everyone saw it.

……

"Dong dong dong, teacher, are you there?"

There was a knock on the door, He Lan opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He pursed his lips, took the glasses from the bedside table and put them on, hiding all his emotions behind the glasses.

Song Zheng woke up after only sleeping for a while. He didn't know if he was going on a mission in the afternoon, but he felt a little restless, as if something was about to happen.

But this feeling was too unreal and too strange. He didn't pay much attention to it. He checked the time and went to look for He Lan after packing up everything.

The moment the door opened, Song Zheng sensed a demonic aura, which was fleeting and fleeting, like an imaginary hallucination, and he had no clue when he deliberately searched for it.

Could it be that he has been in the small village for a long time, so he has been contaminated with monsters, otherwise, if there are monsters, He Lan must be the first to notice them.

Song Zheng never had any doubts about the man in front of him.

He Lan put aside the affairs in the palace and took Song Zheng to the small mountain village.

It was dark last night, and the surrounding roads could not be seen clearly. It will be bright now, and Song Zheng realized that the muddy path before was actually not small, but it was too remote, and few people would come here.

According to the navigation, the car drove farther and farther away from the urban area, and entered the isolated village again.

While driving, Song Zheng listened to He Lan's non-stop phone calls, arranging staff, and arranged everything in an orderly manner.

This gave him the illusion that without the two of them, there should be no problem with this action.

So is this to bring him out to experience the action?

"Teacher, all the action personnel are complete, what should I do?"

Song Zheng thought about it helplessly, he couldn't really be the driver!

He Lan glanced at him, called up a photo from his phone, and sent it to Song Zheng's phone.

"A small task for you, just catch the person in the photo."

Song Zheng was driving and couldn't look at his phone, and he didn't know who He Lan asked him to arrest. Since he joined the organization, he should obey orders and obey orders!

The car drove all the way into the small village, and He Lan's deployment was already in place, and he just waited for the right time to start directly.

When the old man at the door saw their car again, his attitude was quite different from last night. He was so enthusiastic that he trotted to let them in.

Song Zheng parked the car in the parking lot according to his memory.

The village during the day is different from the night. There are people standing guard in the village. Every few meters, a few people dressed as villagers sit and chat together, and there are also women doing housework.

Not far away, there were even a few children laughing and having fun.

If someone really broke in here by mistake, I'm afraid they didn't really think it was a peach blossom garden.

Song Zheng looked at those children worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "Will these children be hurt if we do it later?"

He Lan looked up.

The child was innocent, smiling and talking, completely unaware of the ups and downs behind him.

"Someone will take these children away before the operation starts. You don't have to worry about this. You should check your phone first and lock your target."

He Lan spoke indifferently, no different from usual.

But Song Zheng felt that after he came out of the hotel, his emotions were not too high. It seemed that something had happened to him, but he didn't see it at all on the surface. This was just his intuition.

Song Zheng wanted to ask, but it wasn't the best time.

He turned on his phone and called up the picture that He Lan had sent him, and he was stunned when he saw it.

The person on the phone is not someone else, but that man-made monster with a snake tail, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

Song Zheng: As expected, the teacher never forgets this thing.

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