Chapter 472

Deep in the Burial Sword Forest, Lin Yun and Xin Yan have arrived on blood dragon horses.

There was a corpse parked on the rock that was filled with the slightest chill. The appearance of the corpse was unchanged and the body was not corrupted, as if it had just fallen asleep.

"elder brother!"

Seeing Xin Jue's body lying on the cold stone from a distance, Xin Yan couldn't control the tears in her eyes. After getting closer, she dismounted and rushed towards him.

This was the first time Xinyan saw her elder brother's body after Xin Jue's death.

For many years, she couldn't accept it deep down in her heart and didn't dare to face it.

At the end of the Longmen competition group stage, I didn’t even dare to face it.

Now that Lin Yun has reached the top of the Dragon Gate Competition, fulfilled the wishes of the two brothers and returned home with great honors, he naturally has to come back and tell Brother Xin Jue the news.

Even though...he can no longer hear it.

Lin Yun looked at the body of his elder brother Xin Jue, his expression solemn as never before, and the scene of Xin Jue blocking the bloody needle for him that day reappeared in his mind.

"It's easy to dodge open spears and hard to defend against hidden arrows. Junior brother, you should be more careful."

Xin Jue narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled, and stretched out her hand to pull Lin Yun up.

At that moment, young Lin Yun was a little confused, but he didn't think too clearly.

"It seems that someone really doesn't want me to appear in the Dragon Gate Competition, but no matter what, little junior brother, you will always appear in the Dragon Gate Competition, right?"

Facing the encirclement and killing of many men in black, he seemed to have expected it and smiled at Lin Yun.

"That's natural. In the Dragon Gate Competition, I, Lin Yun, will definitely bet everything on it!"

At that moment, the young man responded without thinking.

Unexpectedly, Xin Jue was about to die, and these were the few words he said before his death.

…

The scene changed, Xin Jue was leaning against the ancient tree, Xin Yan laughed softly: "Brother, your forehead is a little dirty."

"Wipe it for me."

"How old are you? You still want me to help you? Don't be shy. Well, just this once. I won't do it next time."

Xinyan's cool face revealed a playful smile.

But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore, and the blood on her forehead was flowing endlessly. She wiped it with her handkerchief, but it couldn't be wiped clean.

I saw Xin Jue, her face was as pale as the vast silver snow under the moonlight, and a drop of blood from the center of her eyebrow slid down her nose bone. The blood spread, like the red plum blossoms blooming on the endless white silver snow under the endless moonlight, and its plums were like snow.

Although the snow is cold, you, Hongmei, are proud and rugged... proud and rugged...

Heaven is jealous of talents, red plums are proud of snow!

"Junior brother, I want to be alone with my elder brother for a while."

Xinyan turned around, with a gentle smile on her usually charming and charming face.

Lin Yun woke up with a start, patted the blood dragon horse, and walked silently to the ice lake.

The lake is vast, the smoke is vast, and the fog is misty.

Lin Yun looked forward, his eyes falling into the hazy mist, and sadness inadvertently flashed between his eyebrows.

At this moment, the young man who was proud of the heroes and dominated the Qin Dynasty showed a rare feeling of depression.

So what about first?

If you can't protect your loved ones around you and you get the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition, what can you do?

Lin Yun closed his eyes silently. His life was saved by Brother Xin Jue, more than once!

All the glory today, if the eldest brother is still there, is still his. He is just serving the king's sword and inheriting the sword's promise.

Just take back what the Ye family should have.

Honor, let him go with the wind, and let him carry the big brother's smile with him in the next life.

After a moment, Lin Yun opened his eyes, and there was no sadness in his eyes, only a touch of tenacity and stubbornness, like eternal stars.

"In this life, I, Lin Yun, will never let anyone around me get hurt again, never, I swear!"

In the young man's heart, he secretly made a vow.

When the seeds of the oath sprout in the heart, this oath will be accompanied by Lin Yun in this life.

The heart towards the sword will remain till death!

The glory of the sword is immortal and exists only for protection.

If you want to become stronger, you must become stronger. This is the moral principle in this world. The law of the jungle is that the weak eat the strong. The strong is justice, and the weak have nothing but dignity.

Xuanyang Palace Hua Yunxu's strong appearance left a deep impression on him.

If Master Thirteen and Senior Jian Xuanhe were not present, the other party could easily kill him with just one glance, without even drawing a sword.

That feeling is so terrible, it makes people feel intimately aware of their own insignificance and helplessness.

The young man around Hua Yunxu also put a lot of pressure on him. He had already reached the realm of Zifu at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

Such a genius is almost unimaginable in the Qin Empire.

But it actually appeared in front of Lin Yun's eyes, making people unable to believe it.

Whoops!

At just this moment, two figures came through the mist and appeared in front of Lin Yun with a slight step.

It was Master Thirteen and Jian Xuanhe who arrived side by side.

"Boy, what are you thinking about? Why do you seem to be unhappy about winning the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition?"

Master Thirteen stroked his beard and chuckled softly.

"It's probably because of Hua Yunxu. The appearance of this guy seems to have put a lot of pressure on our little forest."

The fat old man Jian Xuanhe said with a smile.

"I've met two seniors."

Lin Yun bowed his hands and saluted, not daring to neglect.

"Boy, come here."

Master Thirteen sat on a rock and waved to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun didn't understand what he meant and walked over as he was told.

The Thirteenth Master's vicissitudes of life showed a rare serious expression, and he said in deep thought: "Boy, don't think too much, do you know what Hua Yunxu's original idea was?"

"What's the idea?"

"Hey, can't you tell? He is obviously interested in you and wants to kidnap you and forcefully recruit you as a disciple."

Thirteenth Master smiled.

"this……"

"Boy, you have to remember that the entire Great Qin Empire is not as important as Qin Yu in his eyes. But you are obviously more important in his eyes than Qin Yu, which is enough to show your talent. Even in

Xuanyang Palace is definitely not weak, so don’t underestimate yourself.”

Thirteenth Master paused and continued: "But what he wants, Fatty will definitely not let him succeed, and he will have to stop him at all costs. So in the end, I have no choice but to leave the scene behind, hoping to hurt you, and then leave calmly."

"

Jian Xuanhe walked over, glared at the Thirteenth Master, and continued: "It's still a little strange. With his character, he shouldn't leave like this."

"Is this person very strong?"

Lin Yun asked curiously.

"He is very strong. We are not afraid of him. But if he just wants to hurt you, we may not be able to stop him."

Jian Xuanhe said in a deep voice, he spoke very highly of Hua Yunxu.

Lin Yunqi said: "If that's the case, then why did he retreat for no reason?"

The two elders looked at each other, doubts flashing in their eyes, slightly confused.

The Thirteenth Master glanced at Lin Yundao and said thoughtfully: "The girl next to the Ziqing Throne glanced at him. This girl is not simple."

"Do you and her know each other?"

Jian Xuanhe's eyes also flashed with curiosity.

One month ago, at the eldest prince's wedding, it was Princess Fenghua who came to his rescue.

After January, on the Longmen battle platform, Lin Yun suffered the greatest crisis.

Or she still stood silently, showing her wishes.

If one is a coincidence, what about the twice?
To be continued...