Infinite Throne

   Chapter 998 Inner Ghost

  Irin knocked out the "soul" of the younger sister with one palm.

   As for why this posture, this position, this palm technique…

   Really can't blame him.

   He learned it from the Supreme Master, that's how it is.

   This brake,

   In the two-person room, the surroundings are completely silent.

   Time seems to stand still.

  Xia Ruxue looked at the translucent "body" with surprise.

   "Have you figured out my 'primitive spirit'?"

"Well, you can understand it like this. Wait, no, I'm 'pai', don't use words randomly." Yi Rin corrected the typos in his sister's words and explained carefully: "'mental state', 'primitive spirit', 'soul' , Regarding this form, different power systems have different views. But I think that no matter which kind of statement is made, the essence is the same, and the same goal is achieved by different paths."

   "Junior sister understands." Xia Ruxue nodded.

   "Come, sit."

   After the time slowed down, Irin and my sister had a lot of time to communicate.

   After he pondered for a while, he finally made up his mind to tell the biggest secret that had been buried deep in his heart for many years.

   This is a story of a loner.

   A long story.

   A traverser who does not belong to this world,

   from a world doomed to destruction,

   His connection with the Seven Absolute Empresses,

  The heavy responsibility he shoulders,

   his reincarnation,

  His bits and pieces in the demon clan.

   "Finally, I came here, this is my experience, my past, my... story."

   When Yi Rin told her story bit by bit, Yi Rin breathed a long sigh of relief, and instantly felt a sense of relief.

   After he came to this world, he never revealed his secrets to anyone.

  No one except Green, except the three mother spirits, knows how hard he has been all these years.

   He was a lonely trailblazer.

   But now, he doesn't feel alone anymore.

  Xia Ruxue listened quietly from beginning to end.

   She didn't interject any words in the middle of her brother's narration.

  Unconsciously, Xia Ruxue burst into tears.

   The long period of time not only left scars on her body, but these scars were also imprinted in the reincarnation experience of her senior brother.

   "Senior brother, since you've been a demon all your life, what do you want to do?"

   The souls of the two of them blended together, and Xia Ruxue gently held his brother's hand.

   There is no temperature in his mental state, but Xia Ruxue felt the coldness in his brother's hand.

   "I don't know," Irin shook his head, but nodded again soon: "No, I should say, I have an idea, but I'm not sure."

  Irin said, got up, Jian Nanchun was rushing towards this side.

  Communication in a mental state, although a thousand words can be said in an instant, this does not mean that the external time is completely static.

   "In this state, it will consume a lot of... Well, for you, it should be true yuan, go back first, and deal with the matter in front of you."

   "Well, brother, we still have... a lot of time."

  Xia Ruxue lowered her head.

   For the future, she is full of longing and anticipation.

   Hundreds of years of suffering and loneliness for a hundred years, when my brother came back to life, everything was of no importance.

it is more than words.

   At least, she thought so.

  …

   The two opened their eyes again.

The    mental state returned from their respective eyebrows.

   "Bracelet, come back quickly, brother."

  Xia Ruxue confidently spread out her white palm towards her brother.

   "Isn't this from the Lin family?" Yilin asked in confusion.

   "Your dad gave it to me!"

"what?"

   "Besides, brother, you are obviously not surnamed Lin now."

  “…”

   Yi Rin silently restored the Qiankun twist pattern lock, and temporarily "cuffed" it back to Xia Ruxue's wrist.

  Xia Ruxue rubbed the bracelet and finally felt comfortable.

   After a brief quarrel.

  The bracelet belongs to the "original owner".

   At this time, Jian Nanchun and the elders of Tianjianmen rushed up with murderous aura.

   "Damn monster, let go of my junior sister Xia Ruxue!"

   "Brother Sword, you—"

  Irin was carrying his hands on his back, and was struggling to give Brother Jian a blow to his chest from time to time, and when he came to a set of "abbreviated stories" to explain the ins and outs, a name that Irin had buried in the corner of his memory suddenly came to mind.

   This made the second half of Yi Rin's words stuck in his throat for a moment, and he couldn't say it again.

   Yi Rin opened his mouth and pointed at his junior sister in surprise: "What did you call her...what?"

   Jian Nanchun frowned, looking left and right, he felt that the posture of the younger sister's lowered eyebrows and bowed head was not quite right, as if she was bewitched by magic, the whole person had an air that made Jian Nanchun unclear. At this time, he replied casually: "Xia Ruxue is my junior sister. What kind of magic tricks are you using on my junior sister?"

  The elders gathered around.

   They all felt that Xia Ruxue's reaction was a bit wrong.

   "Listen to Ruxue's explanation." Although Xia Ruxue understood everything clearly, just as the senior brother said, it was too troublesome to explain, and there was no way to explain it in a few words. But before she could organize the language, Yi Rin stepped forward and pressed her junior sister's shoulders, looking into her eyes: "You are Xia Ruxue? Are you Xia Ruxue? Why? Why are you Xia Ruxue? "

  Xia Ruxue: "Senior brother, I don't have time to explain! It's not what you think!"

Jian Nanchun's eyes widened: "Junior sister, have you been caught in the sorcery? If you are caught in the sorcery, quickly blink your left eye three times, if not, blink your right eye three times! How can you call this monster a 'senior brother' ?"

   "Xiaojian, don't talk nonsense, she's not right, let's take action together and save the master!"

   There is a two-color chessboard in front of the black and white Eryang. The chess pieces on it rotate in a spiral, and a strange halo like mist and smoke sways around the chess pieces.

The    scene once looked like a large-scale **** scene.

  You spray me, I spray you, you spray him.

   Everyone quarreled for a while, and Xia Ruxue was caught in the middle, replying a sentence here, replying a sentence there, but I couldn't explain it clearly.

  The other monks wanted to kill them, but the "evil leader" was surrounded by the elites of Tianjianmen. The monks were relieved, and they immediately put their minds at ease, ignored this, and turned to deal with the rest of the demon clan.

   "Shut up!"

   In the end, the quarrel was over, and Xia Ruxue even came out with the emperor's voice that she had not seen for a long time.

   All of a sudden, everyone stopped arguing.

   Jian Nanchun frowned, looking at his junior sister, she didn't seem to be bewitched by magic.

  Irin's mind was still buzzing.

   In fact, they were arguing with junior sister, but Yi Rin didn't hear a word.

  Why Xia Xiaoman is Xia Ruxue?

   Junior sister finally returned to the real world with him?

   How did you do it?

  When the future overlaps with the past, Irin cannot see the truth.

   "Why are you Xia Ruxue?"

   "Senior brother, this is a long story." Xia Ruxue clenched her clothes, she didn't know how to explain it.

   This is a big misunderstanding.

   If you make your brother mistakenly think that he is… ah ah!

   Suddenly.

  Jian Nanchun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

   He stared at Yi Rin with an incredible look: "You, you, you..."

  Yi Rin saw the embarrassed appearance of the younger sister, so she could only put this question aside for the time being, and looked at Senior Brother Jian: "Brother Jian, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but you have changed."

   The other elders were stunned when they heard the words.

   Such a tone, such a tone, these words made them think of one person invariably.

  Ren Qingshan's eyes suddenly turned cold: "It is rumored that the demon clan has many tricks, endless changes, and can even capture other people's memories..."

   Yi Rin glanced at Ren Qingshan, he had never dealt with this guy from before. He narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the principles on Ren Qingshan's body. Immediately, he followed the bundles of principles and looked towards the direction of the Moruo Temple. Suddenly, he understood the reason why he had been not dealing with Ren Qingshan.

   Yi Rin first looked at the black and white sheep: "Tell you the truth, I borrowed all your wine, and Lao Chen finished it."

   Black and white Eryang's eyes softened.

   Immediately afterwards, Yi Rin looked at Senior Brother Jian again: "Ask the world, what is love, and directly teach life and death, and pervert on the spot."

   Jian Nanchun's eyes filled with tears when he heard this.

   Then Hua Wuyu: "Have you changed your stove? It's not so easy to fry the stove, right?"

  Hua Wuyu had blue veins on his forehead, depressed for a moment, and then smiled.

To Ye Liangchen: "Aren't you always wondering, there was one night when the 'xuantian ginseng' that you had grown for more than 300 years was uprooted. Ginseng tea."

  Xia Ruxue suddenly realized and exclaimed: "No wonder my cultivation has skyrocketed after drinking that cup of ginseng tea!"

   Ye Liangchen felt a pain in his chest and mourned for a moment of silence for that precious ginseng.

   "Boss Nie, in fact, I asked about the sword back then, but none of you knew about it. I still remember that every year on September 13th, you would be on the mountain of Wenjian to mourn for a tomb."

   "Mu Laodao, how is the Qing'er crane that I tamed now?"

"Elder Yingyin, I still haven't been able to ask your real name, it's really regrettable. But I heard that there was a story between you and the demon clan. If there is a chance, I would like to sit on the back of the Kun beast. Weirdly comfortable."

   "Old Daoist, you taught me the 'Taiyi Guashu', which I have comprehended to this day, but it's still difficult to master. I'm really blind to this divination art with the same name as me."

   "Senior teacher, you... ah, forget it, how are you doing?"

   Facing the teacher who had been in love with Lao Chen for many years, Yi Rin couldn't bear to say anything more, so he could only casually mention Lao Chen.

  Irin said a word to everyone she once knew.

  Every time he said a word, everyone's faces softened a little.

  If they almost didn't believe it at first, the leader of the demon clan in front of him was the one who died a hundred years ago, but when he said this, it was hard for everyone to doubt it.

"Finally," Yi Rin and Ren Qingshan looked at each other calmly: "If I remember correctly, many years ago, you have been looking for the inner ghost in Tianjianmen. If you believe in me and Lin Yi of the past, you will be arrested. Stop him." Yi Rin pointed at Ren Qingshan, whose complexion suddenly changed: "He, Ren Qingshan, is the 'inner ghost'!"

   Having said that, Yi Rin looked around the audience, his body swept violently, and quickly flashed towards the Little Supreme Buddha in the other direction.

   Afterimages appeared behind Yilin, and in the shadows, Yilin's voice came:

   "Now, I have to save my people."

   (end of this chapter)