On the vast blue sea, a tall young man appeared out of thin air. Looking around, the shadow of the four-winged Demon Holy Winged Emperor Beast had long disappeared. His spiritual consciousness extended for more than four thousand miles, and there was no trace of it either. It seemed that
That guy has left.
"You are lucky. If I see you again, I will tear you into pieces!" Ye Wenlong muttered to himself, feeling a little disappointed. His wish to practice with that guy again came to nothing.
Although he suffered a big loss at the hands of that guy, it didn't leave any shadow in his heart. Instead, he hoped to torture the guy once and for all to regain his place.
However, he learned from Aotian that the Bo Demon Holy Sound was not so easy to cast. The guy was already weak. If he did it to him, his vitality would probably be severely damaged. It would be difficult to recover in less than two years.
, Hey, let alone one or two years later, even now he is not afraid of it. He said that his life is big, but he is not encouraging himself.
When Ye Wenlong returned to Gu's home in Longdou City, Gu Xinbing had already gone to the Human Military Academy again. He did not go to the military academy to find her again, but turned around and left.
"See Master!" In a remote place, No. 1, covered in black robes, knelt down on one knee to pay homage to Ye Wenlong.
"How did you go about the investigation I asked you to inquire about?" Ye Wenlong raised his hand to signal him to get up and asked calmly.
"Replying to the master, I have found out clearly. All the resources are here. Please read it, master." No. 1 raised his lowered hand, and there was a pile of original materials in his hand.
Ye Wenlong took it and started reading it. Number 1 lowered his head again and waited for his instructions.
"What--"
Ye Wenlong could remain calm at first, but when he turned to a certain page, he suddenly started to tremble. However, he did not say anything immediately, but suppressed his excitement and anger and carefully read all the materials.
He said hoarsely: "Can these materials be guaranteed to be accurate?"
No. 1 said respectfully and calmly: "Except for possible errors in details, the rest will not be wrong."
Ye Wenlong put away the materials, looked up at the sky, and did not speak for a long time. Think Tank No. 1 stood next to him, like a ghost, and the atmosphere was strangely calm.
After what seemed like half a century, Ye Wenlong finally looked away, his face as calm as water, without a trace of emotion, and without looking at Think Tank No. 1, he said calmly: "It seems that it's time to face them, No. 1,
I don’t want to embarrass you, after all, you are her people, so you don’t have to worry about this matter.”
Think Tank No. 1 said in an emotionless voice: "The Think Tank is only loyal to its master and does not distinguish between right and wrong."
Ye Wenlong smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that I don't believe you, I just don't want to make it difficult for her. She has given me too much."
Think Tank No. 1 remained silent.
Ye Wenlong was silent for a long time, and then said: "Let's do this. From now on, the think tank will help me examine some people, including their character, courage, perseverance, loyalty, bloodiness, etc. I believe you should have a complete set of inspection methods.
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Think Tank No. 1 said slowly: "Yes, Master, the Think Tank has the most advanced talent testing system, and the error rate for character and loyalty is zero."
"That's very good, let go of your consciousness." Ye Wenlong nodded, looked at him and said calmly.
Without any hesitation, Think Tank No. 1 immediately let go of his consciousness. Ye Wenlong slowly placed his hand on top of his head. With a thought, a piece of information was directly input into Think Tank No. 1's brain.
After a while, Ye Wenlong took back his hand. He was quite satisfied with the performance of Think Tank No. 1. You must know that No. 1 allowed his thoughts to enter the sea of consciousness without resisting. This is difficult for people to accept among soul refiners.
, he can turn No. 1 into an idiot if he has the slightest bad intention, or even directly obliterate the soul. With the power of the think tank and the identity of No. 1, Ye Wenlong does not believe that he does not know how to let go of his consciousness and let his consciousness invade.
It was dangerous. But No. 1 did it without any hesitation. Only then did he really feel relieved about him.
"Tang Ying, Nie Zishang, Zhou Yuchen, Su Shijian, and Gu Xinbing are all my friends. There is no need to test them anymore. I am listed on the list to let you pay attention to them, and it is best to ensure their safety.
For the other people on the list, the test must be strict, including courage, perseverance and bloodshed. Can they do it?" Ye Wenlong looked at Think Tank No. 1 and said calmly.
"My subordinates will try their best to complete the task." Number 1's tone finally became a little stiff.
"This is a reward for your think tank." Ye Wenlong took out a space compression bag and threw it to him: "If you do it well, I will not treat you badly."
After saying that, he didn't wait for the number one, turned around, took a step, and disappeared in an instant.
No. 1 looked at the place where he disappeared for a long time, then opened the space bag to take a look, but his face was shocked: "Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"
If Ye Wenlong were still here, he would definitely be shocked, because the spirit stone is what cultivators call it, but in modern times it is called the attribute crystal core. It can be seen that Zhao Xuerou's Shenlong Think Tank is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Of course, Ye Wenlong didn't hear it, because when Think Tank No. 1 was in shock, he drove Lei Yu Qingshuo to a mansion in the east district of Longdou City. On the plaque on the door of the mansion, there was a seal inscribed in ancient Chinese characters of the Earth.
There are two big golden characters on it: Zhongfu!
Seeing these two words, Ye Wenlong's eyes couldn't help but moisten. He couldn't help but think of the woman on the mural: she was wearing a light blue dress and had her hair tied up in a bun. She was not very beautiful.
, but she has an indescribable unique temperament and heroic spirit, with a faint smile on her lips and eyebrows. She is so kind and gentle.
The word "mom" only became tangible when he saw this mural.
This is my mother’s home, my grandpa’s home, but...
Thinking of the contents of the information, the words his father said, and the painful and happy choices his mother made for him, Ye Wenlong's hands behind his back suddenly clenched, and there was a clicking sound in his eyes.
Killing intent flashed through him, but he finally suppressed his anger.
Xiao Hong was summoned by Ye Wenlong when he put away the Thunder Feather Green Shuttle. She was just standing next to him quietly. At this moment, she could feel the murderous aura emanating from his body, and the murderous intention in her heart could not help but be ignited.
, so he asked solemnly: "Master, do you want to go in directly?"
Ye Wenlong only told her to follow him, but he did not tell her what she was going to do, nor did he tell her that this was his grandpa's house. Hearing this, his heart moved, but he did not tell her the truth, and said calmly: "We'll talk about it later.
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"Hey, kid, what do you do? Don't you know idlers can't stay here? Get out of here!"
At this moment, an evil slave-like voice sounded behind Ye Wenlong, and as the shout came, a strong force came towards his right shoulder.
"roll!"
Ye Wenlong didn't need to do anything at all. Xiaohong raised his left leg, and a kick hit the chest of the man who was rushing behind him. The man fell down immediately, and there was a cracking sound of broken ribs.
It was heard that a person was in the air, with large mouthfuls of blood spurting out of his mouth.
Since the master's body was full of murderous intent, Xiao Hong was not careful about it, but she didn't dare to kill casually without Ye Wenlong's instructions. However, the man couldn't escape with five or six broken ribs.
"Let's go in."
Ye Wenlong, however, did not even look behind him and walked slowly towards the gate of Zhong Mansion. This small conflict made Ye Wenlong make up his mind.
A group of people came from behind. The young man in the middle was tall, fair-faced, with slightly raised eyes and a look of arrogance. There were four young people following him, they happened to be two men and two women. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty.
Everyone is very particular, and you can tell at a glance that they are either rich or noble.
The man who just rushed up to catch him was a young man in his thirties. He looked like a guide all the way. He was a servant at first glance. Ye Wenlong, the six people in this group, had already noticed it, and he just ignored them.
That's all, because at that time he was struggling with how he should enter the Zhong Mansion. Should he break in roughly and seize the person for questioning, or should he pay homage to his grandfather Zhong Wanjian or his uncle Zhong Zhenyue and let them make the decision for themselves?
, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, so when he saw those people coming, he didn't take it to heart.
And the guy who looked like an evil slave rushed up to catch him, but Xiao Hong kicked him away without hesitation, which made him hesitate. Since he would have to face Zhong Zhenpan sooner or later, why should he bear it and give in directly?
He rushed in and took care of the matter.
Doing this may be a bit disrespectful to my grandfather and uncle, but since they ignored it and let it go, why should I be afraid of not giving them face?
But of course he would not break in so easily, because he expected that the young man in the middle would never allow him to break in like this. At the same time, the movement here had attracted the attention of people in the Zhong Mansion, and more than a dozen strong and capable men cheered.
He rushed out of the house.
"Get me this bastard who breaks into Zhong Mansion and hurts people!" The fair-skinned young man in the middle roared hysterically.
"Yes, Master Android!" Upon hearing his order, the dozen or so strong men did not dare to neglect. They immediately swarmed up and rushed toward Ye Wenlong.
"How dare a group of ants attack my boss?" Xiao Hong sneered and pounced on him with three punches and two kicks. In an instant, these dozen big men were knocked to the ground, and half of them were knocked dozens of meters away.
, one by one lying on the ground wailing and screaming.
"Master Android?" Ye Wenlong stopped, his cold gaze rested on the face of the young man in the middle, and said coldly: "Are you Zhong Android?"
Among the information given to him by Think Tank No. 1, there were detailed information and personnel lists of the Zhong Mansion. Zhong Android was the one who asked him to take a second look at the information. Of course, the reason why he noticed this person was not because of this person.
He was Zhong Zhenpan's eldest son, but it was because he had heard Wu Xianni mention this person. It was precisely because of Zhong Andruo's harassment that Wu Xianni was extremely disgusted when they first met.
His eyes were like the ghostly gaze of a poisonous snake. As soon as Zhong Android met his gaze, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his calves couldn't help but tremble.
What a terrifying look, what a terrifying aura.
At that moment, Zhong Android felt as if a huge mountain was crushing towards him, so much so that he couldn't breathe at all. In front of Ye Wenlong's momentum, he felt his own insignificance, as if the other party was gently stretching out his arms.
You can crush him to death with just one little finger. How terrifying!
