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Chapter 300 Is the Lord of Shenxiao Tower still alive? Inherited Culture [Update 2]

This knife——

Xie Linyuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he took a few steps closer, expecting to see it more carefully.

But at this moment, Yan Tingfeng instantly retracted the knife.

"Stop." He said coldly, "Although I can't see you, it doesn't mean I can't sense you."

Xie Linyuan's eyes narrowed deeper, and he stood where he was, and really didn't move forward.

This person is indeed very extraordinary.

The knife in Yan Tingfeng's hand reminded him of an old friend——

The Lord of Shenxiao Tower.

It is rumored in the martial arts world that the Lord of Shenxiao Tower is proficient in martial arts of various schools, which enables him to sit firmly in the position of the Supreme of the Martial Arts World, and is truly the first person in the martial arts world.

But the weapon of the Lord of Shenxiao Tower is a knife.

His swordsmanship is the best in the world.

Xie Linyuan has fought with the Lord of Shenxiao Tower and knows how powerful and treacherous the Lord of Shenxiao Tower's swordsmanship is.

The scene of Yan Tingfeng wiping the blade just now reminded him of the Lord of Shenxiao Tower for no reason.

But the Lord of Shenxiao Tower is definitely not so weak.

After all, as the supreme master of the martial arts world, he must have a strong physique.

After a long silence, Yan Tingfeng suddenly spoke again: "But if you have no ill will towards her, I will not do it."

As long as they are good to Ye Wanlan, he can be infinitely tolerant.

Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows.

This kid is very concerned about the little junior sister.

But he still has to continue to observe.

Xie Linyuan returned to Ye Wanlan's room. He leaned against the window silently and did not speak.

"Big Brother has been very silent since he came back from a trip." Ye Wanlan put away the documents he had processed, "What headache are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about the owner of Shenxiao Tower." Xie Linyuan answered subconsciously, "His swordsmanship is indeed superb. If he hadn't had things to do in the tower at that time and was in a hurry to leave, I'm afraid I might not be his opponent if we continued to fight."

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "You have fought with him before, didn't you try out his swordsmanship?"

This sentence made Xie Linyuan's expression pause. After three seconds, he said in disbelief: "Nine Swords of Heaven?!"

"Well." Ye Wanlan said lazily, "He is the second disciple of the master. After all, he is our fellow disciple. I have to call him the second senior brother, and you call him the second junior brother."

"I remember..." Xie Linyuan was silent for a moment, "The old man seemed to want to talk to me about this, but I ignored him."

Xie Leyou had many enemies in the martial arts world because of his practice of swordsmanship, which indirectly killed his mother.

Throughout his life, he never forgave Xie Leyou.

That's why he only dared to watch Lin Fanyin from afar, but didn't dare to get close.

He was always afraid that he would follow the same old path as his father.

It wasn't until many years after Xie Leyou passed away that he began to let go.

"Well, it's the Nine Swords of Heaven, but he changed it to swordsmanship." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "He is indeed a martial arts genius, and Brother Wang also admits this."

"So that's it." Xie Linyuan thought, "He is also proficient in the Nine Swords of Heaven, and his improved swordsmanship can even break the weaknesses of the Nine Swords of Heaven. No wonder when I fight him, I always feel like I'm fighting against another me."

Ye Wanlan asked again: "Why did you suddenly think of the Lord of Shenxiao Tower?"

"I wonder, with his strength, will he not die in that battle." Xie Linyuan said slowly, "His martial arts are unfathomable. The old man once said that he is the most likely person to break through the limit."

Ye Wanlan's eyes changed slightly: "It's not impossible."

But even if the Lord of Shenxiao Tower did not die, I'm afraid he must have paid a huge price.

"Junior sister, maybe others can't find their traces, but you are different." Xie Linyuan stared into her eyes, "You can resonate with those antiques and see the historical images of the past. As long as we can find more antiques, we can solve the whole truth of three hundred years ago."

"I know." Ye Wanlan said softly, "I will."

What kind of antiques are related to the owner of Shenxiao Tower?

Ye Wanlan thought for a moment: "Tomorrow's shooting is still in Fengyuan, and the theme is still the Xiang royal family. I will trouble you to help find antiques at that time."

"It's a small matter." Xie Linyuan smiled lazily, "I think I'm in a good state now. Only you can see me, and it's much more convenient for me to do things."

As he said, he jumped onto the window again: "It's getting late, I'm going to go out for a walk, Junior sister, after you're done, go to bed early."

**

Nine o'clock in the evening, Hong Kong City, Kang Family.

"Old man, old lady." The young man was dusty and bowed to a pair of elegant and luxuriously dressed old couples on the sofa.

"Back?" Mr. Kang put down the newspaper, looked behind him, and frowned, "You came back alone?"

"Sorry." The young man was embarrassed, "I went to Fengyuan, took out the paternity test report, and told her the conditions, but she didn't agree."

"Don't agree?" Mrs. Kang put the teacup heavily on the coffee table, "Why, she still thinks it's not enough? Want more"

The young man hesitated for a moment before whispering: "She said she won't change her surname, but she can let the Kang family change their surname to Ye."

"Snap!"

The teacup suddenly cracked, and Mrs. Kang was furious: "How can this be absurd!"

The Kang family has been passed down for a hundred years, how can they change their surnames because of a junior?

As expected of Zhu Qingxian's daughter, they are not good people!

"Little girl, she is very ambitious, but I don't know if her strength is enough to support her ambition." Mr. Kang shook his head, "She wants to negotiate more conditions with us."

The young man was about to speak when the door was opened.

Butler Kang led a man in.

The man looks to be in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looks mature and heavy.

The man is Kang Mufeng, the legitimate son of the Kang family, Zhu Qingxian's husband.

"Dad, Mom." He glanced at the living room, "What are you talking about? What little girl?"

"It's nothing." Mrs. Kang smiled and said, "A junior from another clan made a mistake and came to us for help. Your father and I are discussing how to solve it."

After Kang Mufeng heard this, he didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded and went upstairs.

The young man was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Old man, old lady, why don't you tell your husband about this?"

"Tell him what to do?" Mrs. Kang shook her head, "He and Zhu Qingxian are of the same mind. What will we do if we stop him? What's more important is that we haven't brought him back yet."

"The person must be brought back." Mr. Kang said calmly, "Shengyang said that the professors at China University are inviting her. She is very useful to the Kang family."

The young man sighed: "This person who turns the tide at night is very stubborn and hard-boned. I'm afraid it's hard to persuade him."

"If the bones are strong, then break them into pieces." Mr. Kang looked indifferent. "She didn't come back because the conditions were not enough. First, use better conditions to lure her to Hong Kong City. After she enters the Kang family, she can still Let her have the final say?"

Isn’t it easy to handle a little girl?

The young man bowed respectfully again: "I understand what you mean."

"Well, go ahead." Mr. Kang waved his hand, "It won't be too late to notify Mu Feng after they come back."

**

The next day, noon.

Producer Liu did not follow the group, but was receiving guests.

"Mr. Seck, I don't know about the previous matter, how are you handling it?" Producer Liu asked, "Is there any time for this show to be given to us on Global Center Station next year?"

"Old brother, it's not that I won't help you, but you should also clearly understand the status of China Film and Television today." Sike sighed, "I only said that if the recorder and performer of this show are People from the Starman Federation Empire, then the approval document from the Global Center will be issued soon."

Producer Liu's expression changed slightly.

He didn't agree with what he said, but he had to admit that it was true.

China’s culture is a world-class treasure, and many people are eyeing it.

But it is true that because civilization was almost extinct, the rise of culture was much slower.

There are many international film and television awards, but China has not even won a finalist award in recent years.

Of course, it is not all because of inferior strength, but also because of being squeezed out.

"Old brother, let me show you a clear path now." Sike lowered his voice, "If you really want the global broadcast rights and can let "Collection of China" be released in the Global Center, then give full management rights to the program. Leave it to Spencer Films at the Global Center, and they will definitely be able to open up the broadcast channels.”

"Impossible!" Producer Liu refused without thinking. His face turned red because of his excessive anger. "This is a program from China. It promotes China's history and culture. You asked me to If we hand over management rights, wouldn’t it be equivalent to handing over our history and culture?”

"Oh, but don't you want more people to see the program you produced?" Sike shook his head, "It doesn't matter who has the production and management rights of the program. Is it difficult to give away the management rights? You guys Will our history and culture be stolen? No, believe me.”

Producer Liu fell silent.

"I have already told Spencer Films about this matter, and they are happy to see it happen." Sack added, "I have also brought the documents. As long as you sign your name, brother, they will definitely arrange the schedule. OK."

He thrust the pen into Producer Liu's hand.

Producer Liu's hand shook, but he finally raised it.

But at this moment, a hand held down his arm.

Ye Banglan said lightly: "We don't need it."

Which one will fall first, Sister Lan or Brother Yan?

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