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    Although most people believe that seeing is believing, more people understand a very simple truth, that is, there are some things in the world that you have to admit that they do exist even if you have not seen them with your own eyes.  **Reading provided-**.i. The reason why this world has been explored by humans since humans appeared on the earth and even now for tens of millions of years, there are still countless people who are tirelessly eager to understand it, lies in the mystery and mystery of this world.  unknown.

    When Ye Wudao called for the sword and Xuanyuan Sword fell from the sky, a mysterious country unknown to others had quietly opened its door.

    "Show me your Xuanyuan Sword." The girl looked solemn, completely different from before, and stretched out her hand. Ye Wudao did not deny that he would really do it if he refused.  "Give me a reason. A reason that is enough to convince me." Threats are definitely not the way to solve the problem, not to mention in front of the prince who has always threatened others.

    "Because your sword is fake, I want to be able to make Xuanyuan Sword so lifelike, even the sword energy imitates six points of imagination." The corner of the girl's mouth outlined a cold smile that would never appear before, Kunlun Realm  , has been in charge of the Xuanyuan Sword for a hundred years, and now it has become a part of the dignity of the Kunlun world. How can he be allowed to be desecrated by others.

    Ye Wudao was not surprised at all, as if he had expected it. He threw the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and slid along a parabola. The girl stretched out her hand to catch the Xuanyuan Sword. It seemed that she didn't need to look further, and her fingers lightly touched the sword.  With a light touch, a pure smile appeared on the face of this originally unsophisticated girl: "It's fake, but it's just that it's fake. If Master sees it, be sure to keep it well." The little white rabbit came over at this time and looked at her carefully.  He was concentrating carefully and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, why is there a crack here?"

    Five inches below the hilt of the sword, there are seals engraved with the sun, moon and stars. At the star, a very small crack appears faintly. The bronze sword body is simple and blurred under the dim light around it, just like a bottle of ancient books that travel through time and space.  , the little white rabbit, who didn't bother much about the crack, stroked the sword body in wonder.

    "We fought hard with Chi Xiao to keep it, otherwise how could this fake Xuanyuan be exposed so easily." Ye Wudao said calmly.

    "Able to leave cracks in Xuanyuan Sword like this, Chi Xiao is indeed worthy of being the sword of the emperor. I don't know how it compares to my Zhan Lu. But what really makes me curious is how amazing the style of that battle can be.  ?" The cunning in the girl's eyes did not escape Ye Wudao's eyes. The girl simply did not believe that Ye Wudao was an ordinary person who had no power to restrain a chicken. Innocence does not mean an idiot, and even innocence is not true.  You have to be silly to match it.

    "Want to know?" Ye Wudao asked.

    "Yeah!" The chick nodded like a peck of rice. The girl's eyes narrowed slightly. Her skin, as delicate and fair as milk, had a healthy blush from the previous exercise. She didn't realize that she was so cute now.  To what extent.

    "I know what will happen in the future, let's hear the explanation next time." Ye Wudao pinched the girl's cheek shamelessly and said with a bad smile.

    "No, no, no, you must say it, you must say it, it must be wonderful and nice to listen to." The girl started to play tricks on Ye Wudao. She was holding Ye Wudao's arm and shaking her. She suddenly saw Ye Wudao.  There was an expression on Dao's face that could only be seen in the weird uncle on TV. After all, she was still a woman. Her nature as a woman made her let go of Ye Wudao's hand and step back, wondering how it was any different from the weird uncle on TV.

    Ye Wudao unbuttoned the three buttons on his shirt, exposing half of his chest, and a wild and tough man's breath came to his face. Looking from here, the girl saw that Ye Wudao was sweating profusely on his forehead.  He was startled and frowned. The hilt of the sword he originally held in his hand was a little sticky. He turned around and saw a bloodstain on the side of the sword engraved with mountains, rivers and vegetation from the hilt to the tip of the sword, which was shocking.

    Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Ye Wudao's hand. The palm was full of blood. The girl's brows furrowed deeper. She placed her fingers on Ye Wudao's pulse, and her face became even weirder. Suddenly, the girl angrily turned to the inexplicable little white rabbit.  Roar: "Stupid Rabbit, come and check his pulse quickly! Give him a doctor, he has internal injuries!"

    The little white rabbit hurriedly stepped forward, put his fingers on Ye Wudao's wrist in a very strange way, frowned for a long time, and said: "The pulse is disordered, astringent and not clear."

    The girl walked around anxiously, and after hearing what the little white rabbit said, she couldn't help complaining: "Nonsense, who doesn't know this? Didn't the uncle say that your talent in medicine is a century-old genius? I asked you what to do to solve the problem.  ! I¡¯m so angry, you idiot, pig head!¡±

    The little white rabbit scratched his head, feeling aggrieved.

    "It's okay." Ye Wudao took back his hand and said calmly.

    "But" Little White Rabbit wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Wudao's indifferent expression, he hesitated and stopped talking.Zhang Chenyi was still sitting on the sofa. He lightly touched the spot where Duan Qiquan had done before. There was still residual warmth. He put it under his nose and sniffed lightly. A creepy laughter sounded in this small box.  .

    When Duan Qiquan returned to the gang's temporary residence, he sat alone in the room.

    "Qi Quan, Zhang Chenyi is not easy to deal with." An old man came in from outside the room. He was in his sixties. After the entire original Ax Gang, this old man could enter and exit Duan Qiquan's study at will. This honor has not changed since Duan Qiquan.  It started with my grandfather and continues to this day.

    "Uncle Li, you're here." Duan Qiquan said softly without looking back, wrapping his body in darkness and hiding his voice in the darkness.

    Seemingly nodding, Uncle Li walked behind Duan Qiquan and said, "Qiquan, do you regret it? You have embarked on this road where there is no turning back and the future must be a cliff?"

    "Regret? Uncle Li, you should know me." Duan Qiquan's voice seemed a little tired. Regret to her is like trust to Ye Wudao, who was put into a condom and flushed in the toilet just after birth.  .

    "Qiquan, Uncle Li is sorry for you." Uncle Li's old voice seemed to be getting older. It was very soft, but to Duan Qiquan, it was no less than a bombshell.

    "I have thought about many people, even you and I, but in the end, I have not found any flaws." Duan Qiquan's voice was still like that of a little girl, with a hint of exhaustion that was only revealed in front of elders.

    "Actually, I already knew it when I poisoned Fei Lian's food. When the killing begins, he is not far away from being killed. Everyone has his own path. You walk it for our Duan family.  After forty years, it¡¯s time to go once for yourself.¡± If Duan Qiquan gained anything besides deep-seated hatred in the princelings for nearly six years, it was the complete abandonment of the word loyalty.

    "Thank you, thank you, miss. Miss, my family, wife and children are all in their hands. I can't help it. Miss, don't worry, as long as the family affairs are resolved, I will follow you and the master right away!" There was a pop!  , Uncle Li knelt down and burst into tears. When he finished speaking, the effect of the medicine he had quietly put down had begun to take effect, and Duan Qiquan had already thrown himself to the ground.
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