Ye Chen really didn't expect it.

Yun Yi actually saw the ghost ship, and the people on the ghost ship were Su Yuhan and his parents.

As if he noticed the change in his mood, Yun Yi's face changed slightly, and then he said in shock: "Mr. Ye, is your wife on the boat?"

Meeting her gaze, Ye Chen admitted openly: "Yes, my wife disappeared because of the ghost ship."

"Dad, can we meet mom?" The little guy finally understood the two of them and looked at Ye Chen with his head raised and he looked forward to it.

Ye Chen smiled softly: "It's almost!"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Yi's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt a burst of pain in her heart for no reason.

It's like something has been lost.

She took a deep breath and forced a smile and said, "But Mr. Ye, you must be careful. At that time, the people who fought on the ghost ship were very strong. I suspect they were the legendary martial saints..."

Martial Saint...

This word is a legend in the northern border, even in the ancient world, and its power represents is beyond imagination.

The so-called Martial Saint is the most saint of martial arts. The ancient world is prosperous in civil and military affairs, and only the literary saint can compete with the Martial Saint.

The literary saint is a saint who becomes a saint. The literati do not cultivate true energy or physical strength. They use articles to cultivate literary fortunes to sense the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

A master of the literary world has no better physical fitness than a mortal, and he will still catch a cold and cough, but a golden word from the other party can change the celestial phenomena, and a pair of ink treasures can cause thunder to come to the world.

Whether it is the Martial Saint or the Wen Saint, Yun Yi has never seen her in her life, even though she is the queen mother of the sect dynasty, one of the two overlords in the northern territory.

After hearing her words, Ye Chen looked calm.

Although the cultivation systems of the ancient world and the earth are similar, they have different differences, which are even more ancient and rigorous.

Judging from the people he killed today, the supreme giant realm of the earth is equivalent to the Wuzong in the ancient world.

And King Wu is the quasi-saint of the earth!

Then the Martial Saint must be equivalent to the saint on earth!

There are not only one or two saints who died at Ye Chen's hands, so Ye Chen just smiled but said nothing about Yun Yi's kindness.

Even though the system in the ancient world is relatively large and the quality of the warrior is stronger than that of the earth, Ye Chen is not afraid either.

After all, except for him, Ying, Huangquan Ancestor and Ye Wushuang are all Martial Saint-level existences.

He shook his head secretly, and then spoke, "Where did this ghost ship appear and where did it disappear?"

"I don't know this either."

Yun Yi's eyes darkened: "I only know that I had seen it in the vast sea, and then fell into the water and fell into a coma. Since then, it has disappeared in the northern border..."

She wanted to find the ghost ship more than Ye Chen.

Because she remembered that before she fell into a coma, she was chased by a strong man on the ghost ship. In order to save him, her father stayed to cut off the rear and then disappeared with the ghost ship.

No one can be seen in life, no corpse can be seen in death.

Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The ghost ship is uncertain, but no matter what, it will eventually appear in a place with water.

However, there is no trace of it in the northern border, which means that the ghost ship is just passing through the vast sea, and the northern border is not the final destination of the ghost ship.

Thinking of this, he spoke, "You just said that Hanhai is a tributary of Tianfeng Sea?"

"good."

Yun Yi nodded slightly, then seemed to guess what he thought, and said, "But the Tianfeng Sea is quite special. It borders our northern border, southern border, eastern desert, western desert, and central province at the same time..."

Ye Chen couldn't help frowning.

He originally planned to go to Tianfeng Sea to investigate the traces of the ghost ship, but now he became more and more confused after hearing Yun Yi's words.

The Tianfeng Sea area is also along with the other four major lands. Wouldn't that mean he wants to search one by one?

And at this moment, he thought and looked out of the hall.

Someone was coming towards the barrier he set up, but there were several civil officials and several military generals.

With a wave of his sleeve, he removed the barrier. Soon, several people walked in quickly.

When they saw Ye Chen and Yun Yi's clothes were neat, the few people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Empress Dowager, Mr. Ye..."

The leading generals Yun Yi and Ye Chen said respectfully: "The rebels fled countless times. Do we ask if we order the pursuit?"

When saying this, everyone, including him, was filled with excitement.

They won this battle, but they won hundreds of thousands of troops with less than 30,000 defenders!

And all this is thanks to one person!

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Ye Chen together, with infinite admiration in their eyes!

At this moment, Ye Chen was no longer different from the gods and men in their hearts, and was even considered by many people as the patron saint of the sect.

Faced with his request, Yun Yi shook his head and said, "General, don't chase the enemy. You should restrain your troops now, count the casualties, repair the city walls, and prevent them from returning..."

Their troops are only 30,000, and even if the rebels flee, they cannot pursue them. After all, any small wave of rebels will cause great casualties.

"Here..."

General Mo bowed heavily, and then stopped talking: "Empress Dowager, although King Dai died, there are still seven kings. Besides, the national army is still fighting against the enemy country on the border..."

Yun Yi sighed softly: "The Ai family understands!"

...

On the Longjing City, Yun Yi and Ye Chen stood side by side. They silently looked at the mess after the war, and countless people crying with their bodies.

Yun Yi turned around and asked about the whereabouts of the little emperor, but was told that the little emperor had returned to the palace and had drawn away a thousand troops to protect him.

"The corpus is sorry for you, the Ai family is sorry for you, and your Majesty is even more sorry for you..."

She bowed deeply to everyone, and a line of clear tears slowly dropped from her cheeks.

On the street, a young man knelt in front of the old man, his face full of glory for the survivor of the disaster.

The young man was Ding Peng who took the initiative to climb the city tower and guarded the front line as archers.

"Xiaopeng has grown up and can protect us. He really has a sigh of relief for us!"

"Yes, I just saw Xiaopeng shooting and killing many rebels..."

“…”

There are many people around him surrounding him, praising him in various ways, and countless people.

Ding Peng immediately showed a shy expression on his face.

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in a festive manner stepped forward, put her hands on the bucket and said.

"Xiaopeng, I am Xipo from the east of the city. Just now, Mr. Feng from the east of the city told me that he agreed to your marriage with Minmin, and was willing to give your family a hundred acres of fertile land and two cows as dowry..."

As soon as these words were said, an uproar broke out in the crowd, and many people looked at Ding Peng with envy.

"Xiaopeng is blessed. Mr. Feng from the east of the city is rich, especially his daughter, who is not an ordinary water spirit."

"Xiaopeng is a man who defends his country. If I have a daughter, I would be willing to marry him..."

"Chen Cutezi, come on, you are fifty years old, still a bachelor, and you still have a daughter. Even if you have one, you will definitely be a crooked person. Xiaopeng doesn't like it at all..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!