The master goes down the mountain, my senior sister spoils me too much

Lu Xueqi hurriedly said: "Little brother, I will help you investigate Ye Mingyuan's matter, but senior sister has an important matter right now and needs your help!"

"What's wrong, Senior Sister?" Ye Beichen was curious.

Seeing that Ye Beichen's attention was diverted, Lu Xueqi no longer concealed it.

"In a few days, there will be an international martial arts conference."

"This is a worldwide military and martial arts conference. When the time comes, all the world's top powers you know will send people to participate!"

"Dragon Country, Wolf Country, Eagle Country, Bear Country, Dongying Island Country, etc..."

"Of course, the premise is that they are soldiers under the age of 30." After Lu Xueqi finished speaking, she looked at Ye Beichen with a smile.

Ye Beichen looked helpless: "Eighth Senior Sister, I understand what you mean."

"Are you going to let me participate in the military martial arts meeting?"

"Junior brother, just help me." Lu Xueqi put on Ye Beichen's arm with a coquettish expression on her face, "Senior Sister doesn't want you to get No.1, just come back with a top ten ranking."

The pair of mountain peaks on his chest rubbed against his arm twice.

If it is seen by other people of Dragon Soul, they will definitely be shocked to death.

"Cough cough!"

Wang Ruyan coughed twice, with righteous indignation on his face: "Some people, be careful."

"There's a third party here."

"I advise you to mind your own business."

Lu Xueqi glared at Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan was a little depressed, who called someone a senior sister?

Forget it!

I will endure!

Ye Beichen hesitated: "Eighth Senior Sister, what is your identity?"

"Senior Sister Ten is the God of War of the Dragon Soul, so forget it."

"Why do I feel that you have a higher status than Senior Sister Ten?"

Lu Xueqi had a sister Yu's smile: "Little Junior Brother, I was spotted by you."

"Well, I have some qualifications in Dragon Soul, and they all call me Marshal."

"puff--!"

Ye Beichen almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The Eighth Senior Sister is actually the commander of the Dragon Soul!

Depend on!

Is this against the sky?

"Eighth Senior Sister, you..." Ye Beichen was dumbfounded.

Lu Xueqi stretched out a palm and supported Ye Beichen's chin: "Little brother, don't be surprised, there are no ordinary people among your senior sisters."

"Eighth Senior Sister is a small handsome guy, but that's nothing."

"what?"

Ye Beichen was a little dazed: "Then those masters of ours are also scary old monsters?"

Ye Beichen remembered.

When I went down the mountain by myself.

Those old monsters are better at 'bragging' one by one!

Now it seems that maybe it is not bragging, it may be true.

When Ye Beichen was in a daze, Lu Xueqi took out a folder from the side drawer, and opened it casually.

It turned out to be a red-headed document from the Dragon Kingdom!

"Junior brother, that's the decision."

"This is your letter of appointment. From now on, you are Dragon Soul's Major...Major General..." Lu Xueqi glanced at the red-headed document, and immediately frowned.

"Major General?"

"Is it so low-level?"

"no!"

Lu Xueqi looked displeased, she picked up a pen, and directly tampered with the red-headed document.

She directly changed the word "general" for major general into the word "handsome".

"Junior Brother, from now on, you are the Young Marshal of the Dragon Soul!" Lu Xueqi grabbed Ye Beichen's hand and smeared it with ink pad.

"Clap!"

Overlay on red header.

"Come on, send him there."

Lu Xueqi called a subordinate, took away the red-headed document, and left quickly.

Ye Beichen frowned violently: "Eighth Senior Sister, are you joking?"

"Young Marshal of the Dragon Soul? The one just now was a red-headed file, right? Can this stuff be changed at will?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Lu Xueqi waved her hand, with a look of indifference.

She pulled Ye Beichen again to the side hall next to her.

A table full of Chinese banquets has already been prepared.

The three seniors, sisters and brothers sat down to eat together.

……

Three 10 minutes later.

In an office somewhere in Longdu, the lights are bright.

A middle-aged man is sitting at a desk.

"Marshal Lu has brought you the documents."

Secretary Qian walked in respectfully.

Holding a folder in his hand, he stood in awe!

"let it go."

The man said a word lightly.

"Yes."

Secretary Qian didn't dare to say any more. After putting away the file folder, she carefully exited the room.

Five minutes later, the man finished processing the work in hand, and then opened the folder on the desktop.

I glanced at the red-headed file.

Slightly startled!

"Huh, changed it?"

The man sighed, feeling quite helpless, with a smile on his face: "Oh, forget it, the young commander should be the young commander, anyway, it will be a matter of time."

next second.

The man picked up the phone on the desk and dialed out: "Appoint Ye Beichen as the Dragon Soul Marshal! This is the top secret, and no one under the Marshal will know about it."

"Everything will be discussed after the military martial arts conference is over."

……

After eating, Ye Beichen returned to the residence arranged by the Eighth Senior Sister.

Lying on the bed, Ye Beichen couldn't fall asleep.

"When I was in Jiangnan, I had a feeling that Senior Sister Ten didn't want me to check my background." Ye Beichen said to himself.

"Entering Longdu, now I have the feeling that the eighth senior sister seems to be preventing me from checking my own background."

"What exactly is going on?"

"The Tenth Senior Sister is the Goddess of War of the Dragon Soul, and the eighth Senior Sister's identity is even more terrifying, she is the Young Marshal of the Dragon Soul!"

"If they wanted to find out my identity, they would have found out for me a long time ago. What is the reason?" Ye Beichen frowned tightly.

He is not stupid.

Instead, he's smart!

The two senior sisters had absolutely nothing to say to him, but what was the reason why he was not allowed to check his own background?

"Senior sister, I'm sorry, you don't let me check, I will check it myself." Ye Beichen shook his head.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he groped out of the room.

Ye Beichen's perception was very keen, and he immediately noticed the guards in the dark.

Quietly bypassed the guards and left Eighth Senior Sister's mansion.

When Ye Beichen came to the street, the night in Longdu was bustling, so he stopped a taxi casually.

"Go to the Longdu Family, Ye Family!"

Half an hour later, Ye Beichen stood at the gate of Ye's house.

He looked at the quaint courtyard in front of him, his eyes flickered, he found a blind spot for monitoring, and jumped over the high wall.

The Ye family is very large, and it was rebuilt from an ancient palace.

All kinds of gardens, rockery, ponds, pavilions are everywhere.

Three steps, one post, five steps, one post.

There are warriors everywhere in the dark and in the light.

"Ghostly Floating"

Ye Beichen gave a soft drink, and his movements were like ghosts, melting into the moonlight.

His speed was very fast, and he came to the deepest part of Ye Mansion.

Ye Beichen was surprised to find that all the people here had disappeared!

The entire inner courtyard is empty!

Not a single person!

"No, there is another person."

Ye Beichen stood on the eaves and looked down.

I saw an old man with white beard and hair, sitting like a bell, playing chess with his left hand and right hand in a gazebo.

"I know you will come, since you are here, come down."

The old man smiled.

The sound came to Ye Beichen's ears like a fishing line!

To Ye Beichen, it sounded like thunder!

But Ye Mansion is still quiet!

No one can hear this voice except Lin Nan.

"who are you?"

Ye Beichen jumped down.

The old man smiled: "Ye Lingxiao."

Ye Beichen was surprised: "The number one god of war in the Dragon Kingdom, Ye Lingxiao?"