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Ye Ling also did not expect to accidentally enter this little girl's room.

Seeing Ye Ling'er's wide eyes, Ye Xun'er's eyes became misted, "Big, big brother Ling'er, you are bullying Xun Er."

After explaining everything, Ye Ling finally explained everything clearly.

Fortunately, the little girl wasn't an outsider, so she finally forgave Ye Ling.

"Big brother Ling, you can turn around now." A while later, Xun Er's sweet voice sounded from behind Ye Ling.

The instant Ye Ling turned around, his eyes froze.

There was nothing she could do about it. At this moment, Ye Xun'er was simply too beautiful. She was wearing a floral poplar dress, and her slender neck was extremely white.

Although Ye Ling had seen countless beauties, a pure girl like Xun Er was still quite rare.

So much so that he was in a trance.

"Big brother Ling, what's wrong?" Did Xun Er just scare you? " Noticing that Ye Ling was stunned, Ye Xun'er hurriedly walked forward and asked with concern.

"No, I was stunned because Xun Er is too beautiful." Ye Ling smiled faintly.

"Aiya." Xun Er's face turned red before saying: "Big brother Ling, now that Big Uncle is colluding with an outsider to frame the Patriarch, should we report this to the Patriarch?"

"No, we have no proof. Daddy won't believe me." Ye Ling gritted his teeth, "The only way now is to find evidence of my uncle colluding with outsiders. Otherwise, it would all be empty talk."

Since the last time Ye Ling had a breakthrough, as the Young Lord of the family, he had naturally grasped some power.

Three days had passed, and after a series of probing by Ye Ling, he finally found some clues.

His eldest uncle's shop was often filled with mixed emotions from other clans. Furthermore, they were in a hurry and no one knew what they were doing.

Of course, while this was suspicious, it was not enough to be conclusive evidence.

Just when Ye Ling was at a loss of what to do, a spy he had sent out had brought him the news.

"Report!" A thin, monkey-like spy ran over and knelt down heavily, "Young Chieftain, recently there was a mysterious assassination organization in Dongyu City. We found out that Ye Heng and this assassination organization seem to have some sort of connection."

"Assassin organization?" Ye Ling's eyes lit up and hurriedly asked, "Did you continue to investigate?" "What were the results?"

"Yes!" I sent some people to continue investigating, but the two spies in the family all died. This assassination organization has a terrifying background and their methods are unrestrained. Due to the severe injury, this subordinate stopped investigating without the Young Master's permission, and requests for your forgiveness, Young Master! "

As he spoke, the spy lowered his head.

"You have done a great deed, why should I blame you?" Ye Ling stood up straight and narrowed his eyes, "What is the name of this hitman organization?"

"Reporting to the Young Lord!" As the spy spoke, he looked left and right, fear flashing across his eyes, before he opened his mouth and spat out three words.

"Heavenly Demon Hall."

In a certain nameless alley in Dongyu City, a youth wearing a brass mask gently pushed open the wooden door.

On the surface, it was an extremely ordinary street, but inside, there was a whole new world.

The levels of these people were not that high, but they were usually around the fifth level of the Martial Disciple realm. There were no experts above the Martial Disciple realm.

A warrior was already a big shot in this little Dongyu City. Even a killer would not be able to run all over the streets.

"Who are you?" Just when Ye Ling was about to continue observing, a black shadow flashed in front of him.

This figure wore a huge black cloak that covered his face, revealing only his incomparably sinister aura.

"I was assigned by the tall building to take on a mission." Ye Ling's voice was firm.

The tall building was the name of a informant, and it was already under the control of a Ye family spy.

"With just you? For a level three Martial Disciple to come here to take a mission? " The cloaked man sneered. His tone was full of contempt.

Ye Ling did not say anything. His body moved and a shock wave exploded out!

"You're courting death!" The cloaked man's sword-like eyebrows twitched. He was about to release his true qi.

But in that instant, that blast of air had already exploded to his chest.

Bang! Ye Ling opened up his five fingers and pressed them down!

Crack! Crack * The cloaked man's body emitted a muffled sound as his knees bent and he actually kneeled on the ground!

Immediately, cold sweat dripped down from the cloaked man's face. "Senior …"

"Take me with you, don't waste time." Ye Ling's voice sounded slightly hoarse.

"Yes, yes, yes. Senior, please." The cloaked man did not dare to be careless this time. He nodded his head and bowed as he led the way.

The commotion at this moment was neither big nor small, and the surrounding assassins had all taken note of this.

Of course, they were not foolish enough to find trouble with Ye Ling. They only stared at him with fearful eyes, as if they were guessing which expert Ye Ling was actually at the third level of the Martial Disciple realm.

"Senior, this is a new mission that has been issued recently. Please take a look." The cloaked man walked to the front desk and took out a booklet.

Killers were here to accept missions and to exchange for rewards.

Assassination was mainstream, but there was also a series of unspeakable deals.

As for the reward, it was a Qi Dan, which was beneficial to all the Martial Disciples. It was made by a cultivator and was extremely powerful.

Ye Ling randomly flipped through the booklet and didn't pay much attention to it at first. However, as he flipped through the booklet, an image suddenly attracted his attention.

"What!" Ye Ling gasped and quickly turned the page back. Staring at the page, his eyes widened!

Because this page was actually the portrait of the Ye Family's Patriarch, Ye Feng!

Moreover, Ye Feng was ranked at the top, and he was rewarded with a thousand Qi Pills!

Ye Ling's face darkened and he clenched his fists tightly.

After secretly memorizing the main characteristics of the killer's body in the lobby, Ye Ling took the booklet with him and quietly left the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Ye Family.

Ye Feng held the booklet in his big hand, his face ashen and slightly trembling.

Ye Ling had already investigated everything that happened recently. However, the real decision was up to Ye Feng to decide for himself.

Closing his eyes, Ye Feng let out a long sigh. Then, with a wave of his hand, a pitch-black Wu Clan appeared in Ye Ling's hands.

Looking at the warm tiger shaped jade pendant in his hand, Ye Ling was stunned.

This was the Tiger Tally, the symbol of the family head. Even the most powerful hidden guards in the family were under the control of this Tiger Tally.

"Ling'er, from today onwards, the secret guard will be handed over to you. This matter, investigate thoroughly!"

On the Ye Family's martial arts practice field, the moonlight poured down like silver and water.

In front of Ye Ling stood thirty-six men wearing Darksteel Heavy Armors. The dark heavy armor wrapped these men up in layers. Only their stomachs were left, appearing somewhat terrifying under the desolate night sky.

After obtaining the Tiger Tally, Ye Ling summoned the secret guards of these families overnight.

Even the weakest of the Ye Clan's secret guards was at the fourth level of Martial Disciple, and the strongest among them had reached the eighth level of Martial Disciple. This was the Ye Clan's strongest defensive force.

However, all of this was nothing in Ye Ling's eyes.

What was an expert? Only those who had endured the endless loneliness and broken through could be considered strong.

As an exceptional devil of the Upper Realm, Ye Ling naturally had his own body tempering method.

"I know that some of you must have a grudge right now. Why am I, a mere level 3 Martial Disciple, here to command your group of experts who are at least level 4?"

Ye Ling's voice was sonorous.

"But right now, you all don't have the right to refute. You can have opinions on this matter, but don't bring them up!" As Ye Ling spoke, the surrounding people started to laugh.

"What are you laughing for!" I'm not joking with you guys! "

After this shout, the laughter abruptly stopped. Ye Ling looked around at the crowd, and then said coldly, "Now, do you see the stone behind you? Every stone here weighs over ten thousand jin. I want you to take this stone from one end of the training field to the other. I can only use my true qi to push the rock! "

Roar!

The guards looked at each other.

Although his true qi was very strong, just relying on true qi to push a ten thousand jin boulder was a bit too arduous. How could he train like this?

"Good!" "Let's begin now!" Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Ling immediately issued an order.

Although the surrounding guards were a bit dissatisfied, they still walked up quickly, using their true qi to push the stone with all their might.

At first, the stones were moving very fast, but after a hundred or two hundred meters, they were moving at the speed of a snail.

All of the guards were sweating profusely. It was as if Ye Ling had made the arrangements beforehand, and the rocks that corresponded to the dark guards' high cultivation realm were much heavier as well.

"Don't stop! If I don't say stop, no one is allowed to stop! " Ye Ling began to curse loudly, "Are you f * cking men or not? You want to retreat at such a little point? "

"If you want to become stronger, then be more ruthless to yourself!" That's right, continue! " Ye Ling had a thick neck.

Most of the dark guards were still loyal to their duty, they gritted their teeth and continued circulating their Zhen Qi to push the huge rock.

However, there were a few dark guards who were clearly upset.

"I'm done for!" A big sized man suddenly slapped the huge rock hard, causing it to crack. "I am here as a guard, not as a laborer to move stone workers! And why the f * ck are you using your true qi like that! "

"What did you say?" Ye Ling frowned slightly.

The big man stared at Ye Ling and sneered, "Ye Ling, don't think that your father will be afraid of you just because you are the son of the family head! What kind of training is this, it's basically torturing us! Why don't you go up yourself? "

"That's right, why didn't you do it yourself!?" What makes you think you can take advantage of this place? " The few burly men could no longer hold it in. They stared at Ye Ling with their hoarse voices as they panted heavily.

Bang! Ye Ling's body suddenly moved.

"Good!" "You did it yourself. Everyone, as a witness, this silkpants shouldn't have overestimated his own abilities. You can't blame others for this!" Upon seeing Ye Ling sprinting over, the burly man sneered coldly. His hands reached out horizontally, as though he was trying to deflect Ye Ling's attack.

But in the next moment, the big man widened his eyes.

He only saw Ye Ling's speed surpassing everything else, and before the big man could open up his attack, he felt a tightening sensation on his neck, and his entire body was lifted up from the ground.

"You, you, you, you you …" The sturdy man exclaimed in shock as Ye Ling scratched on the hard black iron.

"You what you?" Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, "I possess the Tiger Tally, so I am the clan head!" If you dare to disobey my orders, you are betraying the family! This was originally a crime of being cut into thousands of pieces, but I won't kill you today. I'll let you see how I train.

Ye Ling said, and then threw the man away like a dead dog, and under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he walked forward with big steps.

Bang! Ye Ling released all of his Zhen Qi, and the huge rock started to move due to his strong Zhen Qi.

Everyone howled in a low voice and started to circulate their zhenqi to train together with Ye Ling.

However, regardless of the fourth or the eighth stage of the Martial Disciple Stage, none of them were faster than Ye Ling.

Gradually, the eyes of many of the guards were filled with amazement.

"Powerful warrior!" It's all about self-improvement! " Ye Ling bellowed, his body drenched in sweat.

But there was no change in his eyes.

Even though his zhenqi was depleted, he still took the lead bravely.

"Powerful warrior!" It's fearlessness! "

"Powerful warrior!" it's Hegemony of the World! "

Ye Ling started to circulate his mystical techniques, as a light flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to have returned to that era when he was in high spirits and his true qi was decreasing bit by bit. However, Ye Ling acted as if he did not see it and continued moving forward.

He was a strong person, a well-deserved strong person!

Sweating profusely, a wave of dizziness dared to assail Ye Ling's mind. Insensible, Ye Ling tilted his body and fell heavily onto the ground.

"Young master!" "Young Lord!"