Chapter 4819: Is he?

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"The old man was attacked by a mysterious man. The man's skill was very strange. When I woke up, the inscription on the wall of the ancient city had disappeared. The old man was also seriously injured. With the help of nearby people, the old man contacted him. The stream was sent back. It is a pity that the inscriptions, those inscriptions, are probably the inscriptions of the ancient times, with tens of thousands of years of history!"
The president of the consonant recalled the scene at the time and was a little angry.
The abominable sneak attacker sneaked on him and destroyed all the inscriptions.
Those ancient inscriptions have their own meanings.
Ye Lingyue listened and pondered for a moment.
"President, don't be excited. At least, we can determine two things. First, the person who attacks you is related to the bright collar, because the damage on your body is left undead. Second, you don't need to use it. Too worried about the ancient inscriptions, those inscriptions should not be destroyed, but taken away."
"You can be sure that those inscriptions are still there?"
The president of the consonant was surprised and happy.
"I have a 90% grasp. After all, it was passed down from ancient times. After so many years, the inscriptions that can be preserved can not be destroyed for a while. The undead brilliance of the bright collar is hatched by the scorpion. The characteristic of meditation is to swallow. They can almost swallow everything. Since the ancient inscriptions can not be destroyed, but they disappear, the only possibility is that they are swallowed by the sorrow and forced to take away. The person who attacks you is likely There is still a bit of death on the body."
When thinking about this, Ye Lingyue’s eyelids jumped slightly.
Speaking of immortality, she remembered another person.
At the beginning, the Emperor of Light attacked the realm of God.
She took a bite from the black rider's hand.
At the time, there was at least one bite in the hands of the bright collar.
And that mouth is in the air, and finally appears in...
奚 nine nights...
This name, which has not appeared in a hundred years, is once again in the mind of Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue felt a headache.
Hopefully, she thought more.
It stands to reason that the gods of the gods and even the emperors of the light are all disappearing in the dark star of the dead, and it is impossible for them to be so lucky to survive.
Even if he survives, he will not be able to stand in thirty-three days.
Being able to take away the ancient inscriptions in the hands of the president of the Confucius, the other's skills are absolutely extraordinary.
I don’t think it’s the same strength for nine nights.
Ye Lingyue is rather rather, the other is the embers of Guangming.
"If time permits, I can go to the ruins of the ancient city first, and maybe I can find some clues."
Ye Lingyue sinks into the road.
"It's a pity that the old man's injury has not been completely restored, otherwise he can take you to see and see. The ancient glory and civilization of the ancient inscriptions were unbeatable at the time."
The president of the consonant showed a look of fascination.
In ancient times... Ye Lingyue saw the look of the president of the consonant, and some laughed and laughed.
Regarding the thirty-three days of antiquity, Ye Lingyue relied on the memory of "Ye Lingyue" and also knew some.
The ancient times mentioned in the thirty-three daily population refer to the Kunlun Tianmai period, that is, before the Kunlun Tianmai had not collapsed.
When the Kunlun Tianmai existed, thirty-three days had not been divided, and the whole world was also very harmonious.
It is said that the civilization at that time even exceeded the thirty-three days of today's separation.
However, the records about the Kunlun Tianmai are not much now, and some ancient inscriptions and even ancient formations were left over from that time.
Kunlun Tianmai... What does it have to do with the Kunlun female fairy?
Whenever Ye Lingyue hears about Kunlun Tianmai, she will not consciously think of the chaotic beads that she obtained when she was still in the realm of the gods.
What is the story of the chaotic celestial sphere and the scene she once saw?
It is a pity that her body is not the same as before, and she can no longer use the half-emperor of the female emperor.
The mystery of all this can only be determined after Xin Lin’s arrival and reintegration of his own body.
The president of the consonant and whispered about the encounters of the ancient city.
At this time, the stream waiting outside came in.
She reminded the two that it was not too early and had to return to the Confucius Union.
It was learned that Ye Lingyue had promised to represent the Confucius Union and went to participate in the annual assessment. Xixi was very happy.
At the same time, she also has some concerns.
"Are you worried about Zeng Mingshi?"
The president of the consonant saw the worry of the stream.
He also learned from Xiliukou what Zeng Mingshi did today.
"Zeng Mingshi had a conflict between the day and the moon. The president also knows that he has been very dissatisfied with my position. Since you left the city, he always wanted to replace me. I am worried that this time, I recommend Ye Ling. Participate in the month, he will have opinions."
The time of Zeng Mingshi in Lingxi City is much longer than that of Xixi.
Although he is the same as the creek, he has always been very self-sufficient.
In the past, there was a strong confinement, and it was fine.
But if the president is not there, I am afraid I will be in trouble.
"Zeng Mingshi is a man who is greedy for small profits and narrow-minded. It is really not a good person. If I am the president, I will never leave such people around."
Ye Lingyue’s impression of Zeng Mingshi was very poor.
Changed to her former, I am afraid that I have already dealt with this kind of man.
However, Ye Lingyue did not expect that they had not started to work for Zeng Mingshi. Zeng Mingshi was already in a bad mood.
After confirming that he was going to participate in the annual assessment of the General Labor Union, Ye Lingyue discussed it with Xi Wei and others.
Until around dusk, Ye Lingyue and Xi Yan left the house.
After Xixi and Ye Lingyue left, after a while, I saw Zeng Mingshi flashing out from the corner of the street.
"It turned out that the old guy was so seriously injured, and the scorpion that died in the stream still kept me hidden."
Zeng Mingshi was sullen.
President Confucius went out this time, and the time was much longer than usual.
Coupled with the frequent outings of the stream, Zeng Mingshi had long been doubtful.
Today, Xi Yan and Ye Lingyue went out together, and Zeng Mingshi secretly followed, and I knew that he found a middle clue.
"The old man, after joining the Confucius Union from Xixi, has been crowding me out. This time the annual assessment, I would rather let the Xitou’s dead girl lead the team and not let me lead. Especially, let Ye Lingyue together. Going to Promise, it’s clear that you want to make the Confucian Trade Union a crane tail. What can I do if I go on?

In the past few years, due to the "inaction" of the president of the Confucius, the Confucian Trade Union has been ignorant.
Zeng Mingshi and his people have also been stagnant in the fourth grade teacher.
He did not blame all of this for his laziness. Instead, he decided that the president of the consonant did not give himself the resources to cultivate and gave all the good resources to the stream.
Just thinking about this, Zeng Mingshi was very angry.