Ning Kexin thought for a while and said, "It's not boring. You are different from other people. Your movements and eyes are all words, but I can understand them, and I can understand the emotions and thoughts in your eyes."

Lin Zichen: "..." Why doesn't he have this perception?

My father's words suddenly appeared in my mind, the importance of understanding her and loving her at a glance.

After a bowl of porridge, I would rather feel much more comfortable.

Lin Zichen said: "You have a rest!"

Ning Kexin said: "Don't you accompany me?"

She didn't want him to leave.

Lin Zichen looked at her silently, "I have something to do, you have a good rest."

Lin Zichen said, helping her tuck her quilt, and then got up and left.

Ning Kexin looked at his back and said, "Long Chen, do you believe in love?"

Lin Zichen paused slightly, stopped and turned around to see her not speaking.

Ning Kexin smiled and said, "There is a kind of love in the world that can not only be worth time, but also life and death.

Do you believe it?"

Her face was pale, but she smiled brightly and dazzlingly, with unhidden joy in her eyes.

Sometimes, love is unknown, and it is already deep! He is very gentle to her! Lin Zichen said: "I believe me!"

After saying that, he walked outside. He witnessed his parents' love for hundreds of years, so why didn't he believe in love?

After leaving the room, he set up a barrier in Ning Kexin and Mu Yuexin's rooms, and then disappeared into the darkness alone.

The night was as thick as ink, and the strange black mist floated in the air.

A ghostly figure passed away in a blink of an eye.

This person is Lin Zichen. What happened during the day was too strange. The purple wind chime made him, who had always been mentally firm, control him.

This wind chime is extremely strange.

If he didn't figure it out, he was unwilling to accept it.

He entered the city lord's mansion again and found that the bodies in the city lord's mansion were gone.

Lin Zichen frowned slightly. He deliberately did not burn the corpses.

He knew that the other party would definitely deal with it, and the best way to deal with it was to turn them into bone-eating poisonous people.

He came all the way to the room during the day, but to his regret, the purple wind chime on the door frame was gone.

He entered the room, not as dark as it was during the day.

He searched around the room and said today to the old man, traps waiting for him one by one.

Suddenly, a red-crowned crane in the hall caught Lin Zichen's attention.

Although he was unconscious during the day, he had never seen this crane.

He walked over quickly, took a closer look at the crane that was independent of the golden rooster, and slowly circulated his spiritual power, pushing the crane.

"Bang..." The bookshelf not far away turned instantly.

Lin Zichen's eyes were dark and he walked over quickly. Sure enough, there was an authentic story behind the bookshelf.

His steps were steady and he slowly entered the tunnel. Every distance, the night spirit stone was illuminated by the tunnel.

The bluestone slabs on the ground are paved very flat, and it seems that some people often walk.

After walking about a mile, a huge stone chamber suddenly appeared in front of me.

There are many cloth bags piled up inside, and a layer of dry wood is placed on the ground to prevent moisture.

Lin Zichen walked over, opened a bag and looked at it. It was rice.

Why did the Lord of Licheng hide the rice here?

While Lin Zichen was confused, a sound came from behind him, and Lin Zichen quickly flashed and hid in the dark.

Looking at the passage, more than a dozen people came in.

The man in black in the head was a little fat, and he shouted: "Everyone move faster, you must empty all the rice tonight."

"yes!"

A dozen people immediately trained and separated.

Use your own space to quickly emptie all the rice in just one stick of incense.

Immediately, the well-trained left.

Lin Zichen followed carefully.

I followed it all the way and heeded for about half an hour.

The group stopped in the valley, lined up one by one, and entered a cave.

Lin Zichen frowned, why is it another cave?

Seeing everyone going in, he followed him quickly.

The entrance is very small, only enough for one person to enter. After Lin Zichen entered, he found that the inside was very spacious and the stone room here was built even more luxurious.

On the stone wall, there were some images that Lin Zichen could not understand. There was only one he could recognize, that was the meteorite Red Lotus.

Another meteorite lotus?

Lin Zichen was puzzled, what does this meteorite lotus mean?

I saw it once in Fenghua, and then I saw it in the people of the Demon Spirit Palace. Fenghua and the Demon Spirit Palace have cooperated.

According to that woman's words, the Demon Spirit Palace was everywhere and hidden among the people.

He also knew that this matter was very troublesome, but if an important person died, these people would not pose a threat.

Not far away, the group of people he had just followed put the rice in the space into another stone chamber.

Lin Zichen took a quick look. The stone chamber was built manually, with a total of more than a thousand hectares, and there was no end to see at first sight. This place was like a luxurious underground palace.

It’s hard to reach. Is this the main base of the Demon Spirit Palace?

After tracing for so long, this place was the most decent place he looked at.

The construction of every corner is very exquisite.

Lin Zichen looked around him. On the stone wall, a picture of the goddess flower entangled with the meteorite lotus appeared.

The carved meteorite lotus has overwhelmed the Goddess Flower, and some strange symbols are under the Goddess Flower.

Lin Zichen was surprised and continued to walk a distance.

Suddenly, a perfect and real carving suddenly came into his eyes.

It was a swaying and colorful goddess in the middle of the flower. There was a peerless woman standing, with a sharp whip lingering around her body. The whip had the word Xuanyu in the hand.

"Dragon Roar Xuan Feather Divine Whip."

This cold sculptured statue is clearly his mother.

In front of her, a woman was stabbing her with a silver sword in her hand. On the hilt of the sword, a pair of stinging bells sting his eyes.

"Ring, passionate sword!"

He murmured in a low voice, his eyes, which were clearly distinguished by black and white, trembled violently and turned into blood.

He was walking forward, and the murdered woman was covered with the goddess flower.

The goddess flower was uprooted and tightly wrapped around the murdered person. The woman also quietly closed her eyes. The goddess flower between the eyebrows and the goddess flower between the mother's eyebrows were exactly the same.

In this world, there are very few people who can kill their mother. Back then, it was her mother who hanged herself, and Lian Cheng killed her and calmed down that devastating battle.

Over the years, my mother has suffered many serious injuries. Even if it is fatal, she still survived.

But why is this picture so real? It is Ning Kexin who holds the passionate sword.

Lin Zichen's whole body was suddenly overwhelmed by a great pain.
Chapter completed!