"Have you disturbed you here to show your bloody nature?" Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, you guys continue, I'm just looking for that..." He raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Ruyun, and said, "Yes, it's just looking for you, there's something small."

"What's the matter for me?" Zhao Ruyun walked over and sneered: "I am about to find you, but you have arrived at your door."

"Oh? You want to look for me too?" Ye Qingyu opened his eyes seriously and said curiously: "What are you looking for me? Oh, I understand. You must have realized your mistake, so you want to ask me to apologize, right?"

"Error? Apologize?"

Zhao Ruyun was stunned and then burst into laughter.

Not only him, but the officers in the entire hall looked at each other, all of them looked contemptuous and laughed out loud.

"Little guy, your brain is really burned out, right?" Zhao Ruyun did not hide his contempt: "Why should I apologize to you? What do you think you are?"

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything.

He remembered the incident of the day when Bai Yuanxing finally woke up half an hour ago.

...

...

Half an hour ago.

Inside the white horse tower.

"What? It's just because you're gasping a little louder?"

Inside the White Horse Tower, after listening to the White Horse Sword Nu's answer, Ye Qingyu was shocked by this strange reason.

According to Bai Yuanxing's description, he was excited that day and ran to the logistics department to re-allocate the salary of the Baima Tower. Because he was weak and ran too fast, he was a little breathing after he arrived at the logistics department. He waited at the door to calm down a little before applying with Ye Qingyu's adjutant seal token. The transfer officer he met was Zhao Ruyun.

Zhao Ruyun just glanced at Bai Yuanxing and ordered someone to beat the White Horse Sword Slave without saying a word.

The reason is very simple.

Bai Yuanxing's breathing sound was a little loud. The high-ranking transfer officer determined that this was a great disrespect for him. It was simply an act of despising the imperial logistics department. His crimes were unforgivable. He ignored Bai Yuanxing's begging for mercy and defense, and made people hang this poor sword slave on the [Announcement of the Pillar] at the gate of the logistics department, and he wanted to freeze to death.

"Maybe this is just an excuse..." Bai Yuanxing lay on the bed and said extremely weakly: "Because the White Horse Tower has been weak for a long time, the villain has been to the logistics department many times before, and he has also been beaten by difficulties... This time he deliberately made things difficult for me, and there are probably other reasons."

Ye Qingyu nodded.

Being able to think of this shows that although Bai Yuanxing has a weak personality, he is very smart.

"I understand, you have a good rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked outside.

"Sir, you... you... you don't want to go..." Bai Yuanxing was anxious when he saw that he guessed what Ye Qingyu was going to do. He quickly struggled to sit up, then took a quick breath and said, "I'm really fine... I'm just a little sword slave, sir, you don't want to..."

"Shut up."

Ye Qingyu suddenly turned around, his eyes becoming more stern than ever before.

Bai Yuanxing was stunned.

This was the first time he saw the patrol sword envoy, with such a posture in his eyes.

"Bai Yuanxing, remember, you did not do anything wrong, what are you afraid of? You are from Baima Pagoda, you are from me, Ye Qingyu. In the future, raise your head, erect your chest, and improve it. Don't give me timid as a mouse. I, Ye Qingyu, can't afford to lose this person." Ye Qingyu said sternly and said: "Still people give in, they will only look down on you, and will make them want to bully you more and more. If you don't want to be bullied, then fight back hard."

Bai Yuanxing was stunned.

He endured humiliation and lived in vain for years, thinking that in order to fulfill his ancestor's last wish, he could suffer any humiliation.

He never thought of changing his life and making any struggle.

Because he felt that he was too humble. In this cold world, as long as he resisted a little, he might get more than a beat, and even his life would be lost.

If you die, what else can you use to stick to the will of your ancestors?

But at this moment, looking at Ye Qingyu's stern gaze that he had never seen before, Bai Yuanxing suddenly shook.

His first reaction was that he did not dare to look at Ye Qingyu's gaze and wanted to lower his head, but he couldn't help it. Under the stern gaze, which was almost torture, Bai Yuanxing felt as if something was harshly striking his heart, almost making him breathless.

Perhaps, the protection that our ancestors expected was a kind of protection that raised their heads, a kind of protection that raised their heads with noble and dignified protection.

Instead of a kind of breathless protection like bowing your head and surviving?

Bai Yuanxing suddenly realized something.

At this time, Ye Qingyu had turned around and left.

"The twenty-four flying blades on your body are also left in the baggage department, right?"

His voice came from outside.

Bai Yuanxing was stunned and suddenly realized something.

...

...

Bailout department, stone hall.

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "I'm not a thing, I'm just here to discuss things... Oh, there are only two requests, first, apologize, second, exchange the set of [Sky Star Light] flying blades." He looked at everyone with a smile and said, "How is it, isn't it very reasonable?"

The officers looked at Ye Qingyu.

They felt that this smiling sword envoy in the camp might have a little unrealistic head.

Did he really not understand the situation at all?

He thought that he could suppress everyone present by himself?

Could it be that I took the wrong medicine?

Zhao Ruyun laughed even more: "Little thing, I think you are really brave and dare to break into me to make trouble. Haha, I will ask you, who do you think you are and want me to apologize?"

Ye Qingyu didn't care and said, "So, you refuse to apologize and refuse to return the [Sky Star Lightning] belonging to the White Horse Tower?"

The officers burst into laughter again.

Lin Lang was so laughing that his stomach hurt. He pretended to be exaggerated and covered his stomach, wiped his eyes, and slapped the table and said, "Hahaha, I'm so laughing, I'm so laughing. How could there be such a stupid pig in the world that I don't know what's called it? Ahhaha... Apologize, let's apologize quickly, hahaha, they're about to rise..."

Even the young man Yi Sance shook his head and laughed.

"What the hell are you? Let me apologize?" Zhao Ruyun answered word by word, and said, "As for that set of flying blades, why do you say it is from your White Horse Tower? It was clearly bought by me at a high price. You, the lowly and dirty sword slave, stole it, I don't know how you stole it in your hand, and I caught it on the spot. I'll tell you to turn around and send the slave back to accept the punishment..."

The words have not ended.

Ye Qingyu's palms were unfolded.

A two-foot token like an arrow appeared in his hand.

He threw it away casually.

bite!

The token was inserted on the ground of the stone hall.

On the token, two long sword patterns flashed brightly, and then a stream of light was stimulated from the token. The cold and cold light enveloped the entire stone hall. The officers were shocked and felt a sense of fear being furious with swords, which was extremely strange.

"I now suspect that Zhao Ruyun, the transfer officer of the logistics department, withdrew military pay, fed his personal pockets, abused soldiers, and robbed other people's property..." Ye Qingyu's smile was retracted, and his expression suddenly became cold, saying: "I am now the identity of a sword envoy in the camp, so that you can immediately surrender and be investigated."

As he said that, Ye Qingyu threw it away again.

The deputy card of the official seal token also fell to the ground with a bang, and the tiger made a pair of black shackles.

Zhao Ruyun was stunned, and the smile on her face disappeared.

Ye Qingyu inspired the official seal token, and the matter instantly rose to the official military level.

The position of the patrol sword envoy is special and he is indeed qualified to be in charge of the affairs of the logistics department.

It's just the crimes he just mentioned...

"Then you are slandering, I..." Zhao Ruyun jumped up angrily.

"Oh, aren't you accepting military orders?" Ye Qingyu smiled and stepped out. Everyone felt a flash in front of Zhao Ruyun in an instant. He took a backhand in the air. The shackles and official seal tokens on the ground had automatically flew to his palm and directly buckled towards Zhao Ruyun's arm.

"Dare you dare?"

Zhao Ruyun was furious and dodged the button with his backhand, pressing his palm on the long sword around his waist.

"You want to resist the military order?" Ye Qingyu seemed to smile, his eyes were cold.

"I...huh, you are innocent and slandering me. Of course I have to resist. Even if it is a matter of trouble, I will be right." He gritted his teeth and pulled out the long sword at his waist inch by inch. Suddenly, the cold light and vitality surged.

Thirteen long dragons of vitality appeared and appeared and lingered around Zhao Ruyun's body.

He looked at Ye Qingyu with a sarcasm and sneered.

I have known from Yi Sance’s information that Ye Qingyu is just the Three-eyed Spiritual Spring Realm.

So Zhao Ruyun showed the Thirteen Dragons of Vitality at this time, and the meaning was very obvious. He wanted to tell Ye Qingyu clearly that I was Thirteen Spiritual Springs and my strength was many times higher than you, so don’t show any official power in front of me, just get out of honestly. Even if you open the official seal token, you are just humiliating yourself.

Ye Qingyu's face was calm and he took action again.

The official seal token was squeezed to Zhao Ruyun's arm again.

"You are seeking death..."

Seeing Ye Qingyu so ignorant of advancing and retreating, Zhao Ruyun finally couldn't help it. The long sword in his right hand shook and buzzed into several sword lights. The tip of the sword was like starlight and pointed at Ye Qingyu's wrist holding the official seal token.

If you lose one of your palms, it depends on how fierce you are.
To be continued...