My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 87

Ye Xiong shook his head. He only heard that the cold ink dagger was the inheritance of the dragon soul, but he had never seen it, and he didn't know its origin.

"Lengmo, formerly known as dragon scale, is said to have been cast by Ou Yezi, a famous sword caster during the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period. After being cast, it is used as a torture tool for lingchi's death in the palace. After decades of torture tools, the dagger was covered with blood and accumulated countless grievances. Therefore, it was as cold as ice on the dagger. "

"The dragon scale dagger has been passed down for generations. Whoever gets it will come to no good end. So it is said among the people that this dagger is an ominous thing. Whoever gets it will become an evil devil and a evil soldier. "

"In those years, the No. 3 chief inadvertently acquired this object. Instead of collecting it, he designated it as the inheritance of the dragon soul. The third chief said, "the dagger has no distinction between good and evil. The people who use it are righteous. The dagger is a magic weapon for justice. The evil used is a evil weapon."

Ye Xiong stared at the dagger on the ground and was still shocked at the moment he held the knife.

At that moment, there seemed to be endless resentment, which had been passed into his heart through the cold dagger, so that he couldn't control it at all.

I don't believe it. I can't control you.

Ye Xiong holds the dagger again.

A drum of cold and penetrating feeling goes straight to the soul. There are thousands of feelings. It is unclear, but there are endless fears.

The cold ink hummed and trembled, as if to take off his palm.

In Ye Xiong's body, the Dragon spinning internal skill was used. His five fingers were like an iron clip, holding the dagger tightly and withstanding the impact of the dagger.

I don't know how much time passed. The dagger finally stopped moving and lay in Ye Xiong's hand.

At this time, ye Xiong was sweating.

Long Tianya was very surprised. He didn't seem to expect that ye Xiong could conquer the cold ink dagger so quickly. An unexpected expression appeared on his face.

Ye Xiong pulled out a hair and blew off the blade. His hair was broken in two. It was actually a sharp tool for blowing hair and breaking hair.

He likes the ink soldier he uses now. This cold ink makes him love it more.

"Do you know why I gave you cold ink?" Long Tianya suddenly asked.

"Is it the person who will take over the dragon soul that you can't believe?" Ye Xiong replied.

"This is only one of them. On the other hand, I think you are very similar to this dagger."

"What do you mean?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.

"You'll know later." When long Tianya finished, he waved his hand and said, "now among the dragon souls, no one knows you're still alive except three people. The three people who brought you just now are my confidants. I don't know who you are. I hope you'll take care of yourself in the future. Go back!"

Long Tianya said, waved his hand and asked Ye Xiong to leave. Then he went to the window and stood looking at the blooming flower world outside.

"It's time for me to enjoy Qingfu." Long Tianya murmured.

When he returned to the provincial bus station, the three threw him to the side of the road and then walked away.

Ye Xiong stood by the road, wondering whether it was joy or sorrow.

From long Tianya's words, he knew that he was completely free and the organization would not find him again. He should be happy, but why, he had no bottom in his heart!

Ye Xiong touched the cold ink dagger across his clothes, and his mind suddenly lit up.

"Grass, I've been fooled by this old man."

The cold ink dagger is the inheritance of the dragon soul. The new chief will certainly ask long Tianya to take it back. If he knows he has taken it, wouldn't it be a lot of trouble?

This dagger is hot!

Unexpectedly, this guy put himself together before retiring.

Ye Xiong took a puff from the corner of his mouth and walked to the bus station. He decided to start now and never use a cold ink dagger unless he had to.

At the provincial bus station, there is an endless stream of people, coming from south to North and complex personnel.

Ye Xiong was going to take a bus to the station and found that he had no money with him. His mobile phone and wallet were confiscated by the police before being escorted to the provincial capital. In other words, now he has no money to buy a ticket.

It's getting late. I see that the last bus is coming.

Ye Xiong shrugged his shoulders. He was helpless. It seemed that he had to be a gentleman.

After sneaking around the square, ye Xiong spotted a belly shy upstart, stole his wallet, pulled out a few big heads and stuffed them in again.

The whole process is imperceptible.

Finally, I waited for the car and got on the car.

Ye Xiong was full of hope. He wanted to see if he could sit next to a beautiful beauty and have a romantic encounter. He didn't know that the beauty was waiting, but it was a little beauty about five years old with a ponytail.

It's so small. How long will it take to eat it!

Evil, ye xiongfa feels evil again.

"Uncle, you took my seat." The little girl took the ticket in her hand and said solemnly.