Old Man Ye took a sip of dry tobacco and said, "Originally, these things were planned to be told to you later. Today, I sensed some ancient and strong bloody breath from that girl, and then I talked about these things."

Ye Junlang nodded and said, "I didn't feel much surprised. I had doubts. Since China has an ancient martial arts world, does other countries also have such ancient martial arts inheritance? It seems that there are still some."

Old Man Ye said slowly: "Among the ancient martial arts saints of various countries, the ancient martial arts world of China is naturally the most powerful. The ancient martial arts world of China is the most powerful and the most powerful. Unfortunately, you also know the situation in the ancient martial arts world. People have different hearts and their own plans. This is not the case in the ancient martial arts saints of other countries. Because they are weak, they are more united and more united."

"Some holy places in the ancient martial arts world work on their own, and they are too selfish, and they are more fighting for their own interests." Ye Junlang said.

Old Man Ye smiled and said, "This is why the old man was alone in the ancient martial arts world. He did not join any force, nor did he establish a sect. In the smoky atmosphere of the ancient martial arts world, the old man was too lazy to compete with them. He came alone and went freely. What's wrong with me? I have both fists to suppress the heroes."

"What a pity, old man, you are old now and have no front teeth. You can't be free and easy when you go to the ancient martial arts world, so you can just reminisce about the style of the past. In the future, it will still be up to me to see how I walk around the world with a blue shirt and a sword." Ye Junlang said jokingly.

"Get out!" Old Man Ye said snorting, "You kid still want to steal the limelight from the old man? Believe it or not, the old man takes you to the ancient martial arts world for a while. Others only know the name of Ye Wu Sheng and ignore you completely?"

"Believe in faith, you must believe it. You are still very awesome." Ye Junlang said with a hurried smile.

Old man Ye took a sip of dry tobacco and squinted his eyes and said, "Boy Ye, you can ask about the girl whose name is Modelite. Maybe she doesn't know that she has the bloodline of ancient martial arts inheritance, but her elders must be from the ancient martial arts holy land."

Ye Junlang nodded and then asked: "If Modellie's own bloodline is sealed, if there is really a so-called great dispute, will her seal be untied?"

"Maybe, the reason why the bloodline is sealed may be waiting for the great struggle to come." Old Man Ye said.

"You mean that the great struggle is coming, and Modelite's own blood seal is lifted. At that time, people from the ancient martial arts holy land will appear to let her practice martial arts?" Ye Junlang asked.

"There is also a possibility." Old Man Ye said.

Ye Junlang frowned and asked, "Modelit is already in his early twenties. Even if the great battle comes, will it be too late for her to practice martial arts again?"

Old Man Ye smiled and said, "This may not be necessary. If there is a great battle, this girl can practice martial arts for a thousand miles a day. This is the case with some extremely special bloodlines in this world. Maybe this girl has such bloodline power, so it is sealed. For example, Little Wolf Cub, how long has he been practicing ancient martial arts? It's only been about a year. Now he is at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm and is about to enter the quasi-saint realm."

Ye Junlang nodded and said, "That's true. In this way, if a great struggle comes, a group of powerful young warriors will inevitably emerge in the whole world. Only in this way can we match this great struggle."

"Yes. So, you should not be complacent and proud, at this stage, you can kill the powerful people in the First Emperor realm beyond the level. If you do it, some people can do it. A great battle is also a time of opportunity. Whoever can control the world and who can take the path of strong return to the top will do it in one fell swoop. Therefore, all forces and strong people in all sides will fight!" Old Man Ye said in a deep voice.

Ye Junlang nodded, he knew-

Martial arts must be fought for!

Warriors must fight!

If you don’t fight or fight, you will become mediocre and become a pawn controlled by others. You will have no control over your own destiny. Whether you live or die is determined by the master.

Only by fighting and fighting can we get rid of all control and reach the peak of truly strong!

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It's late at night.

Many people were already asleep except for the soldiers inspecting the city of Babya.

In the room, Modelli's silky soft silk dress as thin as a cicada's wing, almost perfectly outlined her proud figure.

It is about 1.75 meters tall, with long thighs, snow-white and smooth, with a layer of glitter. The waist is slender, and it can be said to be full of one hand. Upwards is the crumbling deep water bomb, extremely plump and full; downwards are connected to the buttocks curves that are bulging like a hillside, and such a body is faintly visible under the outline of the nightgown, and it is indescribable to be sexy and charming.

If she is matched with her unique appearance of Zhang Qingcheng and the whole country, who can resist such a charm?

Modellie walked towards the sofa with two goblets, and some red wine was poured on the goblets.

Ye Junlang was leaning against the sofa, his lazy expression seemed to be a rare moment of ease and tranquility.

Modelli came over, handed a glass of wine to Ye Junlang, and said, "You have a little conscience and know how to come to me."

Ye Junlang took it and took a sip. He glanced at Modellti's flawless jade face, his eyes lowered again. When he touched the snow-white scenery, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart - even to seduce me, there is no need to do this, right? I originally wanted to tell you something, it would be easy for you to lose your mind like this!

"You won't just realize it, right? I have always been very conscientious." Ye Junlang smiled.

Modelite smiled sweetly, and she leaned against Ye Junlang. As a military-industrial boss, she might seem extremely strong in front of outsiders, but beside Ye Junlang, she is a docile woman, a woman who seems to have found a warm harbor where she lives.

"I don't care whether you have a conscience or not. Anyway, I have a conscience." Modeliti said with a smile.

"Hmm? What does it mean?"

"It means that if you don't come to me tonight, I will also look for you. Anyway, don't try to run away if I come!"

“…”

Ye Junlang was speechless, thinking that it was necessary to be so urgent?

The beauty relies on, and the fragrance comes, which is really distracting.

Ye Junlang suppressed his thoughts in his heart. He pondered and said, "Modelit, can you tell me about your family situation? I know you are a royal princess, and your parents are both from the royal family?"

Modelite was a little surprised. It was the first time that Ye Junlang took the initiative to ask about her family situation in recent years.

Modelite has a royal background. It is not advisable to talk too much about the royal family when it comes to the royal family, but she is naturally not wary of Ye Junlang. She said: "My grandfather is the head of the Spanish royal family, but my grandmother comes from the British royal family. Therefore, my mother has the blood of the two royal families after she was born, and I am the same, but I inherited it from my mother. As for my father, he is not a member of the royal family."

Ye Junlang's heart moved after hearing this. Old man Ye said that Modelite inherited the ancient and powerful ancient martial arts bloodline. Could it be that this bloodline was inherited from her father?

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