Ye Chen smiled and said: "I had someone bring two people to Yanjing the night before yesterday. You know these two people. Next, I will let you meet them one by one."

Just when Wan Pojun didn't know what Ye Chen's words meant, Ye Chen turned his head to look at He Hongsheng, and said, "Mr. He, the younger guy who was kneeling in front of my parents' grave can be brought here gone."

"Okay!" He Hongsheng knew that the younger one Ye Chen was talking about was Chen Zhonglei who Ye Chen brought back from the Middle East.

So, he personally walked up to Ye Chen's parents' spirits, pulled Chen Zhonglei, who was wearing a black cloth bag, to Ye Chen's side, and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, someone brought them here."

Ye Chen nodded, looked at Wan Pojun, and asked him with a smile: "Master Wan Dian, do you know who this is?"

Wan Pojun looked bewildered.

How would he know who this man in the black hood is?

He also has no clairvoyance.

What's more, Chen Zhonglei's own consciousness has long been sealed by Ye Chen, and Wan Pojun can't even feel a little bit of cultivation ability.

So, he looked at Ye Chen and asked, "Who is this person?"

Ye Chen sneered: "What? My capable man, you can't recognize him if you cover your face?"

Wan Pojun was even more confused.

Although Ye Chen had hinted that he was his right-hand man, he never thought of Chen Zhonglei at all.

Because, in the personal cognition of all the soldiers of Wanlongdian, Chen Zhonglei must be in the Middle East, and it is impossible for him to be in China.

Seeing his surprise, Ye Chen sneered and tore off the black cloth bag on Chen Zhonglei's head.

When Wan Pojun and other soldiers of Wanlong Palace saw Chen Zhonglei's face, everyone's expressions immediately became incomparably horrified.

No one could believe that Chen Zhonglei, who had been missing for many days, would be in Ye Chen's hands.

Wan Pojun asked subconsciously: "Zhong Lei... you... why are you here?!"

At this time, Chen Zhonglei stood on the spot with a silent expression, standing still like a fool, his eyes were also in a state of being out of focus, as if he was deaf to Wan Pojun's voice.

Wan Pojun didn't know what happened to Chen Zhonglei, but seeing that he was so sluggish, he also realized that things might be beyond his imagination, so he hurriedly asked again: "Zhonglei! Don't you know me?! "

Chen Zhonglei still didn't respond.

Ye Chen smiled slightly at this time and said: "I forgot to tell you, Chen Zhonglei's own consciousness has been sealed in his body by me, and the current him is no longer the one you are familiar with. The current him is just It's just a puppet of mine."

Wan Pojun and other Wanlongdian soldiers were dumbfounded.

Sealing a person's consciousness in the body, they have never heard of such a thing!

Wan Pojun also didn't believe that Ye Chen could have such supernatural powers, this kind of method was simply unimaginable.

Seeing that they couldn't understand, Ye Chen pointed to Lu Haotian who was kneeling on the ground, and said to Chen Zhonglei, "Slap him!"

Chen Zhonglei rushed forward without thinking, grabbed Lu Haotian's collar, and slapped several times, making Lu Haotian scream again and again.

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Okay, stop."

Chen Zhonglei then stopped and returned to Ye Chen's side.

Wan Pojun stared dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what method Ye Chen used to make Chen Zhonglei look like this. JrNovels.com