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Chapter 325 She is Princess Yongning, what does she not know? [1 update]

All this happened in a flash, leaving no time for anyone to react.

The old man only felt a strong force pressing down on his bones, and he could not move in an instant.

"You——"

In order to lure Ye Wanlan to take the exquisite eight-treasure box, the old man chose a stall that was not in the downtown area.

It was very deserted here, with only a few tourists passing by occasionally.

But at this moment, he found that there was no third person on this road except him and Ye Wanlan.

He was set up!

The old man reacted quickly, and he was shocked and angry: "You actually..."

"Led me here?" Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "How do you know that you are a hunter?"

High-end hunters often appear in the image of prey.

Deliberately pretending to be ignorant and weak, so that the opponent can relax their vigilance, and finally, the offensive and defensive momentum is different.

And she is the real hunter.

At this point, how could the old man not know that he had fallen into Ye Wanlan's trap? He turned around and was about to flee.

"Want to run?" Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "Can you run away?"

The old man was horrified to find that he could not use magic at this moment. The power in his body seemed to be sealed by something, making him like a truly powerless old man, unable to escape from Ye Wanlan's confinement.

Ye Wanlan raised his hand and chopped the old man's neck directly.

This blow not only did not reduce the force, but increased the force.

People who are good at magic are often weaker than ordinary people without protection.

The old man did not even scream, and fainted directly.

Ye Wanlan gradually stopped smiling, stretched out his legs, and kicked the old man lying on the ground.

"Miss Ye!" Binghe and Tiema ran over and saw that Ye Wanlan had bent down and took out a hemp rope to tie the old man up.

"So quickly caught?" Binghe poked his head out, very surprised, "No way, is this guy a fool?"

"He's not stupid, on the contrary, he's a little smart, and he knows what it means to set a trap." Ye Wanlan tied a knot, his voice was faint, "It's a pity that he thought the information he knew was all the information."

The exquisite eight-treasure box left by Xiaoyao King Yan Shunhua did only appear in a few words in unofficial history, and even the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau did not think it was a real cultural relic.

But she was different.

She had seen Yan Shunhua show off the exquisite eight-treasure box to her and Qin Wang Hua Yingyue, so she could quickly judge whether the exquisite eight-treasure box in the old man's hand was the real Xiaoyao King's relic.

The mastermind behind the scenes failed to take blood yesterday, so naturally he couldn't give up.

And the other party also knew that she was Yan Tingyue's disciple, and she was recording a public program, so he would definitely think of starting with her.

Ye Wanlan threw the old man to Binghe and Tiema, then bent down and picked up the exquisite eight-treasure box that fell on the ground.

Yan Shunhua has always treasured this box, and this is the first time she has touched the exquisite eight-treasure box up close.

The eight sides of the box are seamlessly integrated, without any gaps, and no mechanical locks are used.

Ye Wanlan turned the box around, but could not find a way to open it for the time being.

Could it be that only the blood of Yan Shunhua or the Queen of Xiaoyao can be used?

Ye Wanlan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Yan Shunhua often said one thing and did another, and eight out of ten of his words were false.

"Go back first." Ye Wanlan glanced at the things on the carpet again, raising his eyebrows, "In order to lure me here, you have spent a lot of money. Although these are not cultural relics, they are exquisitely made. Take them all back and divide them among you."

Binghe was beaming: "Yes!"

He knew that if he followed Miss Ye, he could have meat to eat!

Binghe and Tiema tied the old man to an iron chair, and specially got the latest shackles and prison clothes introduced by the 723rd Bureau to fix the old man to prevent him from escaping.

Then, the two went to the mountain to collect herbs according to the list given by Ye Wanlan.

In the cabin in the woods.

Yan Tingyue slept for a day and a night, and finally woke up slowly.

"Teacher." Ye Wanlan walked forward and helped Yan Tingyue sit up, "You have lost too much blood. You must rest well these days. I wrote a prescription. Binghe and others went to get the medicine."

"I..." Yan Tingyue felt a little dizzy in her head. She shook her head gently, "Alan, you saved my life again."

Before losing consciousness, she felt that her internal organs were stirred fiercely by a sharp blade.

At that moment, she was closest to death.

She thought that her life had come to an end, but she didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to open her eyes and look at this world again.

How could one not be nostalgic for the vast land of China?

Ye Wanlan reached out and patted Yan Tingyue's back, helping her to breathe and warming her meridians with his inner strength: "A teacher for a day, a mother for life, how could I stand by and watch someone die without saving him?"

Yan Tingyue was slightly startled.

Many years ago, when she was still working at the Yunjing Art Association, she had seen too many impetuous and utilitarian people.

People cannot be without utilitarianism in their hearts, otherwise they will have no motivation to move forward, but if only utilitarianism remains, then sooner or later their eyes will be obscured.

Yan Tingyue had never seen anyone like Ye Wanlan.

The girl's face has never concealed her ambition and desire, but she can control her ambition and desire to achieve her own goals.

"Let's not talk about me." Yan Tingyue shook her head slightly, her expression gradually becoming serious, "Alan, someone wants to cut off the roots of Shenzhou. Today it's me, then tomorrow it will be someone else."

And now Shenzhou has not yet fully revived and can't bear the pain of three hundred years ago again.

"Well, I understand." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "Come one, kill one, come ten thousand, then kill ten thousand."

All the barbarians inside and outside the country who dare to raise troops will be killed!

The land of Shenzhou must not be invaded.

The wind chimes rang, the bamboo curtain of the hut was opened, and Yan Tingfeng walked in: "Old Yan, Xiao Wan."

"Xiao Yan is here." Yan Tingyue smiled, "I really troubled you these days."

"No trouble." Yan Tingfeng blinked gently and smiled suddenly, "I also respect Old Yan as my mother."

Hearing this, Ye Wanlan paused, she raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Tingfeng slowly.

Yan Tingfeng looked calm, as if he didn't receive this meaningful look.

After a while, Binghe and Tiema brought in the cooked medicine.

After Yan Tingyue drank the medicine, she felt sleepy and soon fell asleep again.

Ye Wanlan covered her with the quilt: "Where is the person?"

"He is tied in the cave next to him." Binghe patted his chest, "Even if he can shrink bones and escape into the ground, he will never get away."

"Thank you for your hard work." Ye Wanlan nodded and went straight to where the old man was.

The old man hadn't woken up yet, and his neck was bruised and swollen.

Ye Wanlan looked indifferent, and raised his hand and waved it.

"Shua shua!"

With a flash of cold light, two golden needles sank into the old man's shoulders and neck.

"Ah--!!!" The old man suddenly screamed, which was extremely shrill.

He raised his head suddenly, and a cold sweat had already appeared on his body, soaking his clothes.

Ye Wanlan sat in front of him, clasping his hands: "I won't ask you who you are loyal to, because I know I can't ask you. Where did you get this exquisite eight-treasure box?"

The golden needle brought the old man extremely piercing pain, and he couldn't even faint.

His jaw was also fixed, so he couldn't bite his tongue to commit suicide, and could only endure it.

Even now, the old man couldn't accept how he could be trapped here like a stray dog.

Now he heard Ye Wanlan accurately call out the name "Linglong Eight Treasure Box", and his nerves exploded: "How did you know?!"

He was sure that the Shenzhou people could not know the existence of Linglong Eight Treasure Box, so he came up with this plan.

But he had planned everything, but he didn't expect Ye Wanlan to know Linglong Eight Treasure Box!

"I also want to know where you know that this box can only be opened with my teacher's blood." Ye Wanlan slowly raised his eyes, "After all, Yan Shunhua told me personally that only his heart blood can open it,"

Good morning~~