Vol 4 Chapter 495: Chen Yi

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Chapter 495 Chen Yi
Look at Chen Yi, although it is already old and rare, but the eyes revealed in those eyes are very fierce. Ye Qian couldn't help but scream, "Master!" Although Ye Qian can only be regarded as a half-trainer, but through contact with Master Lin Jin, and contact with Huangfu Qingtian, Ye Qian can feel it, Chen One has the same breath as his own master and Huangfu Qingtian.
Ye Qian is aware of the strength of the practicing qi, so take his own master, Lin Jin, for example, Ye Qian still can't make many moves in his hands. Moreover, Lin Jin said that he is only just getting started. As for Huangfu Qingtian, let alone the fact that Ye Qian can't even get a hand in his hand, which is enough to prove the strength of the trainer.
And the mysterious organization that Huang Hao Qing Tian once said, Hu Ke’s brother Zong Zhengyun, I’m afraid that they are all practicing. This is another important reason why Ye Qian has never dared to easily enter the power of the Spike into the Kyoto of China, because there is a lot of unknowns. With my current skills, I can't even get a trick with the tricks of others. What about developing my own power?
When I saw Ye Qian, Chen Yi couldn’t help but squint a little, and the brow could not help but wrinkle. As a practicing athlete, Chen Yi can naturally feel the difference between Ye Qian and his body, which is naturally inevitable. Chen Yi did not hide his momentum, and did not hesitate to exude all his momentum, as if it was an invisible barrier, pressing Ye Qian to the past.
Ye Qian couldn't help but squat, and wanted to take his own steps, but found that he couldn't move at all, and he was shocked. Ye Qian knows this, what is a master, why did Emperor Qingtian say that Ye Qian couldn’t even get a move in his hand, because such a master’s move is just that the momentum of the body is already pressed. Moved, let alone to fight back.
Gradually, Ye Qian’s forehead could not help but ooze sweat, one big sweat.
When Molong closed the door and turned back, he found Ye Qian’s strange expression, his brow could not help but wrinkle, and an anger rushed up. He naturally came out, all this is Chen Yi's actions, and beside Ye Qian's side, Molong can also feel Chen's powerful momentum.
In the heart of Molong, the ink guild is important, but Ye Qian is more important. If you can only choose between the ink guild and Ye Qian, Molong will definitely not hesitate to choose Ye Qian. Therefore, when seeing such a situation, Molong almost did not hesitate, screamed, and the fire in his hand stabbed Chen.
Ye Qian couldn't help but be surprised. How could a dragon like Chen Yi be his opponent? If Chen Yi knows the identity of Molong, he may still be merciful, but now he does not know. "Molong!" Ye Qian shouted, if two gas appeared in the body, it suddenly relieved Chen's own pressure.
"Hey?" Chen Yi screamed in amazement. He did not think that there would be two different and completely resisted anger in Ye Qian’s body. Is he also a trainer? Chen Yi secretly thought. However, it is impossible to think about it. If Ye Qian knows it, it will not be so passive. I must have had an adventure.
When I saw the dragon's fire smashing towards myself, Chen Yi brows slightly, and his eyes flashed a surprise look. The finger quickly pointed out, and instantly hit the valve of the ink dragon. Molong only felt a stagnation of breathing, a feeling of fatigue, and the body stopped involuntarily. When Chen Yi’s wrist turned over, he took the fire in the hand of Molong to his own hands. The whole process is very fast, almost done in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that Chen did not want to hurt the meaning of the ink dragon, Ye Qian secretly sighed. However, when I think of the scene just now, Ye Qian still feels a little coolness in his heart, so amazing work, I am afraid that the old man’s skill is not under the Emperor’s ruthlessness.
As a trainer, Ye Qian gradually became more and more interested in this, but he did not know how to practice. However, Ye Qian did not know that Hu Ke had taught him some of the most basic things when he was at tw.
"Are you okay?" Going to the side of Molong, Ye Qian patted on his back, helping him to take advantage of the situation, nervously asked.
Molong coughed twice and finally picked it up in one breath. The feeling just now, as if I suddenly suffocated, it was very uncomfortable. Molong gratefully glanced at Ye Qian and shook his head. Then he looked at Chen Yi and said, "Give me the dagger."
"Where did you get the fire from?" Chen Yi asked.
Seeing his expression, Molong was slightly excited. This expression represents Chen Yi’s fire, and he should pay attention to this fire. With a bang, Molong slammed down and said: "The Mohist descendants, Molong, have seen Chen's predecessors."
"You... what do you mean by you?" Chen Yi’s expression was obviously a little excited.
"Molong, the Moh family." Molong repeated. Molong is more convinced that Chen Yizhen is the person of the ink guild, and he certainly knows what his grandfather is doing.
"You are really a descendant of the Mohist family? God, God, I didn't expect that I could still see the descendants of the Moh family in my lifetime. Get up quickly, get up quickly." Chen Yi hurriedly helped the Molong. Then, a little anxious to ask: "There are only the post-production talents of the Mohist family who have this fire. Come, children, take it well."
Molong took over the fire and asked: "Predecess..."
"Don't follow the rules of the ink guild, you are the heir to the guild guild giant, just call my name." Chen Yi interrupted the words of Molong, said.
"Predecessors and my grandfather are a generation, and it is appropriate to call you a predecessor." Molong said, "Predecessors, I am looking for you this time, I want to know what happened in the past? My parents are still alive." ?"
Chen Yizhen trembled and couldn't help but said, "Come, sit down first, sit down first." Then he looked at Ye Qian and said, "This is..."
"Little Ye Qian is the brother of Molong." Ye Qian replied. When he saw it, Chen Yi seemed to have a hard time saying that he didn't want to say that things were like that.
"You can sit down, sit down." Chen Yi said, "Is Mr. Ye?"
"Call me Ye Qian." Ye Qian said.
"If I don't want to hear anything, Ye Qian's body has a very evil atmosphere. I hope that you can control it well, otherwise it will definitely become a murderous demon in the future. It will always be a of hell." Chen Yi said. .
Ye Qian’s slight sighs, when Ye Qian was in Linglong Temple in northeastern China, Ye Qian also felt this way. Now Chen Yi said this, which makes Ye Qian more sure whether his body has something that is not his own. . Is it a blood wave? Slightly smiled, Ye Qian said: "I have killed enough people. After death, I will definitely go to the 18th floor of Hell, huh, huh."
Slightly sighed, Chen Yi said: "I am not talking about this, you will understand later." Then turned his eyes to the ink dragon, said: "Giant, have you not yet returned to the guild? Since Molong asked his own question, then Chen Yi can be sure that Molong does not have a meeting with the ink, otherwise he will not know anything about the original.
Shaking his head, Molong said: "I have been inquiring about the news of the ink guilds in these years, but I have never been lost. Last year, I finally found Du Liancheng. I wanted to ask him about the guild. However, I did not expect him to kill me. This time I finally found out the whereabouts of my predecessors. I also hope that my predecessors can tell me what happened in the past and tell me if my parents are still in the world?"
Long sighed, Chen Yi said: "The current ink guild is completely different from the previous ones. These things, you don't know. As for your parents, as early as twenty years ago died."
Ye Qian slightly frowned, and secretly thought, will the inkmakers also be like the plot of the movie in the movie, what happened to seize power? Therefore, the whole family of Molong was killed, and Zhongliang was all retired.
Molong’s mouth twitched a few times, apparently curbing his sorrow. In the past, Molong had at least one thought, but now when I hear that my whole family is dead, it is naturally sad. Deeply took a breath, Molong asked: "Predecessors, how did my parents die?"
"Some things still don't know. It's not very good. You haven't been so good now. You have forgotten the guild guild. You have been to your own life, don't look for any guild." Chen Yi said.
"No, I am a descendant of the Mohist family. I am the giant of the ink guild. If I don't even know how my parents died, if I can't find a guild, how can I survive?" What other face to survive?" Molong said firmly.
"How about knowing how your parents died? Can you change anything?" Chen said sharply.
"If they are guilty and die, my natural son will take revenge for them; if they are normal deaths, then I am a descendant of the Mohist family, and I should also bear the responsibility of the singer." The dragon said firmly.
"Hey, revenge? You can't even beat me, how do you revenge?" Chen Yi said. He didn't really look down on the ink dragon. He just didn't want to let the ink dragon involve the disputes of the ink guild again, let him live a faint life, isn't that good too.