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Chapter 397

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The man twisted his body in the air, as if he was using extremely profound body movements. He just reached the front door in the blink of an eye and then stood under the roof above the door.

It was not until this time that everyone could see clearly that the man was wearing black clothes, but his hair was gray and he looked at least a hundred years old.

However, his face did not lose its wrinkles at all, but on the contrary, it looked very rosy.

When Ye Lingtian saw this, his eyes slightly condensed and he blurted out: "I didn't expect that Murong had such a person, the peak of the Grand Master of Huajin, only a little short of being able to step into the Tianwu Realm with half his foot!"

This old man in black and white hair is obviously the ancestor of the Murong family and the peak master of Huajin.

However, the other party was in seclusion for many years, but it seemed that he still could not break through the magic power and entered the legendary Tianwu Realm.

The ancestor Murong was condescending, glanced at everyone, and suddenly sighed in a deep voice: "Murong, I, it turns out that the emperor and nobles have such a respectable identity. I didn't expect that over the past few hundred years, I'll have fallen to this point. Any cat and dog can bully the house!"

Speaking of this, the ancestor Murong changed his tone, Sen Han stared at Ye Lingtian with a gaze, and said word by word: "I am a ancestor who knows that you are extraordinary. You can give me a reason to let me not kill you, otherwise you will all die today!"

"Murong, the majesty of King Wujiang, will never allow anyone to provoke!"

Ye Lingtian suddenly laughed, looked at the old guy with awesome aura on the roof, and snorted coldly: "I understand, it turns out that you are Murong Xuanwu!"

The ancestor Murong was stunned and exclaimed: "Do you actually know the name of this ancestor? What is your identity? Tell me, if you know an old friend, I may be able to spare you!"

Ye Lingtian shook his head and sighed: "In the last century, the Dragon Kingdom was in great trouble, especially in the East. When foreign enemies were in a big way and internal and external troubles, a so-called whirlwind beheading operation was established in the East."

"Tornado Beheading Operation? You kid actually know this unknown action plan of the last century!" Murong Xuanwu was slightly shocked.

Perhaps others didn't know, but Murong Xuanwu had to know that the whirlwind beheading operation at that time was mainly due to the external territories and the eastern territory was in danger. In desperation, Long Kingdom had to take a dangerous move and designated a beheading operation.

The so-called beheading means killing local generals, but it needs to go deep into the enemy's level. It can be imagined that once the action is carried out, regardless of whether the beheading is successful, those involved in the action will definitely have a life of no return.

But what Murong Xuanwu didn't expect was that only a few people, all the bosses of the Dragon Kingdom, could know about this whirlwind beheading operation at that time. Later, because of failure, it did not spread. How did the boy in a wheelchair know about it?

Of course he could not know what the young man in a wheelchair was. If he had known, he would never have asked this.

As the King of Desert, he grew up in the Desert Army since childhood. He is naturally familiar with the national crisis in the Long Kingdom in the last century. Even many unknown secrets have been seen in the forbidden books collected by the Long Kingdom.

"At that time, Murong Xuanwu was also fortunate to participate in this beheading operation. It was originally a matter of glory. After all, being able to choose in is itself a recognition of your strength!"

Ye Lingtian said this, snorted and shouted: "But unfortunately, the eldest son of Murong, the genius of Tiancheng Mansion at that time, was a deserter who was afraid of death. From the beginning of the beheading operation, he pretended to be dead and fled!"
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