Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　The servant nodded quickly:

　　"Patriarch, what should we do now?"

　　Wang Duoyu sighed angrily:

　　"I really owe him what else to do, and quickly send someone out to find out where he is.

　　What kind of bullshit situation, he must have made it up indiscriminately. At this time, he may not be drunk and dreaming.

　　If someone goes out to find him, I have to carry him back to me! "

　　"Yes!"

　　The servant took the order and hurried out, and Wang Duoyu was the only one left in the room.

　　"Ugh……"

　　With no one around, Wang Duoyu was finally able to let go of that fake, he sighed deeply, and suddenly aged a lot.

　　Wang Duoyu was very disappointed with the child of the royal family.

　　He originally wanted to let the dignitaries go into business. After all, the Wang family is a big business family with many industries, so one person always needs to take over.

　　But now it seems that the king has no idea of ​​doing business at all!

　　But I don't know why, the old man just liked him very much, and even supported Wang dignitaries to study those bizarre Taoism and other things.

　　It was because of this pressure that he had to send someone out to look for it, otherwise he even wished that he would never have had this son.

　　……

　　Time has passed, and Wang Quangui's retreat in the training room has lasted for a month.

　　During this period, Zhao Yi went to instruct almost every day, and kept the training programs highly confidential, so even Wang Ye and others could not watch it up close.

　　For this reason, Wang Ye was also very puzzled:

　　"Why does the director care so much about him, I really don't know what the training results will be..."

　　Ma Baoer punched Wang Ye in the chest:

　　"When you first came, didn't the director train you like this? Now that the royal family is here, why can't you train him like this?"

　　However, Wang Ye shook his head:

　　"Sister Bao'er, when you came, you were already a master of one dozen or ten. When I came, I learned all Wudang Kungfu, and when the captain came, you were also very skilled.

　　But this king and dignitary... I am worried that the director's efforts will not be rewarded accordingly..."

　　After these words came out, Ma Baoer didn't speak any more. In fact, she felt very doubtful about it in her heart.

　　The king's dignitaries are like a mortal person, and he can't sense any Qi, let alone say, and Taoism is completely irrelevant.

　　This made Ma Baoer very puzzled, why did Zhao Yi like him?

　　And from this period of time, Zhao Yi is still very attentive. Not only does he spend most of the time in his training room, training one-on-one with Wang Quangui, but he also keeps the training items completely secret.

　　This allowed several people to gather together in their spare time from training, guessing what the training results of the king's dignitaries would be like.

　　At this time, in the training room of the royal family...

　　A clever figure flashed by and quickly appeared in every corner of the room. Wherever the figure went, a golden light flashed, and the wooden stakes for training suddenly shattered.

　　"Shh..."

　　The figure finally stopped, and Wang Quangui looked at the sword intent of Wang Quan in his hand in surprise. At this time, under the guidance of Zhao Yi, he could use it flexibly.

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　　Zhao Yi, who saw all this, immediately clapped his hands:

　　"Yes, the effect is obvious. You have now mastered the sword intent of kingship."

　　Hearing this, Wang Quangui couldn't help but asked curiously:

　　"Director, why do I always see that figure every time I train, he looks exactly like me, I always feel that there is some connection between us, can you tell me?"

　　When Zhao Yi heard the words, he naturally knew exactly what the king's power was expressing. As a reincarnation, he could naturally be associated with the king's power and wealth in his previous life.

　　But at this time, it is not the time when he needs to know all this.

　　So Zhao Yi just smiled and patted Wang Quangui's shoulder:

　　"One day you will understand all this, but now is not the time, you have been in this training room for more than a month, it is time to go out, the gift I promised you has already been prepared for you already."

　　Hearing this, Wang Quangui immediately put aside his previous question, looked at Zhao Yi curiously and asked:

　　"The director can tell me now, what kind of gift is it?"

　　Zhao Yi looked at Wang Quangui up and down and said:

　　"Among the members of our bureau, Wang Ye is a master of Taoism, Ma Baoer is a master of Qi Dao, and Zhang Qilin is a rare bloodline martial artist. Only you are a master of sword intent.

　　In the future training, you will continue to walk down this road. After all, you have different opinions and perceptions about kendo.

　　So I decided to take you to the bureau's arsenal and pick a weapon of your choice. "

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　　The royal dignitaries suddenly widened their eyes and asked in surprise:

　　"Director, was the ancient knife in Zhang Qilin's hand selected from the arsenal?"

　　Zhao Yi nodded:

　　"That's right, not only his ancient sword, but also the robes that Wang Ye wore were all selected from the arsenal."

　　This made the dignitaries even more delighted. After all, in the previous battle with Blending, he had seen with his own eyes the powerful role played by the ancient black gold sword and the Taoist robe on Wang Ye's body.

　　"Director, what are we waiting for? Let's go now. If someone else takes it away, wouldn't I regret it?"

　　However, Zhao Yi smiled indifferently: "Then, let's go..."

　　The door of the training room, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened, and Zhao Yi and Wang Quangui came out one after the other, which made Wang Ye, who was chatting on the first floor, suddenly look over.

　　The next second, Ma Baoer frowned:

　　"Strange, why do I suddenly feel a strange energy emanating from the king's dignitaries, and I can't tell what it is."

　　Wang Ye nodded thoughtfully:

　　"Yes, I noticed it too. I can't see it. After a month of training, this royal dignitary is really different from ordinary people."

　　I thought that Zhao Yi would bring Wang Quangui to the crowd, but he didn't expect them to pass him directly, which made Wang Ye and Ma Baoer very puzzled.

　　Right here, Zhang Qilin's figure appeared on the second floor. During this time, he has been in the training room to hone in on the tacit understanding between himself and the ancient black gold knife.

　　Wang Ye immediately waved his hand, signaling Zhang Qilin to come over quickly.

　　With doubts, Zhang Qilin came to Wang Ye's side and looked at Wang Ye suspiciously.

　　Wang Ye approached Zhang Qilin without looking at anything and said:

　　"Have you seen the captain? The special training for the royal family is over. Do you know what this special feeling radiates from him?"

　　After being reminded by Wang Ye, Zhang Qilin felt it for a moment, and then frowned thoughtfully.

　　For some reason, this feeling is very similar to the aura emanating from the black gold ancient knife in his hand.

　　What Zhang Qilin didn't understand was that Wang Quangui was obviously a living person, but why could he exude a weapon-like arrogance?

　　With such doubts, Zhang Qilin followed Zhao Yi and Wang Quangui to the arsenal.

　　Since the level of this arsenal is constantly improving with Zhao Yi's level, there are many more weapons in the entire arsenal at this time.

　　The door of the arsenal had just opened, and the royal family suddenly felt a very familiar feeling.

　　This made him very curious about this arsenal, and thoughtfully stepped in.

　　At this time, there are many weapons on the wall, cold weapons, hot weapons, everything.

　　However, a pair of eyes swept over these weapons, but the royal dignitaries did not show any happy expressions.

　　None of this is that familiar feeling, so what is it that exudes?

　　hum!

　　At this moment, in the surprised eyes of everyone, a faint golden light flashed in the arsenal...

Chapter 108

　　From the moment the royal dignitaries approached the arsenal, he felt that something in the arsenal was constantly attracting him, and there seemed to be a resonance between them.

　　It was an extremely familiar feeling, as if it were a summoning.

　　The moment he stepped into the arsenal, the powerful king felt that the sword intent in his body was constantly surging outwards.

　　"How is this going……"

　　In this regard, Wang dignitaries were very surprised, and at the same time couldn't help but carefully wanted to find the source of this feeling.

　　Soon, however, the entire arsenal began to glow with golden light.

　　At this moment, everyone's eyes converged in one direction.

　　That radiant golden light is a sword, which is hung at the top of the arsenal.

　　"This is……"

　　The moment he saw this sword, Wang Quangui suddenly felt that the familiarity deep inside his body came again.

　　This sword looked very familiar to him, as if he had seen it a long time ago.

　　The ghosts and gods are like ghosts, and Wang Quangui himself did not realize that he was slowly approaching the sword.

　　Zhao Yi looked in his eyes and smiled without saying a word, as if everything was in his expectation.

　　Arriving in front of the golden sword, the dignitaries stretched out their hands, and the moment their fingers touched the sword, the sealed memories immersed in their minds appeared like a fountain.

　　It was that figure again, standing on the top of the mountains, and below the mountain were all the monsters that could not be seen.

　　Isn't this sword the one in that man's hand?

　　Wang dignitaries were very surprised. Every time he entered the special training state these days, he would always reproduce this figure in his mind, and every time he got closer and closer to this figure.