Infinite Throne

   Chapter 857 Aiming in the Quartet

   Lin Yi returned to the village, on the fifth day.

Snowing.

   This is the first snow in the thirteenth year of the Dagan Dynasty, Jinping Province, and Kesheng Calendar.

   The goose feather snow was flying, and before it fell, most of it had melted and the ground was wet.

   in fine snow.

   A white-clothed guest, holding a snow-white paper umbrella, stepped on the snow without a trace, stepped ten meters in one step, and floated like a flying swallow in the sky.

   "As expected of Senior Brother Jian, you will never miss the opportunity to pretend."

  Yi Rin stood at the door, wrapped in a jacket under the urging of Lin's father and mother, and looked at Jian Nanchun's white clothes and Shengxue, who was extraordinarily fanciful, and couldn't help but complain.

"Junior Brother Miao Zan." Jian Nanchun smiled lightly, shaking his umbrella under the eaves, the snow on his body was not touched, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Xia Xiaoman, who was busy filling the brazier with fresh charcoal to prepare the fire, and only two people could hear it. The voice said in a low voice, "Just as the younger brother said, the King of Zhennan has 100,000 troops, 10,000 horses for training, 40 grain warehouses, and thousands of boxes of iron armor. There are indeed signs of an army. I don't know if it's in the near future or in the future."

  Irin was silent.

Jian Nanchun said again: "No wonder, brother, I have been watching the stars at night, and I saw Ziwei star dim and dim, surrounded by several random stars, the red demon star looming in the southwest sky, the northeast sky is overcast and cloudy, and the sky in the middle is hazy, this is the chaos of war. trillion."

   "Yo?" Yi Rin was no longer sleepy after hearing this: "You still understand stargazing?"

Jian Nanchun's face was full of pride, and he threw the long bangs in front of his forehead to the back of his head: "Junior Brother Lin, don't underestimate your brother. Although your brother's talent is not as good as that of Junior Sister Chao, he is still one of the best among his peers. The Supreme has always only accepted female disciples, and your senior brother will have a place in the quota for personal inheritance."

  Irin looked down: "Actually, you can work harder."

   Jian Nanchun's proud smile froze suddenly, and before he fully understood the meaning of Yi Rin's words, he subconsciously clamped his legs: "Senior brother has self-knowledge, man should be self-improvement."

   During the conversation between the two, Lin’s father and Lin’s mother called Lin Yi to enter.

   Jiannanchun wanted to say something else, but Yi Rin shook his head: "I see."

After   , Yi Rin ignored Jian Nanchun and walked into the house.

   As the charcoal in the brazier burns, the snow falls outside the house, and the house is as warm as spring.

   "Come on, son, it's cold outside, come in and make a fire."

   Mother Lin waved to Lin.

  Irin smiled: "When burning charcoal, remember to keep ventilation so that you don't get carbon monoxide poisoning."

  Xia Xiaoman: "?"

   Mother Lin: "?"

   Father Lin: "?"

   Yilin continued: "I raised that white-haired kitten. When I was away, I asked the second old man to take good care of it."

   Father Lin opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Yilin still said to herself: "Remember to stock up on food in winter, and in the fish pond, there is a kind of subcutaneous fat that is particularly thick, suitable for pond breeding in winter, save it, and it should be no problem to spend the winter. If there is no food Now, just tell the cat, maybe there will be more food in the house the next day."

  “Meow~”

   The little white cat sticking to Yi Rin's feet made a sweet meow at the right time.

   Meow star people are very good.

   It's just Lin's father and Lin's mother, who thinks this meow is weird, there is a trace of domineering hidden in the sweetness, and it leaks out.

   "And I left a little ball for you under the bed. In case of danger, just pull off the tab and throw it out. If you have anything, remember to run, and don't forget to take my cat with you."

  “Meow~”

   Yi Rin dribbled bit by bit, reminding me carefully.

  It is so big that the army is in chaos, and it is so small that it is in daily life.

   said, Mother Lin wept.

   "The child is gone."

  Xia Xiaoman felt the strange emotions in the house, and somehow felt a little uncomfortable.

   Damn... Obviously I didn't say goodbye to my parents! This princess... it's a shame!

  Xia Xiaoman was entangled in his heart, but he said, "Uncle, aunt, it's getting late, we still have something to do, we'll go first."

   "Wait a minute!" Father Lin hurried into the inner room, took out a box, opened it, and found an exquisite wooden bracelet inside. The wooden bracelet was a little weird when you looked closely, and it was actually made up of many parts. I saw that Father Lin didn't know what to do. With a click, the wooden bracelet opened, and with another click, before Xia Xiaoman could react, the wooden bracelet was firmly buckled on Xia Xiaoman's slender wrist.

"This is a family heirloom of our Lin family, the Qiankun twist-pattern lock. There are hidden tricks in it. It is said that every time it is opened and closed, a different unlocking method will be generated. Legend has it that only the person who is destined can open the Qiankun twist-pattern lock, Xiaoman. , Uncle sees you pleasing to the eye, this worthless piece of shit, I will give it to you!"

After   , Father Lin winked at Yi Rin while Xia Xiaoman didn't care.

  Wait... Didn't you just talk about heirlooms? Why do you say this is a worthless piece of shit?

  The ancestors of the Lin family were furious!

   Yi Rin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I said, now am I your son or is she your son? You don't give me the heirloom, you give it to her???"

   "Cut, I can't help it, the ancestors of the Lin family have explained it from generation to generation, this twisted lock of the universe is passed on to women and not men!"

   "How did it get to you?"

   "Hey, your grandfather put this lock on your mother's hand back then!"

   Mother Lin was so ashamed that she quickly hid in the inner room.

Xia Xiaoman was suddenly dumbfounded. She tossed it a few times, and the twisted lock was really not something that Lin's father was blind to. With Xia Xiaoman's ninth level of qi and a little higher than Senior Brother Lin Yi's cultivation level, Unable to forcefully unscrew the Qiankun twist-pattern lock.

   The explanation was almost finished, and Yi Rin dragged Xia Xiaoman, who was with Qiankun twisted lock, out of the house.

  Outside the house, Jian Nanchun was holding an umbrella, he smiled slightly, and the umbrella turned into a sword, hanging in front of him.

   "Why can't you unscrew it! You bastard!"

  Xia Xiaoman and Qiankun twisted the locks.

"Let's put it on first, don't forget, you owe my family an heirloom. Heirlooms... You can only pay it back with heirlooms." Yi Rin refused to suffer, so he casually asked Xia Xiaoman to owe an heirloom, while taking out the jet skateboard, Step on the board.

   He looked back. Inside the house, Father Lin blushed and looked very happy. He took out a bottle of treasured soju and was about to pour it into the glass.

   Father Lin noticed Yi Rin's gaze and waved his hand, as if to say: Get out of here.

"Walk!"

  Irin stepped on the skateboard and soared into the sky.

   In addition, Jiannanchun's flying sword with Xia Xiaoman on it, followed closely behind.

  In the forest house.

   Father Lin began to drink alone. He laughed and scolded Mother Lin, who had deliberately hid in the house and cried heartbroken: "My son, why are you crying! It's not like he hasn't run away!"

"You know the shit! It wasn't dug out of your stomach, so of course you don't feel bad! Don't you worry about him being bullied outside? Don't you worry that he's learning badly? Don't you worry that he won't be able to get a daughter-in-law? ?"

"Who said that I don't feel bad?" Father Lin drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, he smiled, his face wrinkled and relaxed: "Also, you are worried about the fart! Don't forget, the Lin family man, no matter what he looks like. , they're all good at cheating their daughter-in-law! Besides—"

  The spirits burned his throat. Father Lin slapped the table, with hot tears hidden in his cloudy eyes, but his voice was strong and powerful: "Good man, aim for all directions!"

  …

   After a trip home, Irin felt a lot more at ease.

   Before leaving, Bai Chuchu nestled on the roof, covered in fine snow, and looked at Yi Rin pitifully.

   Ke Yilin can't take the tigress away.

   Otherwise, who will take care of the village.

   He could only be ruthless, ignoring Miao Mi's eyes.

   It can only be said that the art of taming animals is too overbearing.

   Flying high in the sky, Irin used his telekinesis to make a shield for himself to separate the wind and snow.

   On the other side, Xia Xiaoman couldn't continue with Qiankun Twisted Lock, because she was on Jian Nanchun's flying sword, shivering from the cold.

   "Tsk, Junior Sister, you are also a monk of the ninth level of Qi, you can easily keep out the cold by running the introductory exercises."

The implication of    is that you don't lose the face of the Tianjianmen cultivator again.

  Jian Nanchun kindly reminded him and sighed secretly, why did he bring a rookie out?

  Look at Junior Brother Lin again. The two entered the mountain at the same time, but Junior Brother Lin was already proficient in weapon refining and formation techniques. He stood still while stepping on the gliding board. With such a temperament, it was not easy to match his 100% or 200%.

   Jian Nanchun didn't know that Yi Rin was hanging up, and thought that Yi Rin was using exercises to keep out the cold.

  Xia Xiaoman heard that this was a path she never imagined, so she tried to run it for a few laps, but she didn't expect it to work, and she was overjoyed.

   "Junior Brother Lin, where are we going now?"

The three of them flew in two cars and flew all the way, crossing villages and county towns until they reached the border of Jinping Province, Jian Nanchun finally couldn't help shaking the nails on the flying sword and asked, "Speaking of Junior Brother Lin, you haven't told Senior Brother yet. Say, how do you use this little magic weapon! Are we going to find your junior sister?"

   "I'm thinking..." After coming out of Qingniu Village, Yi Rin has been thinking. It wasn't until Jian Nanchun shouted from afar and asked where he was going, Yi Rin came back to his senses, looked into the depths of the vast wind and snow, and muttered to himself: "What would happen if we killed King Zhennan easily when we were passing by? ?"

   hiss…

   Yi Rin's voice was not loud, but Jian Nanchun, as a Qi cultivator, had good ears and eyesight, and could distinguish all directions. When he heard Yi Rin's whisper, he was so frightened that his hair stood upright, and he looked up at the sky, for fear that in broad daylight, a thunderbolt would strike Junior Brother Lin's forehead, causing harm to the innocent two of them next door. .

   (end of this chapter)