Infinite Throne

   Chapter 810 How can you defile someone's innocence

   After a brief eye contact.

   The little monk lowered his head indifferently and looked away.

  What kind of experience can a child who is only fifteen or sixteen years old have such eyes?

  Irin looked at the bald head of the other party, suddenly understood something, and remained silent.

   and aside.

  Master Kuye held Wang Xiaohu's hand tightly and did not loosen it for a long time. After being rejected by Wang Xiaohu again, he looked quite regretful.

   "What a pity, a pity, a pity!"

  The old monk looked up to the sky and sighed, looking like he was unlovable.

  Wang Xiaohu is even more uncomfortable now.

   This is a meal!

   Without that meal, he, Wang Xiaohu, would have starved to death.

   But he can't be a monk in order to repay his kindness, right?

   He is a single biography of the Wang family.

  This is going to be a monk, isn't the Wang family going to end?

   Want it or not.

  If my parents knew about it, they shouldn't run out of Qingniu Village and beat themselves to death?

  Wang Xiaohu thought of this, pulled out his hands with force, and comforted: "Master, in fact, even if Xiaohu is not a monk, he can enter Ping An Temple."

   "Oh? How?"

   When Zen Master Kuye heard this, is there a way to compromise? So he became interested.

  Wang Xiaohu just said casually, where did he know there was a compromise, he saw that Kuye Zen Temple didn't seem to give up its plan to draw him to the Buddha's side, so he looked at Yi Rin as if asking for help.

  Irin thought this scene was very interesting, so he added a sentence: "How about being a monk who works to get paid, and doesn't worship Buddha?"

   Dry Leaf Zen Master: "…"

  Wang Xiaohu: "…"

   "Speaking of which," Jian Nanchun stepped forward and looked directly at Yi Rin: "Who are you?"

   When Jian Nanchun asked this question, before Yi Rin had time to answer.

   Junior Sister Bingshan's indifferent face showed a rare wave, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she said softly: "He is a half-hearted cultivator, is it true or false?"

   "Cultivator?" Jian Nanchun's face changed when he heard the words, his eyes narrowed, and Yi Rin instantly felt that something was swept over him. Yi Rin resisted the urge to punch Jian Nanchun again, lowered his head, didn't speak, and pretended he didn't know.

   After a while.

  Jian Nanchun's calmness and calmness, which he had been deliberately keeping, finally couldn't hold back, and his face was a little ugly: "How is it possible? I was attacked at Sanpinxuan some time ago..."

   "Senior brother was attacked?"

   Junior Sister Bingshan frowned. The implication was, I didn't hear you talk about this.

Jian Nanchun knew that he had slipped the tongue, but he quickly explained: "Senior brother means, that day I was at Sanpinxuan... when I was at the banquet and sipping tea and waiting for my sister, I had a relationship with the two little babies, but at that time. I have clearly probed with my spiritual sense, and they don't have any aura that a monk should have."

   "So, what's the situation now?" The junior sister asked again.

  Jian Nanchun didn't have the face to look at his junior sister anymore. He shook his legs and muttered to himself, "How is that possible? Now this child has a faint breath, and he has already started to practice qi. In just a few days..."

   Junior sister nodded, it seemed that it wasn't that the senior brother was wrong, but that there was something wrong with this child. She stared at Yi Rin and Wang Xiaohu again with a scrutiny look. Wang Xiaohu might not feel anything, but Yi Rin felt very uncomfortable.

   He was the only one who stared at others with such eyes before, and no one dared to stare at him with such eyes.

   But Yilin's mentality is good, and it's no big deal when Chun is bitten by a dog. After thinking for a while, Yi Rin generously took out the ancient book from the family and threw it at Jian Nanchun: "The ancestral book, I took the time to look at it these days.

   Jian Nanchun grabbed it at will, and the tattered ancient books of the Lin family fell into his hands. Junior Sister Bingshan also seemed to be very interested in Yi Rin's origins, and got closer to Jian Nanchun. Jian Nanchun smelled the fragrance of flowers wafting from the junior sister beside him, and the whole person felt a little fluffy.

   But this is floating, he dare not show it on his face. So Jian Nanchun had a straight face and awe-inspiring righteousness, and began to look at the ancient books handed over by Yi Rin.

   At first, Jian Nanchun didn't take it seriously, but he turned around and found that something was wrong.

This so-called "ancestral secret book" is lacking in words, obscure, and incomprehensible. If it weren't for him, as an inner sect monk of Tianjianmen, he had read a lot of classics in the sect, and maybe he couldn't understand it. 's ancient text.

   How can someone practice their breath with this book?

impossible!

  Jian Nanchun shook his head vigorously, subconsciously thinking it was impossible.

   Anyone who has a little brain will not find a broken ancient book to practice.

   That is courting death.

   After looking at it for a long time, Jian Nanchun didn't see any mystery, only thought it was a tattered book.

   Finally, Jian Nanchun said quietly: "You really dare to practice."

   "Sure enough, his aura was chaotic, and he didn't look like he was born in the orthodox Xuanmen, so I didn't take it to heart."

   Junior Sister Bingshan nodded, as if she understood something.

   "It doesn't matter, because of fate, those who are destined get it."

   When Jian Nanchun said this, his expression was calm, but his tone was somehow sour.

  Jian Nanchun quickly returned the ancient book of the Lin family to Yi Rin. In his opinion, this ancient book was placed in Tianjianmen. If it was complete, it would be good for reference, but the incomplete cheat book was worthless. He ignored Yi Rin, turned his head to look at the young monk hiding beside the old monk, and smiled slightly: "The ancestors of this sect have a little relationship with your parents, and Jian Nanchun, the disciple of Tianjianmen Jianzi generation, is ordered by the teacher's sect, Escort you to the coast of the East China Sea, to Xianshan."

   When the little monk heard this, he lowered his head and shook his head vigorously without looking at the crowd. After being silent, he finally said a complete sentence: "Ben... I'm not going."

  Irin was slightly taken aback.

   He was only suspicious before, but when the little monk spoke in that crisp voice, Yilin directly confirmed it.

   This monk is the princess of today!

   Who would have thought that a dignified eldest princess of the Dagan Dynasty would shave off her hair, pretend to be a monk, hide in a group of monks, and go all the way south?

   It is hidden in baldness!

  Irin secretly gave a thumbs up to the person who came up with this way of hiding.

   But the question is, how could it be exposed so well?

  Irin smiled and didn't break it.

   Jian Nanchun's rejection of the eldest princess is incomprehensible.

   Being able to enter the Tianjianmen is a good thing that you can't ask for if you kneel down. If Tianjianmen is so easy to enter, why did he need ten days and ten nights on the coast of the East China Sea?

  Junior Sister Bingshan didn't speak much harshly. Seeing that the eldest princess refused, she didn't bother to explain, so she directly pointed out a finger on the eldest princess, and the eldest princess froze and couldn't move. Junior Sister Bingshan opened the sword box, and a long sword exuding a terrifying cold air floated into the air. Junior Sister Bingshan held the eldest princess in one hand and fell onto the long sword.

  The whole set of movements is done in one go, extremely chic.

   "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

  Junior Sister Bingshan said, the cold light flashed in the night sky, and it instantly turned into a streamer and disappeared into the northern horizon.

   Jian Nanchun saw his sister and left without saying a word, and immediately took out his flying sword. I saw that his magic weapon was actually the oil umbrella. With a shake of the oil umbrella, the shape changed into an ancient sword. He hurriedly stepped on the flying sword, ready to chase after his junior sister.

   Yi Rin was a little unhappy when he saw Jian Nanchun about to run away.

   Really let you run away, didn’t I hit you with a white hammer?

   So Yi Rin grabbed Jian Nanchun who was just about to take off, pulled his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Take me."

   Jian Nanchun frowned, he was concerned about the whereabouts of his junior sister, for fear of getting lost. Junior sister's flying sword "Frost", but one of the most famous flying swords in Tianjianmen, he is going to be late, maybe he really can't catch up. So Jian Nanchun prepared to use his strength to shake off the mischievous children, and said coldly, "Don't mess around, if you want to enter Tianjianmen, two years later, you will see you on the coast of the East China Sea."

  Wang Xiaohu looked dumbfounded.

   He had never seen such a stubborn brother Lin.

   Yi Rin rolled his eyes, and Jian Nanchun probably flew away without saying anything. With a turn of his mind, he came straight to his heart and said, "Do you want to sleep with your junior sister?"

"what?"

  Jian Nanchun bent his tall and straight back abruptly, almost falling off the flying sword that was taking off.

   After holding it for a while, Jian Nanchun's whole face was half black and half pink with anger, stepping on the flying sword with one foot, landing on the ground with one foot, neither walking nor not walking. Finally, Jian Nanchun, who had been holding back for a long time, finally pointed at Yi Rin's abominable smiling face with trembling fingers, and whispered, "You, you, you... ignorant child, how can you contaminate people out of thin air?"

   (end of this chapter)