Chapter 1747 People From the Temple

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"one person?"

The old man's tone was raised three degrees: "When can even a single person stand on the head of our Yuwen family to poop and pee!

What kind of birds have you developed the Yuwen family into in the 40 years I've been sleeping? ! "

The people of the Huangfu family were shaking like chaff, and they knelt on the ground and kept trembling.

After scolding for a long time, the old man asked in a deep voice, "Who is that person? What strength?"

"Reporting to the ancestor, that kid is called Ye Hong.

In terms of strength... The Ximen family said that he has the ancient martial state. "

"Ancient Dao Martial Realm..."

The old man murmured a few times and suddenly asked, "Since the Ximen family is willing to provide information, why don't we help deal with this Ye Hong?"

"Reporting to the ancestors, the Ximen family was dragged by the temple and could not escape."

"Tsk! Temple! I haven't heard this name in 40 years, and it's still as annoying!"

The old man didn't seem to want to hear the name of the temple, so he waved his hand irritably and said, "Go, give me all the information about Ye Hong.

Even this kind of wild cat and wild dog dares to insult my Yuwen family. It has not been out of the coffin for 40 years. It seems that the ancient martial arts world has forgotten my reputation of Yuwen Zuoye! "

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The next day, the seminar on the formation of the Yan Guo University Archaeological Alliance was still held at Beijing University.

In this meeting, the protagonist is not a student.

The meeting was attended by well-known scholars, professors and experts in the archaeological field...

Even Yu Yehong heard that people from the temple would also send people to attend this meeting.

To Ye Hong's surprise, Liu Zhaoxi was also in the meeting.

However, it was obvious that yesterday's incident hit Liu Zhaoxi too hard, and he still looked sluggish.

The moment he saw Ye Hong, the culprit responsible for all this, Liu Zhaoxi turned his head angrily as if he saw the enemy who killed his father.

Ye Hong didn't care about this person and began to observe other people attending the meeting.

Including him, there are about ten people invited to the scene today.

But these ten people represent the authoritative voices of most of the archaeological world.

And when Ye Hong looked at other people, he also became the focus of everyone's observation.

Of course, everyone was quite curious about Ye Hong, the youngest existence in the audience.

"Cough cough."

In the first place on the left hand of the conference table, an old man with white hair and beard coughed twice, attracting all the attention.

"Everyone here must know me, so I won't introduce myself more."

The old man laughed at himself and said lightly: "Today's discussion will be hosted by the representative of the temple. We can start when he arrives later."

Ye Hong looked at the empty main seat and wondered who the temple would send.

According to the information collected by Ye Hong in advance, this self-deprecating old man is not an ordinary person.

He is the dean of the School of Archaeology of Kyoto University and the vice president of Kyoto University, and a real veteran of the archaeological field - Lei Ming.

Even Lei Ming could only succumb to the inferior position. Obviously, the people sent by the temple this time are very unusual.

Five minutes later, a sonorous footstep entered the conference room.

To most people's surprise, it turned out to be a rather young young man.

He was in his early twenties, and his face was full of chills on his angular face.

An aura of iron and blood that can only be cultivated in the military made the air freeze a bit.

Ye Hong opened his mouth in amazement.

This man, he knows!