"How is the situation?" Lin Xin asked Ou Yinghong on his horse.
"I found this." Ou Yinghong reached out and handed over something, which seemed to be a small note.
Lin Xin took it and opened it to see that it was written in blood.
If you want to see someone, come to Yuejian Gorge alone. Tomorrow and night.
He just glanced at it, then crushed the note into powder and scattered it with his palms.
"Can you guess what kind of force it is?"
Ou Yinghong shook her head slightly.
"But the most likely ones are the people from the Demonic Star Jie Hall. The village owner was assassinated by them ten years ago, but failed. They are the only ones who dare to offend the sword sect behind the village owner so blatantly."
Lin Xin nodded in agreement.
"I will handle this matter personally. You and others will continue the previous mission. In addition, Fei Yixie is here. Inform him to go to the Sword Sect and report the matter here."
"My subordinate understands." Ou Yinghong nodded.
"Zen Master, I will ask you to temporarily preside over the operation of the villa while I am away." Lin Xin turned to Zen Master Sanyuan and said.
"Don't worry, Master." Zen Master Sanyuan has now entered the second level of the inner family with a large supply of resources. This has reached the limit. His qualifications are worse than Lin Xin. It is already a miracle to reach this level.
After everything was arranged, Lin Xin and his party returned to the villa, ordered martial law, and sent a large number of manpower to search the situation.
He told Xiao Lingling, his mother and others that he was going to retreat, and then he went into the secret room. Except for changing his clothes into a longer one, there were no other changes.
It was not until evening that he came out with a tired face. Then he entered the alchemy room without stopping, and did not return to the inner courtyard until midnight.
When I walked to the courtyard gate, I was greeted by the guard guarding the gate.
"Master, Madam has asked you thirteen questions today." He said softly.
Lin Xin nodded. "You go down first and let the replacement guy come to collect the reward."
The guards respectfully excused themselves.
Lin Xin walked into the yard and saw Xiao Lingling sitting under the tree from a distance, holding a brown guqin in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
Lin Xin just stood at the door. Looking at Xiao Lingling dressed in white, the two of them sat and stood, and they didn't know how much time had passed.
Lin Xin adjusted his mood and face, trying to make himself softer. Then he walked over.
"Don't worry. With me here in the villa, nothing big can happen."
He walked behind Xiao Lingling, took off his coat, and gently put it on her.
"The night is cold, so be careful if you catch a cold."
"It's okay." Xiao Lingling smiled, with small dimples appearing on her cheeks. "I found that I haven't been sick for many years, and I don't know why."
She reached out and held Lin Xin's hand.
"I really want to stay with you like this forever." Her tone suddenly became a little cold.
"What are you talking about? Aren't you always by my side?" Lin Xin held her hand tightly, "We will be together forever."
Xiao Lingling just smiled and gently leaned her face on the back of Lin Xin's hand.
Her face has not changed for a long, long time. After so many years, the years have not left any trace on her face. It is still as charming and soft as when she was young.
Lin Xin hugged her gently with both hands. He squatted down and held her in his arms.
"Husband, I want to go back and rest." Xiao Lingling said a little coquettishly. "I want you to hug me."
Lin Xin smiled.
"Okay." He picked her up and walked to the bedroom with Qin.
Lin Xin opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the carriage.
He glanced at the body of the man in white sitting next to him, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
"Brother, are you the same as me? You came to this carriage because you collected demon talismans. Then why did you die here?"
"Where are your relatives? Where are your friends?" He murmured in a low voice, as if the corpse was still alive.
He drew out the red flower sword, and a faint red halo appeared on the sword.
The halo illuminated the blurry outline of the corpse.
Lin Xin was shocked when he saw the body.
The corpse actually opened its eyes and was looking at him with a smile. There was a strange curve in the corner of its mouth, as if it was still alive.
"you"
Lin Xin took a step back suddenly.
He clearly remembered that the body originally died with its mouth wide open and a face of extreme fear. But now now
Lin Xin stabbed the corpse with his sword.
clang.
The body of the corpse was like fine steel, but it could not be penetrated at all.
The red light of the lava iron on the sword's blade slowly dimmed.
Lin Xin's heartbeat accelerated slightly. Knowing that this carriage was already weird enough, the corpse in the car was definitely even weirder now.
He slowly put away his sword.
"Brother, if you are determined to die with your eyes closed. If there is anything you want to do, you can just say it directly. I will try my best to help you if I can."
The words slowly echoed in the carriage, and then there was silence.
Lin Xin took a deep breath and injected inner energy into the Red Flower Sword again. The molten iron slowly glowed red again.
Suddenly, the car slowly lit up.
This is the only way to light up this carriage. Ordinary fire cannot burn it at all.
Sure enough, the corpse had returned to its original state, with its mouth wide open and facing forward in despair.
Lin Xin breathed a sigh of relief slowly.
The carriage slowly opened. He walked out of the carriage door with his sword on his back.
"Tonight, enter the ninth floor as quickly as possible and then find the only core magic weapon of Xinxue Sacrifice, and achieve Xiao Guiyuan's step into Qi training as quickly as possible."
He secretly made up his mind.
After getting out of the carriage, there was a patch of pale yellow weeds everywhere.
He was standing on a country road with fences on both sides, and rolling yellowish hills to the left and right.
A sheep's cry attracted Lin Xin's attention, and he looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a large and sparse mass of gray-white sheep on the hills on the left. The sheep moved slowly, lowering their heads to nibble on the weeds, and making calls from time to time.
A noodle man was sleeping on the slope with his legs crossed and a whip, a straw hat draped over his face.
Lin Xin frowned.
"It's probably a bit troublesome for a place like this to be sparsely populated."
He didn't pay attention to the shepherd, he was just an ordinary person, and it was just like that. Time was tight. He followed the road and started the Qinggong, ascending to the sky and clouds, and carried it out with all his strength.
The whole person suddenly felt as light as flying, galloping towards the front.
The wind blew violently on his face.
Not long after, a convoy in front, composed entirely of noodle men, appeared in front of him.
One of the noodle men carrying a long knife was talking to the people in the convoy. Hearing the noise, the noodle man turned around and saw Lin Xin speeding towards him. He immediately jumped out of the car.
The man looked at Lin Xin carefully and took out a scroll from his arms. He seemed to be comparing it.
Not long after, a look of greed suddenly appeared on his face, he put away the scroll and drew out his long knife.
At this time, Lin Xin had arrived at the rear of the motorcade.
No nonsense, just cut it off with one sword.
The sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, extending the blade and slashing diagonally towards the noodle man.
With the increase in internal energy at the eighth level of innateness, both strength and speed have exceeded the limit that ordinary people can react.
Just a face-to-face meeting.
Before the greed on the face of the Noodle Man Swordsman disappeared, he was cut into two slanted pieces with a sword.
A trace of warmth flowed into his body. Lin Xin did not hesitate to rush towards the other panicked and screaming noodle men.
With each strike of the sword, blood and water flew everywhere, and the large noodle men who were much taller than him fell down one after another, clutching their throats tightly.
Several noodle men who looked like guards rushed out with knives and slashed at him with ferocious faces and shouts.
It was just a semicircle with a sword, and a white arc formed by the sword energy suddenly appeared and flashed past several noodle men.
These people were all chopped into two pieces with knives, and blood and internal organs spewed out.
There was a little blood on Lin Xin's cheek, and he gently stretched out his hand to wipe it off. He shook off the blood on the sword blade with an expressionless face.
There were more than a dozen noodle men running around.
He held the red flower sword straight.
"Inmanto."
The sword's blade glowed red.
Hee hee hee
Suddenly, more than a dozen thick black vines with silver patterns shot out from the ground. These vines were like tentacles, tying up each noodle man who had not escaped.
Countless small sharp thorns sprouted from the surface of the vines. They penetrated into the Noodle Man's body fiercely. After a while, all the Noodle Man's bodies were sucked by the sharp thorns until only pieces of their skin were left, and they were thrown to the ground.
Lin Xin held the red flower sword and walked slowly between the vine roots and walked to the large boxes escorted by the motorcade.
The box was covered with black cloth. There seemed to be subtle noises inside.
He opened the black cloth with a sword.
There were actually naked men and women inside, and they were all ordinary people just like normal humans.
"Help, help us." One of the women, who was still conscious, had tears and runny noses running. When she saw Lin Xin appearing in front of her, she immediately begged.
Lin Xin glanced at her pupils and knew that this person had been drugged and was hopeless. It was also a stimulant drug that could violently stimulate all potential in a short period of time.
He saw the collars around these people's necks, which were the symbol of slavery.
Each and every one of these people had lost consciousness and turned into stupid figures. Only the woman was still slightly conscious. But there was no hope of saving. It was only a matter of time before she turned into a fool and an idiot.
"It's the slave transport team," Lin Xin sighed, looking at the chicken-like people in the box, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
"Living is also a kind of pain for you, let me help you get rid of it."
He raised his hand and unleashed a sword energy.
With a flash of white light, the entire box was cut into two pieces.
All the human slaves inside were cut in half with a sword, and their blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.
Inmanto's roots greedily surrounded it and began to suck the blood here.
Lin Xin sat down cross-legged and took a Qi Transformation Pill to replenish the consumption of summoning Inmanto.
After getting up, Roots had almost finished disposing of the blood-eating corpse. He put away his summons, searched, found a demon talisman, and quickly moved forward.
Soon another convoy of noodle men appeared in front of us.
Lin Xin jumped in and summoned Inmanto with his sword, while he killed each noodle man at high speed with his sword.
There is no mercy, only killing.
The roots were swung at high speed, tying up and sucking the noodle men who were trying to escape.
A large amount of warm current poured into Lin Xin's body continuously, and he clearly felt that his cultivation level was rapidly improving.
Soon he felt full in his body. He quickly activated the ninth level of Xiao Gui Yuan Jue.
With a sneer, his body was like a punctured balloon, breaking through the shackles and incorporating new meridians into the internal Qi circulation system. But as Inmanto killed, more warm currents poured into his body.
A feeling of pleasure, like taking drugs, continued to flow into his mind with a warm current.
Improve, improve, keep improving
Is this really good?
Suddenly, a flash of vigilance flashed through his mind, and the tragically dead body in white clothes in the carriage flashed before his eyes.
But under the constant influx of warmth, he put this thought behind him in an instant.
Not long after, everyone in the entire convoy was slaughtered.
Lin Xin stood in a pool of blood, his whole body slowly glowing with white light, countless innate energy flying around him, almost boiling out of his body. To be continued.