Three days later.

In the yard, Xia Yuyan crossed her legs and held the Daxia Times in her hand, looking attentively.

Three thousand blue hairs are draped over her shoulders, and her pretty face is unadorned with a kind of intellectual beauty.

A tunic top wraps the chest into an exaggerated arc.

Black leather pants show off her two slender legs.

Lin Que pushed open the door and walked out. He just glanced at it and his nosebleed almost came out.

"People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold."

"Sister, for the first time, I feel that you are as charming as those international supermodels."

Xia Yuyan raised her head, and when she saw it, she couldn't move her eyes away.

Lin Que's wardrobe has not changed, nor has his state of mind.

But his starry eyes were brighter than before.

There seems to be stars flowing in it, making people want to immerse themselves in it.

This is a sign that you have mastered your own path to perfection.

"You have made great progress during this retreat."

Lin Que grinned.

"Of course I have to fight for my sister and Qingcheng."

"What the hell, Lancelot, you can catch him."

"By the way, what are you looking at?"

Lin Que asked.

Xia Yuyan didn't realize his true purpose and explained it unconsciously.

"It's as I guessed."

"Those Western gods sent people to deliberately spread the news that Lancelot will fight you soon."

"Now, all the forces in Daxia have learned the news."

"The people from Tiandao Academy wanted to come to help you, but they couldn't help much, so Qin Feng and I persuaded them to leave."

"There are still many strong people who want to come and watch the battle."

"There are old monks over there who are going around and explaining the pros and cons to them, but they probably won't do anything."

After saying this, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Lin Que, your status in Daxia is really very important."

"One hair move affects the whole body."

Lin Que continued to ask: "Has the true purpose of the Western gods been found?"

Xia Yuyan fiddled with her hair with her slender jade fingers.

"I've been checking, but I have no clue."

Lin Tiao nodded.

"Then we can only focus on dealing with Lancelot first."

"I will send someone to send the Jiuzhuan Plastic Muscle He back to the demon world tonight."

"Once Chi You regains his physical body, we will not be afraid even if Zeus comes in person."

Xia Yuyan nodded.

"It can only be the."

After talking about the business, she said very seriously.

Lin Que looked at Xia Yuyan's beautiful legs and his expression suddenly became very serious.

"Yu Yan, I have a question for you."

Xia Yuyan thought he had remembered something and resisted the urge to escape.

"you say."

Lin Que rubbed his chin.

"Wearing these leather pants, will your cyst bulge when you fart?"

"you!"

Xia Yuyan was furious.

"I take back what I said before."

"You are more shameless than Qin Feng!"

After that, she walked away angrily and closed the door with a bang.

Lin Que shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. This sentence is absolutely correct."

"It's obviously an ordinary academic discussion, why are you so angry?"

At this moment, Qin Feng walked in.

"Hey, Lin Quede, are you awake?"

He sat down on the stone bench, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.

"In the past few days during your retreat, Ye Ni, me, and the old bald donkey have laid out a dragnet on the border of Daxia."

"I guarantee that Lancelot will never come back."

Lin Que didn't take his words seriously at all.

If Qin Feng could count on him, he would have died eight hundred times.

"By the way, old bald donkey asked me to tell you."

"If you come out of confinement, go find him."

"Looking for him? Do you want to settle accounts?"

Lin Que didn't want to see the old monk at all now, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist and kill him.

Qin Feng waved his hand.

"The old bald donkey has been brooding about this matter recently. I guess he wants to give you some compensation?"

Only then did Lin Que become interested.

"Okay, then I'll go see him."

After that, Lin Que left the small courtyard...

Qin Feng looked around and found that he was the only one left in the yard.

With nothing to do, he simply took out a thread-bound book and read it.

There are three big characters written on the cover.

As I flipped through the pages, there was not a single word on the page, it was all illustrations.

…

Lin Que came to the main hall, where the old monk was sitting on a futon, knocking on wooden fish.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes and stood up.

After looking at it, I couldn't help but admire it.

"Donor Lin's talent is something I have only seen in my life."

"In just three days, my strength has improved again."

Lin Que frowned.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me if you have something to say."

The old monk was not annoyed at all.

"If I see it right, you are only one step away from being a semi-saint, right?"

Lin Que did not refute.

"Then what?"

"I will give you an opportunity to help you take this step."

Lin Que immediately made a move.

It is impossible to practice hard, and it is impossible to practice hard in this life.
Chapter completed!