"Ye Qi... Xia, Xiake's Dragon?!"

When the patrol captain of the Supreme Government heard this familiar name, he was stunned at first, then suddenly thought of something, and immediately asked stammeringly.

Ye Qi nodded calmly. Before returning to Landingburg, he had already guessed that he would encounter a similar situation. Therefore, he was not surprised - compared to the free and easy nature of the witch hunter, both the highest government and the local family would be intimidated by such a reputation; Ye Qi did not feel anything bad about this; at least, when dealing with some of the subsequent things, Ye Qi thought he would get more convenience.

The monster wolf laughed: "Don't you enjoy the feeling of a big shot?"

Ye Qi replied without denyingly: "It has both... After all, this is an indispensable way to enjoy convenience; if you can do less by just relying on your reputation, I think it is worth it!"

The strange wolf hummed: "Boy who is insincere!"

The subsequent conversation was interrupted by the return captain; after hearing Ye Qi's name before, the captain ordered his team and quickly ran back to the fortification behind him - it was obvious that the captain believed that such a thing was not something he could handle, and it had exceeded his authority.

Naturally, someone who can handle such a thing is needed.

Mo Lieti, dressed in military uniform, walked out of the fortifications quickly, and after seeing Ye Qi, his pace was two points faster. He stood in front of Ye Qi and showed a sincere smile: "His Excellency Xiake Dragon. Welcome your return. I send you sincere greetings!"

Compared to being polite when he was together before, Mo Lieti brought a respect to Ye Qi at this time; Ye Qi naturally knew where this respect came from - the man in front of him, who was incurable and hard to heal, was one of the few people in the supreme government who could obtain equal communication; not because of his strength, but because of the other party's philosophy and code of conduct.

Perhaps such a concept is ridiculous to many people, but Ye Qi recognizes it - when adhering to a concept and moving forward alone, ignoring the sarcasm and ridicule around you, regardless of the wooden sticks and stones thrown from the front, you are a real brave man.

And Molieti is such a person.

Ye Qi smiled and said, "You are so kind, always makes me feel a little unreal... Maybe you can be a little more casual?"

Mo Lieti showed a smile that only two people could see, and then quickly became stereotyped again. However, a voice appeared from Mo Lieti's slightly opened mouth: "If it was private, I would be happy to do this, but in front of so many people - heroes should be treated as heroes!" After such words, Mo Lieti's voice gradually rose: "Hello Xiake Dragon, please come with me!"

With the leadership of Mo Lieti, the chief of combat staff, Ye Qi naturally passed several checkpoints without any obstacles; and, obviously, the guards who received the news all raised their guns and saluted them when they saw Ye Qi passing by. For these ordinary soldiers, it is naturally exciting to see a living hero. When this hero ended the war they had to participate in, to some extent, it saved their lives, such etiquette was not unacceptable.

Bang!

Every time a checkpoint passed, these soldiers gave Ye Qi respectfully with the most standard military salute, and Ye Qi also responded to such etiquette with a smile.

Mo Lieti, who was walking aside, chuckled softly: "A group of very simple young people are always so cute... However, I am a little jealous of you to be respected by these young people; this is the treatment I want to get in my dreams!"

Ye Qi shrugged slightly: "If possible, I don't care to give you such respect!"

Mo Lieti was startled and said, "Don't say such things, I know how far I can do..."

After the words came, a hint of melancholy appeared on the face of the chief of staff.

Ye Qi, who knew this, did not point it out; after all, as a witch hunter, he should not participate in the matter of the Supreme Government, and he should understand his position more; therefore, Ye Qi naturally staggered the topic and pointed to the surroundings: "This is not the road to Landingburg!"

Mo Lieti calmed down his melancholy and smiled: "Captain Zad's Legion invites you to..."

There was a long sound behind the sound, obviously waiting for Ye Qi's answer.

"certainly!"

Ye Qi replied with certainty: when he decided to arrive directly at Landingburg from here, he had already thought that such a thing would happen - as long as the old lion was in the military camp, the other party would definitely meet him; this was not a personal relationship, but from the side of the war, the other party represented by the supreme government.

Of course, it is also because he completed the contract with the Wolf King of Xiaoyue.

The latter obviously accounts for a larger proportion.

After Molieti was leading the guards through four guard posts in the barracks, he stood in front of a larger marching tent; two soldiers guarding the door immediately saluted: "Chief of Staff!"

Molieti replied, "This is the guest of the Legion Commander!"

One of the soldiers said, "Please wait!"

After saying that, he entered the tent and left another soldier waiting. Ye Qi could hear a thick and powerful voice in the tent. After that, the soldier walked out and saluted again: "Sir, the Legion, are waiting for you!"

Ye Qi nodded and entered the tent behind Mo Lieti. The inside and out of the tent were almost the same as the appearance. He even felt more crowded when he walked into it. A huge sand table was the main decoration in the tent, and behind it was a map; whether it was a sand table or a map, it was the topographic map around Landingburg.

In the gap between the sand table and the map, a tall and strong old man, wearing military uniform, stood there half-down with his head down; after hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man raised his head straight, his bright eyes, his pale hair and beard did not cover up the power on his face at all. On the contrary, the appearance of the hair-bearded hair made the more powerful and daunting; it seemed that he really saw a lion.

"Yeqi, Xiake's Dragon?"

The old lion walked over the huge sand table. As he moved his steps, the military uniform, which had already been tightened on his upper body, immediately reached a limit of stretching, as if he was about to be exploded by the power contained inside.

Ye Qi looked at the old man walking over without any concession, feeling the iron-blooded breath of the other party as a soldier. He nodded with a smile and said, "Yes!"

Perhaps such a breath and power are enough to make ordinary people frightened, but for him, after experiencing the breath of the scent of the world's strongest seven, the Wolf King, the Inanimate King, and the old wizard, at this moment, although the breath of this old lion was severe, it was far from surprising him.

The old lion suddenly stepped about one yard from Ye Qi, looking at Ye Qi up and down, while he waved his hand. Mo Lieti immediately turned around and walked out, and when he passed Ye Qi, he quietly winked at Ye Qi, while Ye Qi responded with a smile.

Obviously, the chief of staff and even his chief's temper could guess what the other party wanted to do; while Ye Qi understood what the other party wanted to do through his eyes - fighting spirit. Such things were burning in themselves, and when a soldier showed fighting spirit, it could not be hidden at all.

The old lion withdrew his gaze, looked at Ye Qi's eyes, and asked with a stare, "Did you defeat the Wolf King of the Sharky Moon?"

Ye Qi nodded and said, "Lucky!"

Such an answer obviously made the old lion feel dissatisfied. He frowned slightly and said in a slightly low voice: "Nothing can be lucky!"

Ye Qi expressed his philosophy: "There is no absolute in the world!"

In response to such a rebuttal, the old lion hummed straight and expressed his dissatisfaction. Then he raised his fist and said, "Then let me see your luck!"

Wow!

With a dull sound, such a fist hit like a sled hammer waving in the air. Seeing the opponent's muscles so hard that the firm military uniform was broken, Ye Qi did not choose to greet the opponent with his bare hands. He slapped the scabbard straight away. The sheathed Yanma Sword took his turn, as if he had come alive. He ignored the huge fist, but pointed directly at the old lion's throat from the other side.

Here is the flaw that Ye Qi saw in [Mind Eye], a flaw that is difficult to discover, and even the old lion does not think others can see through; because his seemingly powerful punch is completely a false move, and the power on the fist is not great. On the contrary, the fist that has been hiding around the waist is the real back move; after waiting for the other party to dodge, he will give the other party a fierce blow.

But at this moment, Ye Qi's scabbard was inserted into it, not only blocking his false move, but also blocking the attack that really played his role.

Such awkward and uncomfortable feeling made the old lion take a step back without thinking; then kick his left leg like a whip; according to the old lion's expectation, Ye Qi would definitely take advantage of the situation to attack, and such a leg was a valid attack delivered to the other party.

However, what the old lion expected was that Ye Qi stood there without moving.

call!

The strong wind brought by the old lion's left leg blew up countless documents in the tent straight up. No one would doubt the power of such a leg, especially Mo Lieti, who stood at the door as a guard and did not walk away. Just hearing such a wind, they were locking each day, thinking about what to do when they face such a powerful leg; and the result of their thinking was that they shook their heads slightly.

Obviously, the result is helpless.

Therefore, they were all thinking about how Ye Qi avoided it; however, they could not see it in front of the thick tent cloth, and could only listen with their ears, but it would be unreliable as if it were blind people touching an elephant, which made them very uncomfortable. If it weren't for the majesty of the old lion's military order, they would have peeked.

However, compared to them, the old lion who is fighting Ye Qi is even more uncomfortable.

After the left leg was hit, the old lion twisted his body, kicked out his right leg, and kicked Ye Qi with the same trajectory; Ye Qi lowered his body slightly, and the scabbard pointed straight at the knee of the left leg that the old lion used as support. Immediately, the old lion had to withdraw his right leg that had just kicked out and quickly took a few steps back.

If the brows before were slightly frowned, then the old lion's brows were already considered to be furious at this moment.

Hu, Hu, Hu...

The heavy sound of breathing that was not like humans suddenly came. The technique called [Charge] began to appear on its founder; and such appearance showed a strong difference from the beginning. If the beating and breathing sound of the heart in the chest when the big man used the [Charge] was like the engine of a car, then the old lion's was like the steam engine of a train.

Boom, Boom, Boom...

This sound almost vibrated the earth, and the only little piece of clothes on the old lion was completely broken in this growing body. The old lion grabbed it and threw it at Ye Qi.

Wow!

Just such a torn robbery made a sound like a huge rock under the throw of the old lion. After Ye Qi dodged sideways, he kept smashing a considerable hole in one side of the tent, so that people outside could clearly see everything in the tent.

In such a battle, even the disciplined legion led by the old lion will be watched in the military camp; especially when one of them is his own legion commander, such onlookers seems to have become natural; listen to the shouts around and cheer up.

Ye Qi frowned slightly and then stretched out - he didn't want to give the legion commander ugly, after all, the other party was one of the few people who could be called a real soldier, and the other party's age also made him have some concerns; however, it was obvious that such concerns would not make Ye Qi give up his original victory.

This is not about winning, but the camps of both sides.

Once the private battle becomes an open battle, it is not a matter of two people, but a matter of the reputation between the Taoist witch hunter and the highest government.

Some people who talk too much or sow discord are not short of any era.

Looking at the old lion slowly moving forward and holding the Yanma sword with the scabbard in his hand, Ye Qi couldn't help but get serious.

This time, Ye Qi did not wait for the old lion to attack, and he flashed in front of the old lion, and directly slashed the Yanmo sword with the scabbard from top to bottom. Even the Yanmo sword that was not unsheathed at this time also exuded an unexpected sharpness, especially the speed that Ye Qi showed at this moment, which caught the old lion off guard.

He raised his arms high above his head, blocking Ye Qi's downward slash like a shield, while the old lion's right leg was glaring towards the sky - changing it one after another, for the old lion, who was a soldier, it was the most adaptable battle; especially after developing a special skill [chariot], his sudden increase in defense made him habitually fight.

However, he still underestimated Ye Qi a little.

Just as he fixed his arms, gritted his teeth and prepared to take a hard attack, and responded, Ye Qi had already gone around behind the old lion, and the scabbard was pressed straight to the other party's back.

Feeling this change, the old lion was stunned. Then he simply put down his arms, turned around and looked at Ye Qi who was standing again. After a long time, the commander of the lion army turned his head and shouted at his still stunned subordinates: "Go back to their respective posts quickly... If it has not been completed in thirty seconds, after going back, the training will be doubled!"

Immediately, the onlookers and officers, except for Mo Lieti, scattered birds and beasts.

After the old lion raised his hand and waved Mo Lieti in, he pulled a chair and sat down, and his figure returned to normal. He looked at Ye Qi and asked, "How much strength have you used before?"

When Ye Qi thought about a number and was about to say it, the old lion said first again: "Tell the truth, there is no need to hide this kind of concealment... Do you think I am old enough to be blind even?"

With ease and strength, even ordinary people will find some clues when they see it, let alone people like the old lion who has been through the battlefield for a long time.

Thinking of this, Ye Qi nodded and said, "60%!"

However, Ye Qi still didn't tell the truth. The strength he used before was actually less than 50% - this was not kindness, but just because of his previous agreement to Mo Lieti.

However, facing such numbers, the old lion couldn't stand it. He whispered to himself: "Is it 60%? Alas..."

After a long sigh, the commander of the Lion Legion put on the military uniform that Mo Lieti brought, waved to Ye Qi and said, "I will attend the evening banquet... But now I need to be quiet; Mo Lieti, please send Lord Xiake Dragon away!"

Mo Lieti looked at the lost old lion and winked at Ye Qi. The two of them walked quickly outside the military camp. It was not until they left the military camp and reached the Landingburg gate that Mo Lieti signaled to stop.

Ye Qi asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

The old lion's previous performance made Ye Qi instinctively discover some differences.

ps second update ~~

I really can't help it. I'm depressed and want to eat meat - I'm going to eat mutton skewers~~~

Also, who told me that practicing Tai Chi can help you lose weight? Is this a pit? Or is it a pit?
Chapter completed!