You should know that just now, when Ye Huang and Wu Cha retrieved the sword from the Lin family, there was no such a large energy field. Now Wu Cha completely exposed the sword body and actually emitted such a powerful energy field. It can only be said that this sword is definitely not an ordinary item.

He hurriedly opened the door and walked in. Emperor Ye couldn't wait to rush to Wu Cha, who was wiping the sword body there.

"Wucha, did you get this sword?"

"Haha, I have been hitting for a long time, and finally made it look real. You guys, take a look." Wu Cha handed the bronze sword in his hand to Emperor Ye with a sincere smile on his face.

It is said to be a sword, but Wu Cha was called smoothly. In fact, the length of this sword is only one foot in total, so it is more suitable to call it a dagger. Special Teacher 1147

In addition to the handle engraved with inscriptions, the length of the entire sword is less than one foot, but the whole sword gives people a feeling of being cold and striking. The bronze sword body is not hard originally, and it is not as hard as an iron sword. The alloy steel sword is sharp, but the bronze sword body gives people the feeling of cutting iron like mud.

Especially the sword edge that has been so sharp after a long time, it seems that it has not been eroded by the years, and its hair is broken!

"You won't sharpen this sword, right?"

Flipped the sword in his hand, Emperor Ye couldn't put it down and jokingly said to Wu Cha half-heartedly.

"I don't have the courage. I just got rid of the copper rust and rust outside. The whole sword was dealt with by someone and deliberately wrapped it outside, and the sword body was not damaged at all. Young Master, look here."

Taking the sword over, Wu Cha tilted the sword body slightly. With the light in the room, Emperor Ye saw clearly the words that were faintly visible on the sword body.

There are only two words above, all of which are written in bronze inscriptions. The veins are very thin, but they give people a very clear feeling.

"Wu Ming? There seems to be no record of such a sword in history." Emperor Ye frowned and murmured, thinking that this sword would be one of the top ten ancient swords. Now it seems that he is too self-indulgent.

"It's true, I don't know where Mr. Lin got this treasure." Shaking his head, Wu Cha also said one, two, three, four, five, about the origin of this sword.

"No matter where he got it, even if this sword is not ranked among the top ten famous swords, it is probably almost the same. Such a strong energy field is rare even in ancient times. Wu Cha, you have really found a treasure this time."

"Haha, this is the idea that the young master came up with, otherwise I would miss it. With this thing, it would be much easier to solve when encountering Miss Lin, at least there is no need to do so many cumbersome steps." Wu Cha said excitedly with Wuming in his hand.

For ordinary people, the sword in front of them is at most a collection of collections of collection value, but it is of great significance to Feng Shui masters.

The real reason why Wu Cha is so fascinated by Wuming is not how old he is, but how Wuming's help to a Feng Shui master.

As long as it is an ancient sword, it can be said that there is no one that can no longer be buried in the soil. Most of the ancient swords are excavated from the burial objects. Even if some of them are passed down from generation to generation by the family, they were actually found in the tomb in a certain era, and then passed on by a few people to the present.

As long as you are tombs, you almost choose Feng Shui treasure land, which hides wind and water, and yin and yang are harmonious. These places are blessed places that can bless the younger generations.

Similarly, this kind of place is also a treasure land for making magic weapons. With the passage of time, various objects buried underground for many years have been buried as burial objects. Because they have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, most of them will become some powerful magic weapons.

Maybe these things were not in the era of the tombs, but after a few years, as time goes by, these burial objects will become magical tools, and of course, there are no things that were burialized by magical tools at the beginning.

The reason why Wu Cha was so fascinated by Wu Ming was that it was an extremely powerful magic weapon. As for its age and collection value, it was no different for Wu Cha. What he cared about was the help of this sword to his profession.

With this sword, Wu Cha went in and out of some evil lands in the future, and it was no problem to avoid ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. It was a treasure, and its function was more effective than the seven-star magic weapon he passed down from family. Special Teacher 1147

"This thing is destined to be with you. Grandpa Lin has been hiding it for more than ten years as an iron lump, but you have made it happen. This is fate, keep it well. It can be kept by your side in the future and can be used in emergency use."

Wu Cha nodded, looking happy, as if he had married a wife.

Even if Emperor Ye didn't say it, he would always put this thing on him. As the young master said, this thing is of great use to Feng Shui masters in suppressing ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, but first of all, it is a sword. If something happens when it is an emergency, just peeling iron like mud is not a sharp weapon?

"Okay, I'll go back first if there is nothing else. I'll save you from watching here. If you don't have any food, go and have a meal."

Looking at Wu Cha's happy appearance, Emperor Ye felt jealous and even Wu Cha found the treasure. He didn't even notice his Xuanyuan Sword. It would be strange if Emperor Ye was not depressed.

After closing the door and returning to his private room, Ye Huang accompanied Nangong Qingyin to watch TV for a while, and said love words for a while, it became late. After dinner with Nangong Qingyin, Ye Huang was wondering whether to go out for some fun in the evening. A phone call from the National Security Bureau interrupted Ye Huang's thoughts.

The phone number was called by the director of the National Security Bureau's Hong Kong Office. The name was Xu Hui. He was a disciple of Mr. Tang, Yanjing. He was originally from a military background, but was finally asked by the National Security Bureau.

The latter told Emperor Ye to move Emperor Ye, who was originally calm.

"Okay, I'll go there in half an hour. Brother Xu, thank you." As he said that, Emperor Ye hung up the phone, his face slightly gloomy.

"What's wrong, are you going out?"

Nangong Qingyin, who had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom, saw Emperor Ye get up and ask.

"Well! There is something to investigate. It's about your sister." Looking at Nangong Qingyin, Ye Huang looked tender, as if he saw another person in her figure, Nangong Fengling.

On the phone call just now, Xu Hui told him that Ishihara seemed to know some of the secrets of Nangong Fengling being killed. Although Emperor Ye was puzzled why the other party knew, he was still preparing to go over and see what happened. After all, Fengling's death back then was indeed the Sun Man.

"Then you go quickly." Nangong Qingyin was stunned when she heard that it was about her sister, and then urged her.

"Well! I'll be back in at most two hours. Don't call your grandpa first, this message may not be accurate."

"I know, you go." Nodded, Nangong Qingyin agreed, and Emperor Ye nodded and pushed the door away.

Half an hour later, Emperor Ye rushed to the Hong Kong office of the National Security Bureau in the New Territories. After several inspections, Emperor Ye finally sat in Xuhui's office.

"Brother Xu."

"Brother Ye, you are here. That's it. When we interrogated Ishihara just now, this old ghost said this, listen, this is the recording." As he said that, Xu Hui walked to the computer and turned on the recording.

"Hahaha, the Emperor of Killer and the National Security Bureau are all bullshits. Even if his woman died, no one would know. If you want to know the news from me, let the Emperor of Killer come. I would rather die than say anything else!" If I hadn't known that this person was the most sinful Ishihara, the person who just cursed Lin Anqi, Ye Huang would have thought that this old boy was a martyr who would rather die than surrender.

"It's just so much. Ishihara was forced to ask for it all afternoon, and she vomited blood when she beat her. She didn't say a word. The spirit of the Bushido in the Sun Kingdom was not a good thing." Xu Hui turned off the recording and sighed, looking at Emperor Ye, a young man who had been priested in the military.

Not only the military, but also the National Security Bureau and other aspects have some rumors about Ye Huang. Special Teacher 1147

Looking at the thinner than himself in front of him, Xu Hui found it difficult to associate him with the person with many titles.

The Emperor of Killer, the holder of the Dragon Flame Dragon Ring, and the heir of the Ye family, each of them is extremely important.

Especially in the first two, Xu Hui best understands how much they are.

As an official of the National Security Bureau, Xu Hui has to deal with the killer industry for many years, so he naturally understands the ranking of forces in the killer industry. He did not expect that the killer emperor, who is said to be from the second and tenth, could not be killed even if he sieges one by one, would be such a thin young man.

But Xu Hui would not despise the other party just because of his thinness. He knew very well that there were many incomprehensible things in this world, and the Ye Huang in front of him was one of them.

"Did you not get any results in an afternoon?"

"No, Ishihara is much more difficult than we thought!" Shaking his head, Xu Hui felt a little depressed. This was not the first time he interrogated a prisoner. It was the first time he encountered such a situation today. He had all kinds of methods. The latter still gritted his teeth. He was so heartbroken that he still didn't speak.

"Hmph! The bullshit Bushido, Ishihara Hachihara probably cursed me and made me unable to say it. Some of the Sun Chinese people I have seen are not as tight-mouthed as we imagined. Let's go and take a look." With a sneer, Ye Huang pushed the door out.

Later, when Xu Hui heard what Emperor Ye said, he suddenly realized.

One minute later, the two arrived at the place where Ishihara was imprisoned.

Although he was mentally prepared, Emperor Ye was still jumped by the scene in front of him. Ishihara seemed like a living dead man, with long gray hair spreading and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. He was tied there like a cross, as if he could only breathe in half a breath.

Judging from his appearance, Emperor Ye knew that this person must have put too many curses and consumed too much life, which led to the current situation.

I don’t know if it was because of the sound or the reason why Emperor Ye entered, but as soon as Ye Emperor stood still, Shihara raised her head and looked at Emperor Ye through the grayish white emanation. A demonic sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if she was seen in the movie.

"Hehehe...you're still here, I knew you were back, do you want to know how your woman died right?"

"I don't want to!" Emperor Ye's answer made Ishihara on the cross stunned, and his smile was directly suppressed.

"Why?"

"I'll ask you if you will say it, so it's better not to ask." Ye Huang agreed.

"Then what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!