I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Today's poetry meeting was originally the choice that Lin Anruo made at the end of the road.

And just revealing the secret of her physique to Gong Ziliang was her last desperate gamble.

How could she have imagined that after she was sure that Young Master Liang's character could be trusted, the result she got was that Xiefeng, whom she had hoped to be the savior of the family, had already fallen to the Xuanwu realm.

a bolt from the blue!

At this moment, Lin Anruo only felt that all this was deliberately teasing her.

Endless despair grew in her heart, causing her pupils to lose focus and spread out.

"God? Hmph, if it wants to destroy your Lin family, you must first ask my son Liang if he will answer!"

Right now.

A tyrannical voice came from Young Master Liang's mouth, fell into Lin Anruo's ears, and suddenly echoed in her mind.

The scattered pupils condensed again, but they fell behind Gong Ziliang.

The light that had just emerged quickly dimmed again.

In the information she investigated earlier, Young Master Liang's strength was only in the Xuanwu realm.

Lin Anruo couldn't even count the difference between this realm and the Heavenly God Realm.

Even if the son in front of him is Liang, he can surpass Yin Zhiping in literature, talent and martial arts at a young age.

But compared with the enemies the Lin family had to face, the gap was simply too great.

At this moment, her emotions calmed down a little. After standing up, she said solemnly: "An Ruo, thank you for your kindness."

"It's just the enemy of the Lin family, not Yin Zhiping and the like can be compared. An Ruo doesn't want to see the son of a moth throwing fire."

"So, the matter of the previous request, the young master should not have heard it."

Having said that, Lin Anruo took out a sachet from his bosom and said, "In addition, this sachet was embroidered by An Ruo's mother. After the son gets the token and goes to the Bifang Dynasty, if the Lin family is still there, you can use this thing. Showing it to my father may help the son to get the token of the Bi Fang Dynasty."

"Also, please ask the young master to bring a message for An Ruo to his father and mother at that time, saying that An Ruo is not filial and will bring disaster to the family..."

Before Lin Anruo could finish speaking, the tears gushing out again quickly wet the sachet, and the words turned into choking.

"I don't have the habit of helping others with words, so these words, go back and tell the second old man yourself."

Gong Ziliang shook his head and rejected Lin Anruo's request.

However, he immediately took the sachet into his hand, looked at it, and said, "This sachet is quite suitable for my eyes, so I will accept it. As a matter of returning it to the Lin family, I will accept it."

After Gong Ziliang finished speaking, without giving Lin Anruo a chance to react, he directly put the sachet with body temperature into the storage bag.

There are still more than ten days before the opening of the Monet Dynasty teleportation array.

As for the system in Gong Ziliang's body, the progress of the restart is only less than 50%.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously impossible for Gong Ziliang to regain his strength in just ten days.

However, with Xing Feng around, with the contents of the storage bag, it is still possible to restore Xing Feng to his peak strength in a short period of time.

These circumstances, Gong Ziliang did not explain too much.

And when Lin Anruo saw Young Master Liang put away the sachet, he could only smile bitterly and said nothing.

"Okay, during this time, don't think about it, everything is covered by me."

After he finished speaking, he touched his chin and said, "But there is one more thing in front of me, that boy surnamed Yin, who got into trouble with me, will definitely not give up on this, it seems that he has to walk again. gone."

Yin Zhiping, as the heir of the Pingjiang Dynasty, is so prominent, Young Master Liang doesn't think that the lessons he gave before can make the other party docile.

"You don't have to worry about Shizi Yin's matter, Young Master. An Ruo can immediately ask someone to repair a book and give it to Brother Tianchen."

"If he comes forward, he will definitely be able to convince Yin Shizi to turn his fighters into jade and silk."

Lin Anruo spoke at this moment and finished speaking confidently. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and quickly explained: "An Ruo and Brother Tianchen are just friends with words, nothing else..."

Lin Anruo had a shy face, winked like silk, and there was obvious urgency in her voice of explanation.

Hearing that, Young Master Liang couldn't help but whisper in his heart: "Good guy".

The news I heard from Chen Pingan before.

Mo Tianchen, also known as "Brother Tianchen" in Lin Anruo's mouth, was bewitched by her.

Now under house arrest in the deep palace, there is the possibility of losing the crown prince at any time.

This kind of licking dog that can even throw away the throne of Jiangshan, when it comes to Lin Anruo's mouth, is he just a pen pal?

In this regard, Gong Ziliang can only say that every licking dog that has nothing at the end is not worthy of sympathy.

Compared with Mo Tianchen and Yin Zhiping, Gong Ziliang suddenly felt that if the Taikoo Dynasty could have a prince like Qin Yu, the future would not be too bright.

Suddenly, several breaths broke into Young Master Liang's perception. He raised his brows and asked, "Your brother Tianchen, where are you now?"

Lin Anruo didn't know why, but he answered honestly: "This time, it should be still in the capital."

"Well, that should be too late."

Gong Ziliang nodded and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, a cold voice sounded from outside the attic:

"Young Master Liang, Lin Anruo, get out of this world quickly!"

Lin Anruo immediately heard the voice, it was from Yin Zhiping, who had left in despair.

With flustered eyes, he subconsciously looked at Gong Ziliang.

Young Master Liang's expression was normal, and his spiritual sense was released.

In the induction, several Zhenwu realm and nearly twenty Xuanwu realm-level auras were already surrounding Qinfang from the outside.

And this time.

Outside the attic, Yin Zhiping was arrogant and arrogant, ignoring the passers-by who gathered from all directions, his nostrils almost reaching the sky.

Behind him, an old man in gray robe was imposing Yuan Chunyuezhi, passersby looked a few more times, they would feel a stinging pain in their eyes, and quickly looked away.

Previously, he was a complete defeat at the hands of Gong Ziliang. He didn't get Lin Anruo to talk about it, and he also smeared his literary name and lost the prestige of his government.

After returning, he immediately mobilized the people he brought and killed them back.

"Yeah, isn't that the heir of the Pingjiang Dynasty's Zhenguo Gongfu? Why did you lead someone to surround the Qinfang?"

"You don't know this? Yin Shizi didn't come to participate in Lin Yao's...everyone's poetry party, but he was mistreated by others."

"So, Yin Shizi is here to find the place?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, didn't you see Yin Shizi invite all the old people in the town's palace to move? That is a powerful and powerful person in the late period of Zhenwu. If he hears it, it will not be as good as us."

Among the audience, there are many who know the process of the previous poetry meeting.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred under.

Soon the situation of Yin Zhiping's deflation at the poetry meeting was spread.