"Well, why did this man have such a big reaction when he saw me? He even shouted the word "". Does he know me?"
Li Yan's thoughts immediately changed, but the expression on his face only revealed a look of confusion at just the right moment, making it impossible for others to notice that there was anything unusual about him.
Li Yan knows that every mortal dynasty will have immortal cultivators in charge, and the dynasty is no exception, and it belongs to the immortal cultivating force under the Wangliang Sect's jurisdiction.
For such a trivial matter, Wangliang Sect would certainly not send people to guard it personally, so those who protected the royal family in the dynasty were the disciples sent by some nearby immortal cultivating forces.
Therefore, Li Yan's first thought was whether his identity was exposed and was spread by these monks.
But then I felt that it was impossible. There were not many people who knew me in the Wangliang Sect, and now more than half of them have disappeared.
He also knew the details of the remaining people, but none of them came from the imperial dynasty.
And besides people like Baili Yuan, how could some people who may know themselves spread their portraits randomly?
And when Li Yan came out to practice, except for Zhao Min, even Master Wei Zhongran didn't know where he had gone!
Li Yan At the same time, he also looked at the old man carefully. At first glance, he was shocked. He actually felt that the other man's face seemed familiar.
"Is he a descendant of someone I know?"
Li Yan Memories flooded through his mind for a while, and he quickly recalled familiar and related impressions about this person.
He can first be sure that the other party is definitely not a descendant of their Li family, because he has not felt a trace of blood connection from the other party.
Li Yan In a flash of thought, memories of Marshal Hong, Strategist Ji, Chen An, Li Yin, and even some people he had met in the military, such as Liu Chengyong, whom he had dealt with, passed through his mind.
But the old man's appearance was obviously not like those of his own.
The effeminate middle-aged people were shocked when they saw their general's expression and quickly locked the position of Li Yan.
Obviously the general saw that there was something wrong with this young man, otherwise, how could he be so out of sorts with his state of mind.
And just when everyone had different reactions, Cui Guogong also realized his gaffe, and he forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart.
My eyes looked carefully at Li Yan again, and I could only feel more and more shocked.
"Your name is...Zhang Ming?"
He slowly sat down again and asked in a strange tone.
"I have met the Duke, I am Zhang Ming!"
Hearing Li Yan speak again, Cui Guogong's newly calmed mind stirred up again.
"That's right, I can't remember it wrong. This voice just lacks the majesty when giving orders. Apart from the short hair, it is almost exactly the same as before..."
Cui Guogong regained his mood, suddenly turned to look at the people around him, and then his eyes fell on the feminine middle-aged man.
"I'm going back to the study first, Yisheng. You can bring Zhang Shaoxia here later!"
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The words made the people who were surprised just stunned again. I don't know why the general had such a big reaction just now, and then he didn't even test the opponent's martial arts, but wanted to get along with him alone.
However, as subordinates who have been with the old man for decades, they know that they must never violate the general's words, and they dare not ask more questions.
"Yes!"
The feminine middle-aged man immediately bowed to answer, while the others looked at each other in confusion.
In front of a study room in the backyard, after knocking on the door a few times, Cui Guogong's old voice sounded inside.
"Just let him in. Wingsheng, please step back."
"Zhang Shaoxia, please!"
The feminine middle-aged man turned aside slightly, pushed open the door gently with one hand, turned to greet Li Yan.
Of course he could tell that there was no murderous intention in his general's tone. He met him alone, which was either bad or good. He immediately became a little more polite towards Li Yan.
Li Yan Hearing this, there was still a look of hesitation on his face. Under the urging eyes of the feminine middle-aged man, he could only step in.
The feminine middle-aged man gently closed the door and then walked quickly towards the distance. He disappeared after a few shakes.
The moment Li Yan stepped into the room, the expression on his face instantly turned into a look of indifference.
At this moment, near the study room, there were not only five martial arts masters, including the effeminate middle-aged man, but also more than ten soldiers in armored armor whose martial arts skills were slightly inferior to the five.
Their eyes were extremely cold, with no emotion at all. It was obvious at a glance that they were extremely cold-blooded killing tools that had killed countless people.
Li Yan In fact, when the old man called out the word "Li", he had been thinking about how his identity was exposed, but he still hadn't figured it out until now.
Seeing that the opponent has surrounded him heavily, such a battle is no problem against a giant giant among mortals, but if Li Yan wants to kill them, it is just a matter of breath.
Now that the other party had discovered his identity, he no longer planned to hide it. He wanted to ask the so-called Cui Guogong alone why he had revealed himself.
If he didn't touch some of his taboos, he would just need to make some memory modifications to this person and leave.
This kind of technique can be used on people who are lower than your own Divine Sense, and the higher the cultivation level of the person who performs the technique, the more it can stabilize the other person's memory, and it will be more difficult to wake up.
Just like Shuangfengyan casts a spell on his own people, those people may not be able to find that memory until the Spirit Transformation period.
But once the people here reach the bottom of Li Yan, he will kill them all, even if they are important officials in the dynasty and are mortals.
Inside the house, the old figure was facing away from the door. He was staring at a wall. There were no calligraphy or paintings hanging on that wall.
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There is a huge map on the entire wall. If you look carefully, you can see that large areas of cities, territories, and rivers are painted in different colors.
Many places are densely marked with many small characters, and small flags of different colors are even painted on different areas.
For Li Yan, who had been in military camps before, he could tell at a glance that it was a military map, with various fortresses and passes marked on it.
The scope is the entire dynasty, and even some important military locations in different countries at the border junctions also appear on it.
After the old man heard the door hinge gently turning behind him, he did not look back, his eyes still staring at the huge map in front of him.
"Is your real name Zhang Ming?"
The person did not look back, but the words were passed on.
At this time, Li Yan no longer had the previous respect. He crossed his arms over his chest and answered in the same indifferent voice.
"My surname is Li, didn't you tell me? Do you know me?"
It was that familiar voice that was engraved in the bone marrow again. After hearing Li Yan's calm and waveless answer, the old man's majestic body first shook, and then turned around violently.
"Can your father be named Li Yan?"
Then his tiger eyes were like two sharp sharp blades piercing Li Yan's eyes.
This time, Li Yan, who was leaning against the door with a calm expression, was startled, and then he frowned and asked.
"What do you mean? My father?"
When the old man turned around, he saw that familiar face again. Countless past events came to mind, but after hearing Li Yan's rhetorical question, he just raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Oh, have you never heard of the name Li Yan?"
At the same time, he was also stunned in his heart.
"I just said that no matter how strong the bloodline is, how can the children born look exactly the same? That person only left his surname and changed his name so that future generations would not know?
Or did those people know about his illustrious reputation in the army and had friendship with me? This is coming in disguise, but what is the purpose? "
The old man's mind was spinning. This incident had a huge impact on him today. Fortunately, he had been in charge of tens of millions of troops for decades and had an extremely tough mind, so he didn't lose control.
However, he still ignored the difference between the current Zhang Ming and the previous Zhang Ming for a while, and his respect for him was completely different.
"Oh? Of course I heard the name Li Yan, and I happen to be named Li Yan. Do you know someone else who looks similar to me named Li Yan?"
Li Yan frowned even more, and he had already had the idea of Soul Search.
He didn't know why, but when the old man over there heard it, he suddenly let out a strange laugh.
"Are you sent by the Meng Kingdom, Xianyu Country, Tong Country, or a certain prince? Why don't you look older? Doesn't it make a certain family believe that he is not dead? Hehehehe..."
Although he was smiling, it was still in people's ears at this moment.
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For no reason, there was a surge of blood, and for a while, Li Yan had blood coming straight from the tip of his nose.
"Such a strong killing intent, this is a true blood slayer."
"Forget it, let's go to Soul Search."
Li Yan sighed helplessly in his heart, knowing that this kind of person would never tell the truth. Even if you break his bones off one by one, he may not be able to tell the truth.
He simply didn't want to waste any more time. If Soul Search later found out that it was really related to the Immortal Sect behind the dynasty, he would go directly to that Immortal Sect to settle the accounts with them.
And just when Li Yan was about to take action, the old man opposite suddenly grabbed him with a silent claw. He was very sensitive to life and death crises.
He also felt the murderous intention of Li Yan, and he felt terrified in his heart, and he took action immediately without hesitation.
This study is Cui Guogong's favorite place to stay, so it is also where he often gathers his men.
Therefore, when it was first built, it was very different from those common study rooms. Instead, it was similar to a huge living room, but the furnishings were arranged like a study room, with bookshelves and ancient books available.
There was originally a distance of three feet between the two of them, but the old man's footsteps were just a little bit on the ground, and he was in front of Li Yan in an instant.
A claw clawed hard at Li Yan's shoulder, and the wind blew through the gaps between his fingers. With a "whoosh", it reached the top of Li Yan's shoulder.
Three feet away, an old man moved so quickly that it was surprising that he arrived almost instantly.
If those outside saw this, they would only feel that the two of them were almost touching each other in the blink of an eye. In their opinion, this speed may only be achieved by land gods.
At the same time, the old man let out a low drink.
"You dare to tarnish the handsome name. No matter where you come from, you will die afterward!"
The old man's aura surged, and he didn't say a word to ask people to come in to help. He was enough alone, and in one move, he was really like a tiger coming out of its cage.
But today he met a real "land god", so his so-called lightning-like movements, in Li Yan's eyes, were like a child who had just learned to walk, walking towards him crookedly.
For this kind of attack, Li Yan is too lazy to dodge.
And just when he was about to take action and capture the opponent directly, he suddenly heard the old man shouting, making Li Yan stunned again.
"Commander? It seems like I have heard this name somewhere before."
He then dodged slightly and slid a few feet away.
But at this moment, in the eyes of the old man, his palms were still being pressed down, and Li Yan's body was still standing in place.
Li Yan's mind was spinning rapidly, and his eyes were fixed on the old man's face. He had felt that this man looked familiar before.
But I can't remember whose heir he is!
Because the mortal who could recognize him should be at least one hundred, seventeen or eighty years old. Such a person would not have been too old at the time, and I couldn't remember such a person.