Half an hour later.

Ye Chen successfully arrived at the Mao Family Hotel, a house on the fifth floor, decorated in a magnificent manner. At the entrance of the hotel was a statue of Taizu.

A sound of footsteps came, and then an old man in black uniform walked out with a very polite expression: "Mr. Ye, you are here!"

The old man is the old man.

Ye Chen glanced at him and asked with surprise: "Why are you? Where is Miss Yao?"

"Miss Yao has returned to Lingyao Mountain, but before that, she handed me what you want."

When Mr. Fu was talking, he kept paying attention to Ye Chen's expression intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Chen said, "Okay, give me the things."

"Mr. Ye, don't worry."

"In order to thank you for selling the heart pill to us, Miss Yao asked a special banquet before leaving and told me I would treat you well."

After saying this, Mr. Fu casually put his hand on Ye Chen's shoulder with a passionate look on his face.

"Miss Yao is so polite."

Ye Chen smiled, followed him and walked into the Mao Family Hotel and went up the third floor.

Along the way, Ye Chen didn't see anyone, and the entire Mao family hotel seemed a little empty. He couldn't help but ask, "Why is there no one in this store?"

"Isn't this to entertain you, Mr. Ye? That's why we booked the entire restaurant to avoid disturbing you to have dinner."

Mr. Fu asked Ye Chen to sit down.

The table was filled with a lot of dishes, and there were two bottles of red wine. Mr. Fu poured a glass of wine for Ye Chen and smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, I will toast you on behalf of Miss Yao!"

Ye Chen touched him a glass, took a sip of red wine, and then said, "Do you need to give me the tiger bone flower now?"

"Why don't you have another drink?" Mr. Fu advised.

Ye Chen shook his head and showed an impatient look: "You give it to me first, it's not too late for me to drink."

"Can!"

Old Fu got up and walked aside, took out a brocade box, which seemed to be made of sandalwood. Ye Chen smelled a scent of sandalwood from a distance.

"Mr. Ye, the tiger bone flower is inside!"

Old Fu walked over with his hands holding Jinbo.

Ye Chen reached out his hand to the brocade box and wanted to open it. Just the moment his hand touched the lid of the brocade box.

A sharp look flashed in Old Fu's eyes, and his hand holding the bottom of the brocade box suddenly appeared with a silver needle.

A silver light flashed through the sky.

The silver needle suddenly pierced into Ye Chen's wrist, and the silver needle penetrated into the skin completely, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ye Chen's face changed and he looked at Mr. Fu in disbelief: "What did you...have you done to me?"

Fu Lao, who had been extremely enthusiastic before, changed his attitude and a look of pride appeared on his face: "Of course, I pierced the Xuan needle into your body!"

"What is the Xuan Locking Needle?" Ye Chen said coldly.

"It's a magic weapon that can lock the mysterious energy in your body."

Mr. Fu smiled coldly: "Do you feel your limbs are weak now and the mysterious energy in your body cannot be mobilized. As long as you exert force, a stinging pain will come from your meridians?"

Ye Chen tried it, and the expression on his face changed again and again: "Why did you do this?"

"This question is a good question!"

At this time, a loud laugh came from the direction of the stairs on the fourth floor. Murong Yang walked down with a smile, clapping his hands as he walked: "Old Fu, you're doing a good job!"

"Murong Yang, it's you!"

Ye Chen subconsciously wanted to stand up, but sat back again, showing a painful look on his face: "It turns out that this is a scam, you want to kill me!"

"You're not stupid!"

Mr. Fu smiled and opened the brocade box in front of Ye Chen, but saw that it was empty inside and there was nothing.

Ye Chen glared at him: "I have given you the Heart-Benefiting Pill, you are not trustworthy!"

"Boy, in fact, we didn't plan to hand over the tiger bone flower to you from the beginning."

Mr. Fu looked gloomy: "If we don't use this method, how could we trick you?"

Ye Chen closed his eyes and said, "I can understand that Murong Yang wants to kill me, but I asked myself that I didn't offend you Lingyao Mountain, right? Why do you want to kill me? And they are united with him?"

Murong Yang looked at him with a smile: "Because you have magical objects such as body refining pills and heart-enhancing pills, if I guess correctly, you must have a pill recipe on you."

"No!"

Ye Chen shook his head quickly, looking a little flustered.

Seeing his expression, the smile on Murong Yang's face became brighter and brighter: "Before this, I had asked you to give me the Heart-Booning Pill, but you were ungrateful and refused me."

"I sent Uncle Kui to kill you afterwards. I didn't expect you to curse and kill Uncle Kui from the air. You are still a Tongxuan person who entered the Taoist realm."

The expression on his face was suddenly replaced by ruthlessness: "But so what? I, Murong Yang, is also a Tongxuan person, and I am still in the late stage of entering the Taoist realm!"

The words fell.

A strong aura suddenly burst out from his body, and he reached out and waved to the chandelier on the ceiling.

"Bang!"

The chandelier suddenly lit up.

He waved his hand again, and the chandelier suddenly went out, then looked up at Ye Chen: "I guess you must be surprised, right? You even regretted rejecting me at first?"

"Even if you regret it, it's useless!"

Murong Yang shook his head slightly: "I was originally strong enough to kill you, but in order to prevent it, my grandfather and Miss Yao sent Mr. Fu to help me, and gave me the Xuanxin Needle."

Speaking of this, his face turned cold: "Now you are locked in the mysterious energy by the locked needle. To me, it is like an ant. You will definitely die today!"

"Old Fu, kill him!"

As soon as this is said.

Old Fu, who was beside him, grinned and reached out to Ye Chen with one hand: "Boy, go all the way!"

"Slow down!"

Ye Chen suddenly said something.

Murong Yang was full of jokes, like a cat playing with a mouse: "There is no need to beg for mercy, because it is too late, and you can say any last words."

Ye Chen looked at Mr. Fu: "I will give you a chance in Lingyao Mountain in the end, give me the tiger bone flower, and then ask Yao Bingyue to kowtow to me and apologize!"

"I dare to speak shamelessly until the end of my life!" Mr. Fu smiled coldly, and this time he punched Ye Chen directly.

Ye Chen sighed lightly, then stood up, completely no longer as he had before.

"You...how could you move?" Old Fu's eyes widened, feeling a little unbelievable.

Murong Yang was also shocked: "Aren't you locked the Xuanqi and meridians by the Locking Xuan Needle?"

"Lock the Xuan Needle? Are you talking about this?"

Ye Chen smiled, then raised his sleeves, and saw the skin on his arm begin to tremble. As it trembled, a tiny silver needle gradually drilled out.

"This...how is this possible!"

Mr. Fu and Murong Yang exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Chen shook his head slightly and looked at Murong Yang with a little disdain: "Have you not investigated my identity before you attacked me?"

"What is your identity?"

Murong Yang's heart sank.

Although the Murong family is a dominant in Ganzhou, they do not have much energy outside and the news is relatively closed. He has also asked someone to inquire about Ye Chen's identity before.

However, he only found out that Ye Chen had a conflict with the bandits in Shi Laotang. He didn't think much about it at the time, and thought that the bandits were afraid of Ye Chen's identity as Tongxuan.

Now I hear Ye Chen’s question again.

He gradually felt a little bad premonition in his heart.

"No wonder your Murong family can only dominate Ganzhou, but it is not famous in China."

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, and walked towards Murong Yang step by step with his hands behind his back: "My name is Ye Chen, from Tiannan. I killed Yuan Bupo alone and killed three masters in a row. I destroyed the Su family with one hand, and once used a sword to flatten the branch of the Martial Alliance..."

As his words fell.

Murong Yang's face changed drastically, and he took more than ten steps in a row. Finally, he lost his voice and said in horror: "You...you are Ye Nankuang!??"

"What?"

When Fu Lao, who was standing beside him, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood up and let out an incredible roar: "He is Ye Nankuang!??"

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Chapter completed!