Eternal Sword God

    "How is it going?"Lin Xin rides on the horse and asks about Ou Yinghong.

    "I found this."Ou Yinghong reached out and handed over one thing, it seemed to be a small note.

    Lin Xin took it and started it. It was written in blood.

    Want to see people, come alone to the moon gorge. Tomorrow night.

    He just swept his eyes, and then squeezed the palm of his hand and shredded it into powder.

    “Can you guess what is the power?”

    Ou Yinghong shook his head slightly.

    "But the most likely one should be the person who killed the Taoist Star. Ten years ago, the owner had been assassinated by them, but did not succeed. Only they dare to be so blatantly offended by the swordsmen behind the owner. ”

    Lin Xin nodded in agreement.

    "I personally deal with this matter. You take people to continue the previous mission. In addition, the flying wing is evil, and informs him to go to the sword school and report the matter here."

    "They understand."Ou Yinghong nodded.

    "Zen Master, when I am not there, I will ask you to temporarily run the village."Lin Xin turned to the Sanyuan Zen Master.

    "The owner is assured."The ternary Zen master is now entering the second layer of Inner Force with a large supply of resources. This is also the limit. His qualifications are worse than Lin Xin. It is a miracle at this level.

    When everything was arranged properly, Lin Xin and his party returned to the village to order martial law and sent a large number of personnel to search the situation.

    He told Xiao Lingling and his mother that they wanted to retreat, and then they rushed into the secret room. There was nothing to change except that the clothes were changed to a long one.

    It was not until the evening that he was exhausted. Then he entered the Danfang without stopping, until he returned to the inner court in the middle of the night.

    Going to the courtyard door, the guards at the gatekeeper greeted them.

    "Zhuang, my wife asked you thirteen times today."His voice is soft.

    Lin Xin nodded. "Let's go ahead and let the shift change come. Go for a money and reward. ”

    The guards respectfully retire.

    Lin Xin walked into the yard and saw Xiao Lingling sitting under the tree and holding a brown guqin. She didn't know what she was thinking.

    Lin Xin stood at the door. Looking at Xiao Lingling in a white dress, the two sit and stand, unconsciously and do not know how long.

    "Xu Jun" Xiao Lingling suddenly spoke. "Is there something wrong? ”

    Lin Xin adjusted his mood and face and tried to make himself softer. This is just a step away.

    "rest assured. There is something in the villa, I can still have something big. ”

    He walked behind Xiao Lingling, took off his coat and gently draped it.

    "The night is cold and cold, careful."

    "nothing."Xiao Lingling smiled. A small dimple appeared on the cheek. "I have found that I have not been sick for many years and I don't know why. ”

    She reached out and held Lin Xin's hand.

    "I really want to be with you all the time," she said suddenly.

    "What are you talking about? Isn't it always with me? ”Lin Xin clenched her hand, "We will be together forever"

    Xiao Lingling just smiled and leaned his face against Lin Xin's back.

    Her face has not changed for a long time, and after so many years, the years have not left a trace on his face, still as young as ever, fox, feminine.

    Lin Xin gently hugged her with both hands. Just kneel down and hold her into her arms.

    "I want to go back to rest."Xiao Lingling is slightly spoiled. "I want you to hug me"

    Lin Xin smiled.

    "it is good."Picking up her, even the man with the piano went to the bedroom.

    Lin Xin opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the carriage.

    He glanced at the white man's body sitting next to him, and suddenly his heart was inexplicable.

    "Dude, are you just like me, because collecting Beast-Mark Seed came in on this carriage, why did you die here?"

    "What about your loved ones? What about friends? ”He whispered alone, as if the body was still alive.

    He pulled out the Safflower Sword, and the sword faintly glowed with a faint red glow.

    Under the halo, the blurred outline of the body is illuminated.

    Lin Xin was shocked when he saw the body.

    The corpse was actually open with both eyes open, and the smile was just a strange arc with his mouth. It seems to be still alive.

    "you"

    Lin Xin took a step back.

    He clearly remembered that the body was originally a big mouth with a terrible fear to die. Now now

    Lin Xin stabbed the body toward the body.

    clang.

    The body of the body is like a steel, but it can't be penetrated at all.

    The red light of the lava iron on the blade slowly dimmed.

    Lin Xin's heartbeat is somewhat accelerated. Knowing that this carriage is already strange enough, the body on this car is definitely more strange.

    He slowly put away the sword.

    "Brother, if you are dead, you don't pay attention. If you have anything you want to do, you can say it directly. If I can help, I will try my best to help you. ”

    The words slowly echoed in the carriage, and then there was silence.

    Lin Xin takes a deep breath and injects gas into Safflower Sword again. The lava iron slowly glowed red again.

    Suddenly the car slowly lit up.

    This is the only way to illuminate the carriage, and the ordinary fire cannot burn at all.

    Sure enough, the corpse has returned to its original state, and Zhang Dazui is desperately facing the front.

    Lin Xin slowly relieved.

    The carriage slowly opened. He walked out the door with his sword.

    "Tonight, the fastest speed into the nine layers and then find the only core magic artifact of Heartblood sacrificial refining, the fastest speed to achieve the small return to Qi Refining"

    His mind made a secret decision.

    Out of the carriage, there is a yellowish wild grass everywhere.

    He is standing on a country road with fences on both sides, and the left and right are the rolling yellow hills.

    A sheep cry caught Lin Xin's gaze and he looked in the direction of the sound.

    I saw a gray and white sheep with a sparse and sparsely populated hillside. The flock slowly moved, bowing down the weeds and making a call from time to time.

    A noodle man with a whip cocked his legs and slept on the slope with a straw hat on his face.

    Lin Xin frowned.

    “This place is estimated to be sparsely populated and somewhat troublesome.”

    Did not pay attention to the shepherd, just an ordinary person, killing is like that, time is tight. He followed the footsteps of the road and started to work out.

    The whole person suddenly fluttered like a fly, galloping toward the front.

    The wind slammed on his face.

    Not long after, the former team was composed of noodles and appeared in front of him.

    One of the noodle people with long knife is talking to the people in the team. Hearing the sound, the noodle man turned back and saw Lin Xin, who was galloping, and he suddenly jumped out of the car.

    The man looked at Lin Xin carefully and took a picture from his arms. It seems to be in contrast.

    After a short time, he suddenly showed a trace of greed on his face, put away the picture, and pulled out the long knife.

    At this point Lin Xin has arrived at the rear of the team.

    No nonsense, a sword squats.

    Sword Qi shot from the tip of the sword and extended the blade to the noodle.

    Connate's eight-layer internal gas increase, regardless of strength or speed, has exceeded the limits of ordinary people's reaction.

    Just one face to face.

    The greed on the face of the noodle cutter has not disappeared, and it has been cut into two oblique pieces by a sword.

    A stream of warmth poured into the body. Lin Xin did not hesitate to rush toward the rest of the scared screaming noodle people.

    One sword, one blood and four splashes, one person who is much taller than him, has fallen down, and they are holding their throats tightly.

    There were several guards who looked like noodles and rushed out of their faces, yelling and screaming at him.

    Just a semi-circle of a sword, a white arc of Sword Qi suddenly emerged, flashing past several noodle people.

    These people even took a knife with them, all of them were split into two pieces, and blood and internal organs sprang up.

    Lin Xin had a little blood on his cheek, and he gently rubbed it off. The expressionlessness shakes off the blood on the blade.

    There are more than a dozen noodle people running around.

    He slams Safflower Sword.

    "Yinmantuo."

    The red edge of the blade shines.

    嗤嗤嗤

    Suddenly, the ground rushed out more than a dozen black-colored silver-colored vines. These vines were like tentacles, and they tied up the noodles who had not escaped.

    The surface of the vine continues to produce numerous sharp thorns. The cockroaches pierced the noodles, and in a short while, all the noodles were sucked by the spikes and only one piece of skin was left and was thrown to the ground.

    Lin Xin carries the Safflower Sword, walks slowly between the vine roots and walks to the big box escorted by the team.

    The box is covered with black cloth. There seems to be a subtle noise inside.

    He picked a black cloth with a sword.

    It’s actually a naked man and woman and they’re all ordinary people like normal humans.

    "Save and save us" One of the women whose consciousness is still awake is still flowing, and Lin Xin appears in front of herself and immediately pleads.

    Lin Xin looked at her pupil and knew that the person had been taken the medicine, was not saved, and was a similar stimulant that could irritate all potential in a short time.

    He saw the collars on the necks of these people, which is a sign of slavery.

    These people have been unconscious and turned into a stupid look, only the woman is still barely aware. But it has not been saved. It’s a matter of time to become a fool idiot.

    "It’s a slave transport team," Lin Xin sighed, looking at the man in the box like a chicken and duck. He had a trace of pity in his eyes.

    "It's also a pain for you to live, let me help you out."

    He raised a hand with Sword Qi.

    The white mans flashed and the whole box was broken and turned into two pieces.

    The human slaves inside were all short-cut by a sword, and the blood and internal organs flowed to the ground.

    The roots of Yinmantuo had to be greedy and began to smoke the food here.

    Lin Xin sat down on the knees and took a qi, supplementing the consumption of Yinmantuo.

    After getting up, Roots also treated the blood carcass almost. He put away the call, searched for it, found a Beast-Mark Seed, and quickly moved on to the front.

    Soon it was a noodle team that appeared in front of you.

    Lin Xin shoots in, and the blade summons Yinmantuo, and he himself solves a noodle man with a sword.

    No mercy, only killing.

    The roots are waving at high speed, and the noodles who are trying to escape are tied up and sucked.

    A large amount of warm water flowed into Lin Xin's body, and he clearly felt that his repair was rapidly improving.

    Soon the body has a feeling of fullness. He quickly picked up the ninth-level law of the small Returning Origin Secrets.

    Awkwardly, the body is like a punctured balloon. It breaks through the sputum and incorporates the new meridian into the internal gas circulation system. But with the killing of Yinmantuo, there is more and more warm water flowing into him.

    A sense of euphoria like drug abuse continues to flow into his mind with warm currents.

    Improve and enhance continuous improvement

    So, is that okay?

    Suddenly his heart flashed a bit of vigilance, and the tragic white body in the carriage flashed in front of his eyes.

    But with the constant flow of warmth, he immediately left this thought behind his head.

    Not long after, the entire team was destroyed.

    Lin Xin stood in the pool of blood, and slowly covered with white light. Numerous Connate's temperament fluttered around him, almost boiling from the body. To be continued.

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