The photos flew around and fell in front of Qingcang.
Qing Cang picked it up and took a look, his eyes couldn't help but widen:
"Isn't this the battle suit that Zhan Jingfeng claims to have cost tens of millions of dollars to build?"
"Why did it explode like this?"
"Hey, that helmet seems to be Zhan Jingfeng's head?"
"Palace Master, in the battle at Mingzhu Community last night, you not only escaped unscathed, but you also killed Zhan Jingfeng and other rebels once and for all."
"You are so powerful and wise, you are worthy of being the number one God of War in Xia Kingdom."
"After being missing for three years or even just regaining his memory, he can set up a big plan to lure you into a trap and catch them all in one fell swoop."
"It's a pity that I was incompetent and was blocked on the way. I didn't go to Mingzhu Community to meet up as planned by the palace master, and I missed a good show."
He put the photo back on the table respectfully: "Qingcang did not complete the hunting plan, please punish me, the master of the palace."
Although the palace master won the final victory, Qing Cang still felt very guilty that he had not helped.
Fortunately, the palace master was wise and powerful and was able to overturn the situation with his own strength.
Otherwise, if something unexpected happened, he would probably die as a result of his late arrival.
"Big man, look clearly, I am not Ye Fan, no, I am not Xia Kunlun."
Ye Fan was so angry that he vomited blood: "My name is Ye Fan, my name is Ye Fan, I am not the master of your palace!"
He felt that Qingcang, a big man, was more stubborn than Miao Fenglang.
Not only is it very laborious to communicate, but also the brainstorming is very powerful.
"Yes, yes, the palace master is called Ye Fan now. Before he returned to Xia Kingdom, he was called Ye Fan."
Qing Cang quickly changed the subject: "Don't worry, Lord, I will never mention anything about you to anyone."
"Besides, if you take off the mask, the changes in your voice and body shape caused by three years of amnesia will be difficult for even someone close to you to recognize."
He repeated again: "Palace Master Ye, Qingcang did not arrive at Mingzhu Community on time, please punish me, Master Ye."
While he was respectful and willing to accept punishment, his eyes also had a glimmer of "I understand."
This seems to mean that Ye Fan used other names to conceal his identity as the palace master.
"I really am not your palace master."
Ye Fan felt his head hurt: "How do you believe it?"
"Forget it, I don't want you to believe it. I have nothing to do with you."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "You go out, leave here, and go back to Xia Kingdom."
Seeing Ye Fan driving him away, Qingcang's face became sad, and he looked at Ye Fan expressing his loyalty:
"You have the mask of the palace master, hold the sword of the protector of the country, have the ability to kill Zhan Jingfeng, and have photos of the fight at the scene."
"And we had a secret agreement a few days ago."
"If I fail to arrive at Mingzhu Community on time to join the battle, you will activate the locator on the National Protector Sword."
"You let me, the only reliable person, come to you with the secrets of Qilin Camp to escort you."
"I can find the location of the National Protector Sword and navigate here."
He asked Ye Fan in return: "If you were not the master of the palace, how could you get the sword to protect the country, and how could you activate it?"
A sword to protect the country?
Start positioning?
Ye Fan couldn't help but be startled when he heard this, and then found the locator from the diamond.
A very precise locator that looks very similar to a fine drill.
It's just that the locator, which was originally closed, was opened at some point.
I'm going!
Ye Fan suddenly felt as if he was put on stage by Xia Kunlun.
Once these things came out, coupled with Qingcang's stubbornness, he, the palace master, basically couldn't explain it.
"Okay, Palace Master, let me ask you one more question."
Qingcang straightened his chest and stared at Ye Fan with bright eyes: "I am a white-haired old woman, looking forward to breaking my heart."
Ye Fan thought of Xia Kunlun's ballad and couldn't help but pick it up: "What a shame for my wife, staying alone in an empty room..."
"The code is completely accurate!"
Qingcang completely confirmed Ye Fan’s identity as the palace master:
"Palace Master, this is the secret code you and I agreed upon to prevent anyone from impersonating you."
"And this is taken from an ancient ballad of the Xia Kingdom."
"You picked it up without hesitation now, and you said you are not the palace master?"
Qingcang summarized it for Ye Fan: "The sword to protect the country, the locator, the shocking death of the battle, the secret code of Xia Guo's song..."
Ye Fan sighed in his heart: Lost the card...
Seeing Ye Fan fell into silence, Qingcang looked at Ye Fan again and shouted:
"Palace Master, if you don't recognize me now, are you hurt by Jin Huang and the others, and have you lost trust in all the disciples?"
Qingcang straightened his chest slightly: "If this is the case, Qingcang is willing to die to clarify his ambition!"
"I hope that my passion can restore the trust of the palace master and restore the glory of the Dragon Slaying Palace!"
"Palace Master, take care, I will be your brother in the next life!"
After he finished speaking, he flashed a dagger and stabbed himself in the neck.
No turning back!
"stop!"
Ye Fan quickly flicked his fingers and knocked off the dagger with a silver needle:
"I am the palace master!"
Ye Fan looked at Qing Cang helplessly!
He didn't want to say that he was the master of Dragon Slaying Hall.
But he held the country-protecting sword and held Xia Kunlun's "Yanzu" mask, participated in the battle in Mingzhu Community, and even had the so-called song code.
Coupled with the photos of Zhan Jingfeng's violent death, many things are unclear.
The most important point is that Qingcang, like Miao Fenglang, has well-developed limbs and a single muscle.
When he sees the truth of death, he won't think about it any more.
Qingcang believed that he was Xia Kunlun, and all Ye Fan's explanations were just cover-ups and distrust of him.
Ye Fan could see that Qing Cang's sword attack just now was sincere. He really wanted to use his death to awaken Ye Fan's confidence.
So if Ye Fan continues to deny that he is the master of the Dragon Slaying Hall, he is afraid that Qing Cang will kill him without mercy.
Ye Fan promised Xia Kunlun to take care of the Dragon Slaying Hall. If he watched his only love die violently, Ye Fan would feel bad.
Of course, Ye Fan still had a temporary idea in his mind.
The Tianxia Chamber of Commerce wants to take control of the Dragon Slaughter Hall to strengthen itself, and he can also suppress the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce through the Dragon Slaughter Hall.
Even kill the Ironwood family.
In this way, Ye Fan and the Chinese Medical Sect do not have to go into battle in person, but can also place the battlefield in other countries.
At the same time, it can also fulfill Xia Kunlun's last wish for him to take care of the Dragon Slaying Hall.
This is killing two birds with one stone for Ye Fan.
He was exhausted mentally and physically and waved to Qing Cang: "Get up..."
"Palace Master, Palace Master, do you finally trust me?"
At this time, Qing Cang's body trembled when he heard Ye Fan acknowledge the palace master.
He moved his legs a few steps forward and hugged Ye Fan's thigh, crying bitterly:
"Great, great!"
"You finally believe in my sincere heart, and you finally believe that I am still the same old boy."
"Thank you, Lord, and thank you, brother, for trusting me."
Qingcang cried with grievance, which was in sharp contrast to his huge momentum.
Dong Qianli and Miao Fenglang, who were hiding in the dark, were completely stunned, as if they didn't expect the gorilla-like Qing Cang to be so weak.
"Okay, stop crying. You can be considered a general of the Dragon Slaughter Palace. Why are you crying like this?"
Ye Fan patted Qing Cang on the shoulder to tell him not to be overly excited:
"Qing Cang, get up, I trust you, I am the master of the palace."
"It's just that these are troubled times. I only trust you. Don't mention my true identity to outsiders or those around you."
"Don't leak the news that I'm still alive too soon."
"Before I have completely prepared everything, I hope that I, the palace master, will keep a low profile."
Ye Fan earnestly warned Qing Cang that he did not want to provoke the rebels of Dragon Slaying Hall to deal with him too soon.
"Don't worry, brother, I will never leak any information."
Qingcang wiped away tears: "Your true face will only remain in my heart. I won't tell anyone without your nod."
"If there is any violation, you will kill me Lingchi!"
Qing Cang patted his chest and assured Ye Fan.
This also made him further appreciate Ye Fan's trust.
There were so many people in the entire Slaughter Dragon Hall, but Qingcang was the only one allowed to see his true face.
"You've been busy all night and haven't had breakfast yet, right?"
Looking at this man who was as honest and honest as Miao Fenglang, Ye Fan looked a little gentler:
"Call the brothers in for something to eat, and by the way, tell me the changes in the Dragon Slaying Hall in the past three years."
"Please tell me carefully about the current structure, members, and enemy and friendly forces."
"I have lost my memory for more than two years. My brain is not working very well. I have forgotten many people and things."
Ye Fan decided to get involved in the Dragon Slaying Hall matter because he wanted to know more secrets so that he could control the overall situation.
"Brother, I know you have amnesia and I am worried that you will forget things, so I have packaged the information and information and stored it in the computer."
Qingcang took out a memory card and handed it to Ye Fan: "Everything I can find out is in it."
"You are not just a person with well-developed limbs..."
Ye Fan immediately changed his words mid-sentence: "Ah, no, Qing Cang, you did a very good job!"
Qing Cang hurriedly half-knelt on the ground and responded respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment!"
"Don't call me Palace Master all day long, call me Big Brother."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "Lest my identity be exposed and found by the rebels..."
Qingcang nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Palace Master, okay, Palace Master!"
Ye Fan kicked Qing Cang over...
Then, he turned around and issued an instruction to Dong Qianli:
"Telegraph Shen Dongxing and ask him to get what I want from Gu He within today."
How can you allow others to sleep soundly beside the couch?
Ye Fan held the sword of protecting the country and felt domineering:
