How could he know who the person wearing a black hood is?

He also had no perspective.

What's more, Chen Zhonglei's own consciousness had long been sealed by Ye Chen, and Wan Pojun could not even feel the ability of his cultivation.

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

Ye Chen sneered: "What? You can't recognize your capable general if you cover your face?"

Wan Pojun was even more confused.

Although Ye Chen had already suggested that he was his capable general, he could not have thought that Chen Zhonglei would go.

Because, in the personal perception of all the soldiers in Wanlong Palace, Chen Zhonglei must be in the Middle East and cannot be in China.

When Ye Chen saw him, he sneered and pulled off the black cloth bag on Chen Zhonglei's head.

When Wan Pojun and other soldiers in Wanlong Palace saw Chen Zhonglei's face, everyone's expressions immediately became extremely shocked.

No one can believe that Chen Zhonglei, who has been missing for many days, will be in Ye Chen's hands.

Wan Pojun asked subconsciously: "Zhonglei...you...how are you here?!"

Chen Zhonglei stood there silently with his expression on his face, standing like a fool, his eyes were in a state of being out of focus, as if he was deaf of Wan Pojun's voice.

Wan Pojun didn't know what was going on with Chen Zhonglei, but seeing that he was so dull, he realized that things might be a little beyond his imagination, so he hurriedly asked again: "Zhonglei! Don't you know me anymore?"

Chen Zhonglei still had no response.

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

Wan Pojun and other soldiers in Wanlong Palace were stunned.

They have never heard of sealing a person's consciousness in their body!

Wan Pojun didn't believe that Ye Chen could have such magical powers, and this method was simply incredible.

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

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

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

Chen Zhonglei stopped and returned to Ye Chen.

Wan Pojun was stunned and didn't understand what method Ye Chen had used to make Chen Zhonglei become like this.

Seeing that he looked puzzled, Ye Chen gently patted Chen Zhonglei on the shoulder and smiled, "Come on, I'll give you a minute of freedom to speak. Just say whatever you want!"

Although Chen Zhonglei's consciousness has been banned, his consciousness can still receive all the senses of his body.

He knew everything that happened around him during this period. Wan Pojun was going to lead his brothers to kill Yeling Mountain, and he also knew very well.

Even though he knelt in front of Ye Chen's parents just now and could not see the scene that happened with his own eyes, he also guessed the roughly what had just happened through his voice.

However, his reception of external information is one-way. Apart from receiving external information from his body senses, he cannot control his body to react, even if he just blinks his eyelids.

Just as Ye Chen slapped his shoulder, his consciousness finally merged into one with his body. This long-lost feeling was like a vegetative person who had been sleeping for many years finally woke up, which instantly made him cry.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Wan Pojun, his emotions collapsed instantly, and he cried and begged: "Master of the Palace... Please find a way to save me, or... or kill me immediately... The feeling of being imprisoned in his body is even more terrifying and desperate than the eighteenth level hell!!"
Chapter completed!