Lin Xin has been in the villa for decades and holds a high position. He is exposed to all kinds of secret skill books, secret information, and advanced knowledge. In addition, his own cultivation level is so advanced that among ordinary people, he is already a mysterious figure that can only be seen in legends.
Qi practitioners are familiar with some of the numerology laws of heaven and earth due to their practice, and are also masters of formation talismans.
Just standing in front of others gives you a certain air of dignity.
Although he is a bit older, his gray hair on his temples makes him look more mature and steady, giving him a sense of security.
Therefore, it is unexpected and reasonable to attract Qiuqiu's heart.
The more she looked at it like this, the more obvious it became that Ma Qiuqiu meant it. Her cheeks were extremely red. She had not thought about this aspect before, but today she suddenly thought of it as if she had an enlightenment. The more she became a little crazy.
Lin Xin also saw what she was thinking, and quickly found a reason for her to go back and rest first.
Ma Qiuqiu could only get up and leave reluctantly.
After seeing her off the bullock cart, Lin Xin was just about to go back to her room when she saw someone suddenly blocking her in the corridor in front of her.
But he was a young dark-skinned boy. He had a black leather belt buckled around his waist and a black scimitar on it.
"Are you the poor scholar who wants to deceive Qiuqiu?"
This young man's strong body directly blocked the center of the passage.
Lin Xin was also very happy.
"Yes, I am the poor scholar you mentioned, but I am not the one who wants to deceive Qiuqiu."
"Haha, do you think I will believe you?" the young man said disdainfully. "I have seen a lot of guys like you who only know how to talk and refuse to admit your mistakes. I am here today to expose your true face!"
"Real face? What is it?" Lin Xin happened to have nothing to do and wanted to tease this little guy.
"Do you have the guts to compete with me!?" the young man said loudly.
At this time, there was a fierce wind outside, and many people were huddled in their rooms. Naturally, no one heard his voice except when he was receiving food and drinks and paying respects.
It must be that the son of one of the team leaders liked Ma Qiuqiu, so he noticed something strange about her.
Lin Xin made an immediate guess.
"But I don't like Ma Qiuqiu, why should I compare with you?" Lin Xin said calmly. "If you like her, that's your business. What does it have to do with me? You should go to her instead of me."
"But Qiuqiu likes you!" The young man blushed.
"It's like, if someone likes you, then you have to be responsible for dealing with the suitors of the person who likes you? If everyone in the world is like this, wouldn't it mean that the person who is liked will go crazy from exhaustion?"
Lin Xin made several detours and knocked the young man unconscious.
"If someone likes you, you have to be responsible for dealing with that person's suitors. So what should you do if you like him? This is Qiuqiu's principle. Is it wrong to be liked by others?"
"That's right." He scratched his head and thought carefully for a moment, and suddenly the confrontational atmosphere faded away. "Then what should I do?"
This guy was also easy to coax, and Lin Xin laughed heartily.
"What should you do? You have to ask your own heart, not me." Lin Xin said enigmatically, "In this world, your own heart is the only one who will not lie to yourself. What do you think?"
He Shiran walked past the young man, and after entering the door, the little guy was still standing in the corridor with a thoughtful look on his face.
People in this era are simply naive. Because of the poor literacy, even many monks are idiots. Not to mention single-minded young people with little experience.
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The sky is filled with snow.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of footsteps in the thick snow. It was the sound of boots stepping deeply into the snow, one after another.
The mushroom trees a little further around were no longer visible, and only a vague figure wearing a black cloak could be seen.
The figure kept bumping into falling snowflakes all over its body, but did not see any snow on its shoulders. It walked calmly and calmly, as if it were walking on flat ground, extremely stable.
"But Huang Mengxian is here in person?"
Suddenly, the wind and snow were intermittent and uneven, and a voice floated like a ghost. It seemed to be a man. But it was as thin and sharp as a eunuch, and it was very eerie.
"The five members of the Judgment Gang have also arrived?" The cloaked man stopped and looked around cautiously.
"Come in with Zhi Tianyi. Huang Mengxian is really decisive. I admire him."
The voice sounded again.
In an instant, five masked men and women wearing white camouflage uniforms appeared directly around the cloaked man. They formed a circle and surrounded the cloaked man in the middle.
"It's not like you can use spiritual energy outside. Master Huang is in danger alone. If he falls here," the man in white chuckled, and his voice was that of the one who had transmitted the message before.
"Death? Just you?" The cloaked man sneered. The black clothes shook violently, and the spots on his whole body began to spin.
Tsk tsk tsk!
A dozen silver needles as thin as ox hair flew out of his hand and flew in all directions.
The five scattered people reached out and grabbed it at the same time. Amidst the clanging sound, all the silver needles were pulled and absorbed and attached to the gloves.
"Gold locking hand?!" A long gun suddenly appeared in the cloaked man's hand. He didn't know where it was hidden before, but at this time, the gun body shook, and it made a violent trembling sound and swept away in all directions. It drew a black circle.
wheel.
The five scattered people reached out to grab the spear respectively, and their hands were all wearing thick platinum gloves.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
After a series of violent collisions, the five people were quickly dispersed. One of them was approached by the cloaked man and struck with a palm. The palm of his hand turned faintly red, like cinnabar.
Bang!
After the muffled sound, the man's face turned red under the mask, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Without his spiritual energy, he was seriously injured in one blow due to pure strength. He took a few steps back, but unexpectedly, the cloaked man's body was strange.
Clinging to the snow, it suddenly passed by his side, and he was hit again by a palm from behind.
Bang!
The speed, angle, and timing of this blow were all at the moment when he was just out of hand and needed to take a breath.
"How can this man not breathe!!?" With this horrifying question, his vest was directly punched through.
With a pop, blood and water splashed, and the body fell to the ground.
The cloaked man retracted his hand and rushed towards the remaining people again.
"Second brother!!" Several people were extremely angry and besieged him again. They became more cautious and fought against the cloaked man.
Previously, the man in the cloak killed him in a burst without needing to take a breath, and it consumed too much. At this time, before his breath could fully recover, he was surrounded by four people. After a struggle, he was not allowed to rest at all, and he was rotated by the four people like gears.
bombardment.
For a while, there was a constant roar in the snow.
"Hahahaha! The famous Wu San people actually turned into four today. The old guy was just casually visiting. It's really a good deal to be able to see such a good show!"
At this time, another burst of old laughter came from the distance.
Not long after, an old man in white clothes came over. He had a long beard that reached his abdomen, white hair fluttering, and an immortal spirit. He looked like a hermit in the mountains, but he was holding a thick mace in his hand that destroyed this scene.
temperament.
"In my corner of the southwest, all the elite masters have gathered together today. Why do you, a farmer, still pretend to be ignorant?" Another middle-aged woman's voice was fierce and unusual, and it came from a distance through the wind and snow.
Soon another woman in black, wearing a cloak, gently landed not far from the scattered people.
"So what if you know? So what if you don't know?" The old man dressed as an old farmer said with a smile.
"The herring lantern is nothing, but the big secret hidden in it makes even the master's heart move!" The woman said lightly, "Everyone might as well step back. If our Tianqing Gang succeeds, I will be grateful."
"You mean, even the old monster like Ancestor Tianqing can't help but come out in person?" At this time, the old farmer who had been smiling calmly before suddenly changed his color slightly.
"If you have the guts, say these three words yourself in front of my master." The middle-aged woman said coldly.
The old farmer immediately stopped talking and looked around cautiously.
The scattered people also felt bad at this time, and they had a vague intention of retreating with the bodies of their brothers.
The cloaked man Huang Mengxian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also injured during the siege. When he heard that Ancestor Tianqing was coming, his color suddenly changed and he started looking for a way out.
"Since the ancestor is in person, it is reasonable for us to give in first." The old farmer held up his hands and said without changing his expression. Then he shot backwards like an arrow and disappeared into the wind and snow after a few hits.
But not long after, before the others could react, he turned his back and flew back to where he was. His expression changed drastically and he stared in the direction he came from.
"Brother Tian has just arrived and is about to leave. Could it be that he looks down on me, Toyoko?"
In the wind and snow, a leisurely voice came with the wind.
Soon not only the old farmer came back, but also the scattered people who had left before were also forced back. All five of them looked ugly.
Everyone was looking around, always on the lookout for Patriarch Tianqing who might come out of nowhere.
"Flowers in a cup, wine in a painting. Moon in the clouds, flowing in the water. Brother Huang still remembers the trick he used to chase down my poor disciple thirteen years ago."
The cloaked man's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned around and looked behind him. He saw a pale old man with a white beard standing behind him at some point.
One hand was already pressed on his vest.
"You old weirdo!" the voice stopped abruptly.
After tearing it apart, a bloody heart appeared in the hand of the thin old man. The corpse standing in front of him slowly knelt down and melted into a pool of thick blood.
"Ancestor actually wants to come in person. It seems that Qingyu Lantern is really gathering strong players this time." The expression of the old man dressed as an old farmer changed slightly. His eyes were fixed on the opponent every minute, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The thin old man has lost his heart, but his hands are still as flawless as white jade.
"Even if you don't use spiritual energy, you are just a bunch of chickens and dogs with strong opponents? After so many years, Brother Tian is still standing still, retreating if you don't advance. It really disappoints me."
"It's not as talented as our ancestors." The old farmer laughed several times.
"I am bound to win the herring lantern. Anyone who blocks me has only one way to go." Ancestor Tianqing said calmly, "Brother Tian is a smart man, and he will not be ignorant."
"Ancestor, please," the old farmer said, his face trembling. "It's just that the herring lantern is very powerful, so it's not easy to deal with. Ancestor, please be careful, don't hurt your body or ruin your Taoism."
"You don't need to worry anymore." Ancestor Tianqing said calmly.
Although they said it politely, both of them knew that if it weren't for the fact that spiritual energy couldn't be used here, all the outsiders present today would have died here.
With Patriarch Tianqing's murderous nature, no one here could be left alive.
All the overlords in the Western Regions are not ruthless and domineering people. How can they allow anyone to jump under their noses? (To be continued.)