I Am Supreme Chapter 10: Good last name, good name!

　　 This night, Yun Yang was very restless; but in another place, some people lived more restlessly.

　　 Marshal's Mansion.

　　Qiu Jianhan, the old marshal frowned tightly.

　　 "Who is it that took Wu Wenyuan away, but then killed him and sent the body back?"

　　 "Who is it that saved Wu Wenyuan's mother and wife?"

　　 These two questions puzzled the old marshal. Since Wu Wenyuan was killed, why did he save his wife and mother? And since Wu Wenyuan’s wife and mother can be saved, why didn’t Wu Wenyuan’s children be saved together?

　　 This is simply upside-down!

　　 And, in the tight sky cell, he just took people out, sent them in, and then brought them out... This matter gave Old Marshal Qiu an inexplicable panic.

　　 That's a prison!

　　 One of the most heavily guarded places in the capital.

　　 Just let people go in and out like this?

Next to 　　, there is a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian clothes, with a refined appearance and a free and easy manner. It seems that everything is in his place, it is calm and gentle.

　　 "Marshal, I don't think this matter is important anymore. After all, the ones that should be killed have been killed..." The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "In my opinion, this matter is no longer as good as other things. Important."

　　 "Well?" Qiu Jianhan frowned.

　　 "Kill Wu Wenyuan, return the body, rescue Wu Wenyuan's wife and mother..." Middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "The person doing these things is obviously a person, or... the same organization. This organization does not Those who are not on Wu Wenyuan’s side are already certain. If you are an accomplice, you will never kill Wu Wenyuan."

　　Qiujian said coldly: "En?"

　　 "I guess that the reason for killing Wu Wenyuan and saving his wife and mother was just a bargain." The middle-aged Confucian smiled, "So, it can be explained."

　　"The reason why he didn't save Wu Wenyuan's children is also Wu Wenyuan's enemy. Because he didn't want Wu Wenyuan's blood to continue."

　　Middle-aged Confucian, said: "That’s why I did such incomprehensible things. Generally speaking, the younger brother thinks that this person is on our side, a friend and not an enemy. Even if he acts a little perverse, The goal cannot be saved. But there is excuse."

　　Qiu Jianhan slowly nodded: "So, what are the other things?"

　　 "Other things..." middle-aged Confucian scholars said: "Wu Wenyuan is sure that the evidence is well deserved; but behind Wu Wenyuan, there must be a huge power. And Wu Wenyuan until his death. He did not have a certain aspect of identity. Expose!"

　　"And after the memorial service today, the record of the city gate official, I don’t know if the marshal has seen it."

　　The middle-aged scribes have a faint worry on their faces: "There are a lot of people from all walks of life, entering the Tang City from all directions. There are four of them; many of these people are among the masters. , But it is not on any record..."

　　"It shows that the identities of these people are all fake."

　　"At this time when Wu Wenyuan was just beheaded, so many people suddenly hid their identities, dressed in disguise, and entered the Tiantang City...this matter is very scary to think carefully!"

　　 "I'm afraid... the mysterious organization's revenge has come. Or, it has a certain purpose." The middle-aged scribe said: "About this section, the commander must be guarded."

　　 Qiu Jianhan nodded seriously.

　　"It's just that I still think..." Qiu Jianhan said: "The things in the prison that day are a bit strange."

　　 "I feel..." After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged scholar said: "This matter is...somewhat similar to...when...the Nine Heavens Order was issued..."

　　 He frowned unsurely, and whispered: "That... familiar... the dark tide that no one can resist..."

　　 "What!?"

　　The old marshal Qiu Jianhan suddenly stood up, his eyes burst out with a terrifying light: "Nine?!"

　　……

　　 early morning.

　　 Tiantang City is a bit chaotic.

　　 Suddenly a major case of 12 lives broke out, and the public security bureau of Tiantang City was suddenly busy. The guards looked around in desperation, and then the result of the investigation was that everyone looked at each other, and there was a feeling: this is not a big deal.

　　The people who died were all wicked scumbags; in the faces and voices of the people being investigated back and forth, they were: happy! Finally dead! These **** are finally cleaned up...

　　 such a performance.

　　 Even some people were so excited that they bought wine and vegetables to invite friends and friends: "Come on, have a drink, I have something to be happy about today. I have a great heart..."

　　 Some people even complained: "The **** on our side have not been cleaned up..."

　　After checking it all over, he didn't get any valuable news, only a piece of excited feedback. Replying to Master Fu Yin, Master Fu Yin twitched the corners of his mouth, and said without pain or itching: "No clue, please check it slowly..."

　　 Okay, check it slowly.

　　 Then we will check it slowly...

　　The officer retired, and my heart relaxed: These gangsters, it's better if they die, and the ghosts will investigate.

　　……

　　 The sword wind roared in the yard, and Yun Yang was getting familiar with the sword technique.

　　 is familiar with such things as swordsmanship, so he is naturally reluctant to use the blade of heaven.

　　The Blade of Heaven's Will has now turned into a purple lotus on the sleeve of his robe.

　　 Such a magical weapon, naturally, it is worthwhile to use it when people are most vulgar. What's the point of revealing it in advance?

　　 As for hanging on the waist every day to swagger through the market... Then isn't it a fool...

　　 "The first style, the knife is not merciful." Yun Yang's toes turned, his knees propped up, and the rotation of his calves moved the shaft of his waist. He turned half a circle, and the wooden knife in his hand was slanted from bottom to top, With a sound, the space was torn.

　　 is just practicing this pose over and over again. I have practiced it thousands of times.

　　 Lao Mei was watching, and she kept poking her lips.

　　This trick...is pretty good-looking; it's a pity, it should be useless in actual combat...

　　 However, the son is really desperate to practice...

　　 "Huh..." The last bit of strength was completely exhausted, and Yun Yang finally sat down on the ground; beads of sweat all over his body suddenly appeared like a waterfall, and his body was immediately wet.

　　 He closed his mouth, breathed hard through his nostrils, and used the Continual Heart Method to induce a trace of profound energy in his dantian to travel through the meridians throughout his body; although he was almost asphyxiated, he never opened it at this time His mouth gasped.

　　Because of that, the results of a hard morning will not be saved.

After 　　 half a cup of tea, Yun Yang's breathing became steady, and his pale face gradually became ruddy.

　　 Lao Mei's expression changed from disdain to respect.

　　 Not everyone can be so cruel to themselves.

　　 Since the son began to practice the knife, he has been breathing calmly now; he has broken through the limit of the human body more than a dozen times in the middle; and these more than a dozen breakthroughs will become Yun Yang's eternal progress and will never go backwards.

　　 Because, when he was most tired, he chose the most difficult exercise!

　　 "The son is so minded, he will become a great weapon in the future. It's just..." Lao Mei has a long-term doubt in her mind: "The son always acts afterwards, never impulsive, and he is extremely clever. ; What is the reason that the son was so badly injured last year? That caused the whole body to lose cleanliness?"

　　"What did the son go through?" Lao Mei felt that although she had been with the son for three years, she had never really understood her son.

　　His body seems to be covered with a mysterious thick fog all the time. It is not clear at all.

　　 Another strange thing is that... the jade on the son seems to be all gone? Originally, the young man liked cold ice jade very much, so he could calm his mind... but now, it is obvious that one piece is gone.

　　 Where is it?

　　 The door knocker was knocked.

　　 "Dare to ask Mr. Yun at home?"

　　 A clear voice came.

　　 Yun Yang and Lao Mei were shocked at the same time.

　　 actually came a visitor?

　　 This is a strange thing.

　　 Cloud Mansion closed doors to thank guests, never accepting contact; it is already a thing known to everyone in Tiantang City. For four or five years, no visitors came to the door.

　　 Someone is here today for the first time...

　　 "Squeak..." An excited voice came.

　　 I saw a golden-haired monkey rushing in, jumping from the gate directly to Yunyang’s small yard, and rushing into Yunyang’s embrace with a pop. Dancing and dancing.

　　"……"

　　 Yun Yang's face is a big daze.

　　 just met last night, why did you find it again today? Do I like monkeys like this? I was really angry with the woman last night, why did I still find it?

　　 looked at the little monkey who was less than two feet in his arms, pushed his flushed butt, crawled over in his arms, brushed on his shoulders, and then slid down from behind, the next moment he went out of his crotch again Climbed up and got into my arms...

　　 Yun Yang rolled his white eyes randomly.

　　 A fragrant wind blows from the gate, refreshing.

　　 I saw a slim woman standing at the gate, looking at Yunyang and smiling.

　　 This woman is slender, slender and fit. She wears an ordinary Tsing Yi, but she seems to be riding the wind. Her body is full of Zhong Lingliu's delicate air, and she doesn't look like a man in the world at all.

　　 just...a face looks too ordinary...

　　 Yunyang naturally does not think that this is the true face of this woman. How could a woman with such a delicate appearance be so ordinary?

　　 "Master Yun, take the liberty to visit, please don't be offended." The woman's voice was crisp, and it was uncomfortable to hear.

　　"I dare not dare, the girl Fangjia is willing to come to the humble house, it is really brilliant." Yun Yang smiled gently: "Please."

　　 "Master Xie." The woman smiled calmly and walked in. Seeing the thousand phantom monkeys who had been relying on Yun Yang since they had seen him, a faint light flashed quickly in his eyes.

　　 "I was rude last night and forgot to ask the girl about her name." Yun Yang said apologetically.

　　 The woman in Tsing Yi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and said in her heart: If I were not here today, I am afraid you would never think of this in your life. It must have been watching me come, and there was nothing to say, so I simply used these words as an opening remark.

　　 This is a Lu man who looks very smart, but actually doesn't understand at all, and doesn't care about his daughter's mood!

　　 "The son laughed. The little girl is named Ji, a tactical strategy." The Tsing Yi woman said.

　　"Good surname!" Yun Yang clapped his hands, exaggerated expression and tone, and exclaimed loudly: "It's just this word that reminds Yun. From ancient times to the present, all those who have made great things, no need Calculating ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Calculating is the foundation of everything in the world. The so-called king figure dominance, the so-called loyalty of history, are all... scheming!"

　　 "The son has won the prize." The woman in Tsing Yi finally couldn't help rolling her eyes.

　　 If it weren't for a thousand phantom monkeys and my own major event, I could hardly help stand up and leave.

　　 is just a last name, so you exaggerated so much. Moreover, the point is to fear that others will not see the hypocrisy when you praise others! This guy is simply owed to the extreme!

　　 Yun Yang rubbed his nose and said: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

　　 The girl Ji said irritably: "A single name is a spiritual character."

　　 "Good name!" Yun Yang praised loudly: "Whoever uses tricks, you must be smart! The girl's name is really good! As the saying goes, tricky is not tricky, but not tricky is tricky. , A good name, a good name. The girl’s name has revealed the mystery of all successful people through the ages..."

　　"……"

　　 Ji Ling girl just felt a fire rushing to her forehead. An urge to turn the table madly, spontaneously!

　　 If it wasn't for the inconvenience of her daughter's identity to spit out swear words, he had already scolded him with a **** head and sprayed the spit of the bastard!

　　 know you are not welcome.

　　 But you don’t need such a disgusting person, right? !

　　 Anyway, I am also a woman, is this bastard, even this little demeanor?

　　 Lao Mei stood on one side, with an urge to sigh up to the sky.

　　, son, no wonder you are so handsome, but you are still alone until you are nineteen. There is no confidant... this is not without reason.

　　 just look at the emotional intelligence you showed when you talked to this girl-if you start a family now, that would be a weird thing!