The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Demons and monsters?

Yan Qiao looked at the two ghost heads emerging from the ground with some surprise.

Last time, she thought this was some new type of demon clan that could imitate the aura of the underworld, but she didn't expect that these were actually four real ghost clans: demons and monsters.

So, these people still have deals with the underworld?

Or is it that the demons have eroded to such an extent that they can even interfere in the underworld?
Thinking of this, Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly.

Until two ghosts approached her and Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing, who had never seen such a scene before, turned pale with fright. She held one of Yan Qiao's hands tightly, sweating uncontrollably in her palms.

"fine."

Yan Qiao patted her hand and put a protective shield around her, then stood up to deal with the two ghosts.

Only this time, she didn't kill the demons like she killed the demons. Instead, she stuffed them into a spiritual shield and sealed them, preparing to ask people in the underworld later.

Her operation immediately stunned Lin Wanqing and Jiang Ming.

"you you you"

Jiang Ming was so shocked that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"It seems that you have no backup plan."

Yan Qiao looked at him with some disappointment.

Compared with She Wanxuan, Jiang Ming, the newly appointed operator, is obviously weak.

Jiang Ming gritted his teeth, because Yan Qiao was right and he really had no backup plan.

Yan Qiao gave Lin Wanqing a brief message, then carried Jiang Ming and left the villa, leaving behind Lin Wanqing who still had some bad reception.

Jiang Ming tried to say something, but he couldn't even make a sound. He could only follow Yan Qiao's orders and say specific words.

For a moment, his eyes looking at Yan Qiao were filled with fear.

Yan Qiao took him all the way to the organization without any hindrance.

Yes, in the so-called secular world, She Wanxuan, as the operator, founded an organization.

After his death, this organization was naturally assigned to Jiang Ming's hands.

Because the people in this organization are not considered normal human beings, there is no rebellion.

Looking at the machines and test benches in front of him, Yan Qiao's face suddenly turned cold.

They actually used living people for experiments!

Yes, the people used for experiments in the laboratory are all normal humans, not demonized humans or ancient warriors.

What on earth do they want to do!
Yan Qiao couldn't figure out their purpose for doing this for a while.

From the beginning to the present, everyone in this entire organization that Yan Qiao saw had demon seeds in their bodies, which meant that they were all demonized humans.

A rough understanding shows that there are 150 people in the organization's headquarters in Kyoto, and 150 of them are demonized humans.

"You deserve to die."

Yan Qiao's eyes fell on Jiang Ming's face, murderous intent rolling in his eyes.

Jiang Ming wanted to shake his head, wanted to beg for mercy, wanted her to forgive him because of their love for so many years, but he still couldn't make a sound.

"Boom!"

As one after another explosions sounded, Yan Qiao's figure appeared from a burst of fire.

She slowly walked out of the firelight and stood very close to observe.It wasn't until everyone she thought deserved death died in the explosion that she withdrew her spiritual pressure and turned around to leave the place.

There were several unconscious 'bodies' lying on the roadside.

In less than half an hour, a large number of police and medical personnel arrived and saw these unconscious 'bodies'.

As for what happened next, it has nothing to do with Yan Qiao.

She took action, as long as she didn't leave a loophole deliberately, how could anyone find out about her.

What's more, what they have a headache now is not the person who caused the explosion, but the laboratory that was blown up in the explosion and the experimental results inside.

Yan Qiao believed that even if the laboratory information was blown up, the country would be able to find the answers they wanted from those unconscious 'cadavers'.

Looking at Yan Qiao who could not resist anything, the satisfaction on the faces of several old people could not be stopped.

It wasn't until Yan Qiao mentioned the reason for coming back early that the smiles on their faces suddenly faded.

"Can you tell what kind of experiment was done?" Lin Shiheng frowned, not doubting the authenticity of Yan Qiao's words.

"It seems to be studying some kind of virus."

Yan Qiao thought of the corpse he had seen in one of the laboratories at that time. His face was pale and a little gray and blue, and he was soaked in a special nutrient solution.

Those people would draw a tube of blood from him or cut out a piece of flesh from time to time to assist in the experiment.

Obviously, this person should be a semi-finished product.

But she didn't feel the signs of life in him at that time, so she didn't take him out. Instead, he was burned in the sea of ​​​​fire together with the information.

"Virus?" Fu Qing's face, which always had a gentle smile, was filled with sadness.

"I heard that over in Africa, a new type of virus broke out recently, and those infected basically don't survive more than five days."

As she spoke, there was a hint of fatigue in her voice, "It's just that the news was kept very tightly hidden. It's not considered a large-scale outbreak at the moment, and it only infected a whole city."

Yan Qiao knew that the virus that could give Fu Qingdu a headache would not be that simple.

It's just that the timing is too coincidental.

She had read the laboratory reports and data, which showed that the semi-finished product was the most successfully developed, so the current viruses were all developed using that semi-finished product as a primer.

The semi-finished product appeared half a month ago.

Yan Qiao felt a little uneasy in his heart.

She somehow felt that the virus in Africa might be the same as this one.

The monk's intuition is unmistakable.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiao's eyes darkened, "I'm afraid they researched the virus in Africa."

"Whether it is or not, we have to make some preparations. I always feel that a storm is coming." Lin Shiheng looked at the gradually gloomy sky and sighed slowly.

"Well, what you said, Grandpa Lin, is right. If the virus is really caused by this organization, its headquarters is destroyed, but there are still countless branches. No one knows whether they will be infected in the future. Put the virus into a certain city at this time." Cui Zeping said solemnly.

"It's a time of trouble." Lin Shiheng shook his head and continued, "We old guys should protect these little guys no matter what. It's time to get ready."

The three old men slowly left the yard, leaving Yan Qiao still sitting there.

She put one hand on the table, tapped it slowly, and said softly: "It seems that it is necessary to go to the Daomen."

At the same time, news of the destruction of the secular world headquarters was also sent back.

Several senior members of the Ji family also knew about this, and they were called together to look at each other in confusion.