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As she said that, the woman looked Ye Banlan up and down a few more times.

She is surprisingly beautiful, but at such a young age, what can she achieve?

Professor Shen’s expression turned cold: “Ms.

"Mr. Shen, I think I have made it very clear." The woman's expression was extremely cold, "As the successor of the Sword Master, it is impossible for me to hand over the relics of the Sword Master to outsiders. What's more, my research is also very cold. Still in progress!”

She didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup this little girl poured into these two professors from Yunjing University?

"Ms. Xie, Lao Shen and I are not discussing with you, but informing you." Professor Li said coldly, "You are not an employee of the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. As an external employee, you are not qualified to decide the whereabouts of cultural relics." Keep!"

"You...!" The woman laughed angrily, "Okay, I'll give you the hilt of the sword. If you can't find anything by then, be sure not to send it back again. I don't want it anymore!"

She turned around and went into the house, took out a box, and threw the box out with great resentment.

The box ejected like a cannonball, with great speed and impact.

Professor Shen didn't expect the woman to smash the box towards her face, and was stunned for a moment.

"Snapped!"

Ye Banglan stretched out his hand from behind Professor Shen and held the box firmly in his palm.

She slowly raised her head, looked at the woman, and said in a calm voice: "Didn't your family teach you to respect the youngest?"

This glance was extremely dull, but it was full of intimidation.

Their eyes met for a few tenths of a second, but the woman couldn't help but take a few steps back, and even sat down on the chair with a clang.

The woman's expression changed again and again.

The throw she just made was not a casual throw, but contained internal force.

Not to mention an elderly person like Professor Shen, even a young person would have to go to the hospital if he was hit correctly.

Ye Banglan caught it so easily? !

"Two professors, we have got the things, let's go." Ye Banglan stretched out his hand to support Professor Shen, "The air here is dirty. If you stay any longer, it will inevitably invade your body."

This time, the woman didn't speak, but her eyes darkened a bit, looking at Ye Turning's back uncertainly.

The boat returned from the island in the middle of the lake to the ferry in Fengyuan City.

After his feet landed on the ground again, Professor Shen took a deep breath.

She wiped her sweat and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Turn the tide, thank you so much just now. If it weren't for you...my old bones would have been injured."

But fortunately, I got the hilt of the Sword Master's Sword back.

However, at this time, Professor Shen saw Ye Banglan grasping the hilt of the sword and shaking his hand slightly.

There was a "crackling" sound, and the hilt of the sword broke into pieces.

"!!!"

Professor Shen's pupils suddenly shrank: "Turn the tide?!"

Ye Banglan shook his head and said lightly: "Fake."

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of Professor Shen and Professor Li changed!

"Fake?!" Professor Shen was shocked, "How could it be fake?"

"Because on the hilt of the sword master's sword, there will be a word '天' made up of seal patterns." Ye Banlan explained, "But I just looked through it and there is no similar pattern."

Pattern is one of them.

The most important thing is that the weight of the hilt is wrong.

When she was studying under Xie Leyou, she once held this sword master's sword.

She still clearly remembers the weight of the sword tip, blade, hilt and tassel to this day.

The hilt of the sword she just crushed was so light that it could never be genuine.

The sword master's martial arts skills are unparalleled. In addition to the extremely powerful sword technique of the "Nine Swords of Heaven", the swords he uses are naturally treasures.

How could he be destroyed by her so easily?

"So that's it." Professor Shen murmured and sighed again, "I thought that if we found the hilt of the sword, we could learn more about the Sword Master, but we didn't expect...it turned out to be a lie."

"No -" Ye Wanlan said slowly, "The sword hilts discovered by the two professors should be real."

Professor Shen and Professor Li looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes, and blurted out at the same time: "So, she actually made a fake hilt early and gave it to us?"

Ye Tuanlan nodded.

"How unreasonable!" Professor Shen was furious, "Didn't you carefully check her character when you recommended her?"

She and Professor Li did not know Ms. Xie, but she was recommended by another researcher at the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. In addition, she was known as the "Sword Master's Successor", so they handed over the hilt of the sword.

"Two professors, don't worry." Ye Banglan wrote lightly, "I will get the sword hilt back at this time tomorrow."

The previous sword master was her master, and the last sword master was her senior brother.

She does not allow anyone to pretend to be the successor of the Sword Saint.

**

In the evening, Ye turned the tide and returned to the hotel.

Huo Yungui is not here today. According to Rong Yu, he got a book of exercises produced by China University from Yan Tingfeng and is immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

"Why did you go out for so long today?" Yan Tingfeng poured a cup of freshly brewed tea and handed it over, "Did something difficult happen?"

"Not really." Ye Wanlan simply recounted what happened in the afternoon, "I don't know what's the point of pretending to be the descendant of the Sword Saint, and who gave the order."

The woman surnamed Xie is not an ordinary person.

She felt the fluctuation of internal force in the other party.

The internal force is not high, but it is easy for people with internal force to deal with ordinary people.

Yan Tingfeng's pupils narrowed slightly, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes: "Do you need help?"

The former Sword Saint Xie Leyou is one of the only two masters he recognized.

Xie Leyou is a chic person, free and easy in the world, and a savior who often draws his sword to help when he sees injustice.

Although sometimes he does some unreliable things because he is drunk, Xie Leyou is very qualified whether as a martial arts hero or a teacher.

After Xie Leyou passed away, the title of Sword Saint was inherited by his son Xie Linyuan.

He had fought with Xie Linyuan and admitted that the other party was indeed better than his master and had carried forward the name of "Sword Saint".

But where did the so-called successor of the Sword Saint come from three hundred years later?

Although "Nine Swords of Heaven" and Shen Ce Spear Skill and Tian Yin Le Skill are all the strongest martial arts in the world, unlike the six major sects, there is only one Sword Saint in each generation.

Once Xie Linyuan died, where would there be a Sword Saint?

"I will tell you when I need it." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "We have known each other for so long, and we are also friends. I never show off to my friends."

Yan Tingfeng's eyelashes moved slightly, and he murmured and repeated: "Friends..."

This word is very luxurious for him.

He has been in the martial arts world for more than 20 years, and there are only a handful of people who can be called "friends".

Those who stayed with him were mostly because they were afraid of him.

"Okay, friend." Yan Tingfeng raised his head again and smiled calmly, "If Xiaowan needs help, I won't be stingy."

"I need to go out for a while." Ye Wanlan nodded, "Please help me call my uncle."

Yan Tingfeng said calmly: "It's a small matter. I promised my uncle when I came to Fengyuan. You go and do your thing. I'll take care of the rest."

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, on the island in the center of the lake.

At this moment, the sky was very dark, with only a few stars and a crescent moon above the night sky.

The woman walked out of the cabin and sat on a stone bench by the river.

In her hand was a piece of metal product - the hilt of the Sword Saint's Sword.

"These people in the Cultural Relics Bureau are so easy to fool." The woman smiled with some contempt and said to herself, "The fake hilt was taken away so happily. Then I want to see what else you can research."

She caressed the hilt lovingly, and suddenly, the wind whistled.

"Who?!" The woman's expression turned cold and she stood up suddenly.

She reacted very quickly, and with a flick of her wrist, she put away the hilt.

"You do have a real hilt in your hand, but can you really research it?" A voice sounded, in a calm tone, "Or have you been using the name of the Sword Saint's descendant for a long time, and you have deceived yourself?"

The woman turned around suddenly, her pupils trembled: "Is it you?"

Ye Wanlan stood with his hands behind his back: "Hand over the real hilt."

"Impossible!" The woman sneered, "You are so bold, you dare to come to me alone in the middle of the night, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of death."

"It seems that you don't want to talk properly." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "Coincidentally, I am too."

She raised her hand and slowly raised the sword.

Good morning~~

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