"Those Tartars are the ones defending Jiangyin City?”
He flipped open the document and saw the words written at the front. His face darkened slightly.
"Cough, don't say such things in a harmonious society.”
Chief Zhang coughed dryly.
"Heh."
Exalt Hu smiled disdainfully.
Harmony your ass!
It was harmonious now, but it wasn't harmonious in the past. Sorry, he was just that cynical.
In a chaotic world, there were only a few Taoist priests who didn't become nationalistic.
Without saying much, Guardian Hu carefully read the subsequent content.
"Ye Yong, Ye Yong, the deputy general of the hero Yan Ying Yuan was Ye Yong?”
"Killing close to a thousand enemies is called human slaughter. Fighting with the Han people until the end, the people remain in the city until they die?”
" What the hell? Dead?"
Mr. Hu was stunned at the end.
Dead?
Then what was the situation with this person now?
"Martial Saint Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Sect, seems to have disappeared a lot back then?”
Li Chen said nonchalantly.
“......”
Guardian Hu.
He understood.
Fake death?
"Are you sure?"
Mr. Hu looked at Chief Zhang.
"We can confirm that we found a portrait in the Ghost King's former residence. The person in the portrait is exactly the same as Ye Yong who appeared just now.”
Chief Zhang said word by word.
The entire conference room fell silent.
What did that mean?
Although he wasn't 100% sure, he was 99% sure!
.........
Several hours later.
Ye Yong, who had returned to Gu Yue Zhai Antique Shop, closed the door and sat on the sofa on the first floor, exhaling.
With a complicated look in his eyes, Ye Yong took out the mission reward.
Buzz!
Ripples appeared in the void, and a wooden sword slowly appeared in the void. As soon as it appeared, the wooden sword seemed to have sensed Ye Yong's aura, and it let out a joyful sword hum. With a swoosh, it flew in front of Ye Yong and spun continuously.
"A magic treasure?"
Ye Yong was slightly surprised.
How could this wooden sword fly?
[Wooden Sword: A weapon used by a warrior to practice martial arts since he was young. He gave it to his fiancée as an engagement token. After his fiancée transformed into a Ghost King, she kept it by her side day and night. Due to the Ghost King's aura, it transformed into a magic weapon with extraordinary power.]
"So that's how his sword is. No wonder people say that a sword doesn't have someone else's inherited memories. So it originally belonged to him. Does this mean that the system reward is actually something that a special inheritor has?”
Ye Yong suddenly understood.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Yong touched the wooden sword.
Boom!
A familiar loud sound suddenly appeared. In a trance, Ye Yong's consciousness seemed to have been pulled into a space-time tunnel and traveled back countless years.
From youth to youth, from youth to maturity, from practicing martial arts to protecting the family, from protecting the family to defending the country
A second in reality felt like countless years had passed in the special space. In a trance, Ye Yong returned to reality, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Violent blood essence power gushed out from Ye Yong's body, and the sofa he was sitting on instantly turned into dust. Before he fell to the ground, his muscles instinctively made Ye Yong stand up.
He closed his eyes and opened them again. A trace of killing intent flashed in Ye Yong's eyes before disappearing.
"Rank-7!"
Ye Yong said.
His cultivation had broken through two realms in a row and reached Rank-7!
The strength of his fists exceeded 10,000 pounds, and his speed could compete with that of a car. He was beyond the ordinary!
Although his expression was a little complicated, under the protection of the system power, Ye Yong did not lose himself in the memories of the warrior from hundreds of years ago.
After adjusting his state of mind and thinking for a while, Ye Yong picked up the wooden sword and bamboo slip and walked to the first floor's non-sale display cabinet. He placed the two items in one of the display cabinets and wrote the word " dance " in front of the display cabinet!
"I hope there will be more displays in the future."
Ye Yong brushed his hand over the wooden sword and muttered to himself.
Shaking his head, Ye Yong cleared the thoughts in his mind. After cleaning up the sofa, he ordered a new sofa online.
He was not that poor after inheriting a three-story antique shop and a large number of antiques. It would be strange if Ye Yong was really poor.
Of course, he wasn't very rich. In this life, most of the money left by his parents had to be used for antiques. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he couldn't use it recklessly. If these antiques couldn't be sold, it would at most be worth it. Ye Yong really didn't have much money.
Just as he was about to sort out the events of this incident and future developments, Ye Yong seemed to have sensed something and looked at the door.
A few dense streams of blood essence were approaching!
"Those people just now?"
Ye Yong walked to the door thoughtfully and opened it.
A clear conscience wasn't afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Ye Yong didn't think that his performance this time would be different from ordinary people.
There were many special people in this world. How could it be so exaggerated? Could it be that someone really thought that they were geniuses or monsters and would be checked on their water meter?
He thought too much. He was anti-social. As for the investigation, he could do whatever he wanted. After all, he was just an ordinary person.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wang Hao and the other three people walking over.
"Greetings, Senior."
Wang Hao bowed nervously.
How could they not be nervous? Everyone in the Patrol Department now firmly believed that this person was an expert who had lived for hundreds of years. His strength was already so powerful that it was unfathomable. Who would dare to be careless?
"I said I'm not a senior."
Ye Yong frowned.
"Yes, yes, yes. Hello, Mr. Ye."
Wang Hao understood instantly and quickly said again.
Do you want to keep a low profile or play the pig to eat the tiger? He understood, understood, understood. It wasn't like he hadn't read novels before, so he just had to obey.
“......”
Ye Yong was speechless and turned around.""Come in and talk."
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