After Lin Huang shamelessly stayed in the Great Xia Dynasty for a few days, he finally couldn't stand Shen Diexin's cold eyes and immediately decided to go to Piaoxue Palace.
If you don't move, you will be dragged away by Shen Diexin!
On the morning of the seventh day since the life-and-death battle between Lin Huang and Prince Lingyun, the sun had not yet risen above the horizon. It was the time of winter and auspicious snow, and the weather was extremely cold.
The ancient mottled city walls were covered with frost, making it even more chilly.
Outside the city gate, eighteen carriages from the Divine General's Mansion lined up in sequence. Except for the slight sound of horses neighing, only the cold mist remained.
On top of the city tower, Lin Beichen was wearing iron armor and looking at the row of carriages below, with a smile on his old wrinkled face, but he smiled very sadly.
His pale hair was flying in the cold wind. The old man was holding on to the city wall. All kinds of sadness were blocked in his chest and it was difficult to vent. Even though he had been fighting for a lifetime and his life was hanging by a thread many times, he had never felt this way before.
sorrow and grief.
Reluctant to give up.
Sad
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The incomprehensible sadness made the smiling old man's eyes sparkle with tears...
He remembered that when Lin Changtian left Daxia, he was only in his forties and had great ambition. He hoped that one day Lin Changtian would be able to return with glory, a gun and armor.
That was the first time I stood on the tower.
Later, I heard that Lin Cangtian was hunted down by all the warriors in the Eastern Spirit Realm, and he was like a lost dog. That night, he seemed to have aged ten years.
It wasn't until Lin Changtian returned with Lin Cangxue and Lin Huang that he laughed heartily for the first time in many years. But at that time, although Lin Changtian had been promoted to the realm of the King of Martial Arts, he was invincible in the Eastern Spirit Realm. He didn't have the spirit that he had when he left the Xia Dynasty. He was full of worries and a little desolate.
He only stayed for three months before leaving again.
The second time, it was Lin Cangxue.
The day Lin Cangxue left, he was reluctant to leave but also happy. He was finally worthy of his son. He imagined that one day, Cangxue's fame would spread throughout the Dongling land again.
Lin Cangxue also lived up to his expectations. The reputation of the young prodigy overwhelmed all the geniuses in the Eastern Spirit Realm and could not hold their heads high.
However, on that day three years ago, he heard the bad news.
Lin Cangxue entered the East Palace with one man and one sword. Since then, the spirit of martial arts has been shattered, and it has lost all its glory. Lin Cangxue's name has also disappeared in the East Spirit Realm.
All that's left is the ridicule of this down-and-out genius.
In his heart, there was also a lot of resentment and unwillingness. But he was powerless. He was old after all, and he was still the God of War of Great Xia.
And today, he stepped onto this cold tower again.
Looking at Lin Huang who was about to leave, all that was left in his heart was reluctance. He didn't want Lin Huang to be famous, he just wanted him to be safe and sound.
He didn't want Lin Huang to leave.
But he knew that Lin Huang had to leave. For Lin Cangxue...
But he still refused to give up.
He lost his wife in his early years and never remarried. His son left for Dongling, his granddaughter broke her wings, and now his only grandson is about to leave. After all, he is the only one left in the Lin family of the Divine General's Mansion.
As he got older, he began to fear loneliness.
But he is Lin Beichen after all, and he will not hold back his descendants because of himself.
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In the cold wind, eighteen carriages moved forward slowly.
On the city tower, even though Lin Beichen felt extremely reluctant to give up, he shouted in the cold wind, "A man, you should carry a three-foot sword and make immortal achievements! Since you want to leave the Great Xia Dynasty, just like your father That way, you can carve out a world for grandpa. Remember, you are my son of the Lin family!"
The wind and snow are sweeping across the sky like a mat.
On the hilltop on the east side of the Imperial City of Daxia, a young man wearing bright clothes and a dark cloak looked at the already stooped figure on the tower from a distance, looking stunned.
"Grandpa... he is getting old after all!"
Lin Huang stood solemnly, looking at the figure on the tower quietly in the cold wind, his thoughts turning over and over again, feeling inexplicably melancholy.
It wasn't until the sun crossed the horizon, reflecting on the towering tower, and a figure slowly walking down the tower. It wasn't until Lin Beichen disappeared from sight that Lin Huang turned around and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Afterwards...
Lin Huang waved his sleeves and mounted his horse, swooped down from the top of the mountain, turned his back to the golden sun, and rode away in the direction of Piaoxue Palace.
There is the Snow Palace!
There is a person in Piaoxue Palace, her name is Lin Cangxue.
She is a former Dongling legend.
Now he is being despised in Piaoxue Palace!
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After the eighteen carriages outside the imperial city left, in less than a stick of incense, countless figures on horseback swept out of the city gate and followed them away.
Lin Huang and Chen Diexin knew long ago that Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower would not give up.
This time among the four sects in the general election, Piaoxue Palace took over Lin Huang, but the potential of Bai Xiaopang made these two sects dare not ignore it. There are a few guys in the Eastern Spirit Realm who have risen in level without cultivating. ?
If Little Fatty Bai is allowed to enter Piaoxue Palace, he will be Lin Cangxue again.
Naturally, the hatred between Lin Huang, Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower cannot be resolved.
Therefore, the journey from the Great Xia Dynasty to Piaoxue Palace was definitely not a smooth road. Whether it was to avenge Lin Huang or kill Bai Xiaopang, Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower should intercept him halfway.
According to the original plan, Shen Diexin took the two fake Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang back to Piaoxue Palace, while the real Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang went there secretly.
It's just that Bai Xiaopang... is too fat!
I really can't find anyone who can pretend to be him.
In desperation, Shen Diexin could only take Xiaopang Bai on the road, while Lin Huang went to Piaoxue Palace alone.
The original eighteen carriages outside the city gate were naturally intended to confuse the people of Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower.
"I hope it can have some effect!"
On the galloping fierce blood horse, Lin Huang secretly comforted himself, saying that at least without him as a burden, Shen Diexin should be able to protect Bai Xiaopang's safety.
Compared with Shen Diexin's road to Piaoxue Palace, Lin Huang's road took a lot of detours. Originally, it was 30,000 miles from the Great Xia Dynasty to Piaoxue Palace, but Lin Huang naturally took some detours to ensure safety.
However, when Lin Huang showed the route to Qin Xuance, the guy changed a few sections of the route without hesitation, and the result was that it changed from 31,000 miles to 36,000 miles.
The reason was naturally that the Tianlei Sect might intercept and kill Lin Huang when he found out that he was on the road alone.
Thirty-six thousand miles, even if the fierce blood horse under the hip travels a thousand miles a day, it will still take a full thirty-six days to reach Piaoxue Palace, so there is very little rest in the forest wilderness along the way.
Now that we are about to arrive at Piaoxue Palace, we naturally feel excited.
Because there is his sister Lin Cangxue who regards him as life.
In addition, Jun Qingcheng also stayed in Piaoxue Palace. Although Lin Huang didn't know whether Jun Qingcheng had arrived or left, his heart was still full of expectations.
"She shouldn't know me now?"
"How should I appear in front of her?"
"Hero saves beauty?"
"And she fell in love with me at first sight?"
Lin Huang seemed to be dizzy due to the galloping horse. He couldn't help but fantasize, and a warm smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
"No, her current strength should be close to that of Marquis Wu. I can't save her!"
Lin Huang's face was full of despair.
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Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and nearly one-third of the journey to Piaoxue Palace has been completed. The forest wilderness on horseback has long been covered with dust, and he looks a little tired.
Fortunately, after walking for ten days, he finally arrived at an ancient imperial city.
Western Tang Dynasty!
"The young master wants to stay in a hotel. The inn is the best restaurant in the imperial city. I will make sure that the young master feels at home." The waiter was very good at paying attention to the restaurant money in the Imperial City of the Western Tang Dynasty. Although Lin Huang had a little bit of dust on his body, the clothes he could wear,
The fierce-blooded horses he leads are not ordinary things.
Lin Huang gave a faint hum, then walked into the restaurant and ordered a few stacks of side dishes to be delivered to his room.
At nightfall, after Lin Huang took a shower and changed clothes, there was a sound outside the door.
"who?"
Lin Huang said, slightly wary, but not nervous.
Now that ten days have passed, the people from Tianlei Sect and Fengyu Tower should also find themselves walking alone, but it will still take a few days to find themselves.
Otherwise, Lin Huang would not have lived in the most prosperous restaurant in the Western Tang Dynasty like a wealthy young man.
As Lin Huang asked, there was no response from outside the room. However, the knocking on the door never stopped. Lin Huang's ears moved slightly, carefully distinguishing the ups and downs of the knocking rhythm.
Afterwards, Lin Huang relaxed his slightly tense expression and said softly: "Come in!"
As the door was pushed open, a middle-aged figure in rich clothes walked in. He was slightly fatter, with a slightly bigger belly, and looked rosy, like a business owner.
"The secret department of the Divine General's Mansion, Wang Fugui, the helmsman of the Western Tang Dynasty, pays homage to the Young Mansion Master!"
After the middle-aged man saw Lin Huang, his red face was slightly agitated. It was obvious that he was restraining himself. He even choked when he spoke, for fear that others could hear the conversation between the two.
Lin Huang smiled politely and said, "I've met Captain Wang. The people in the ANBU are indeed not simple. I just entered the Imperial City of the Western Tang Dynasty and you found me!"
Seeing this person, Lin Huang felt that what Lin Beichen said was true. Although the Divine General Mansion no longer fought in all directions in recent years, people from the ANBU had already spread all over the place.
There are ANBU people in two-thirds of the entire Eastern Spirit Realm.
"We ANBU spies, as long as they have a certain level, will remember the appearance of the young palace master and Miss Cang Xue. As long as they are needed, they will be at their disposal!"
Wang Fugui smiled cheerfully and said that although he was a businessman on the surface and had been rooted here for more than ten years, he was actually a centurion in the Divine General's Mansion twenty years ago.
"Then tell me, why has the Divine General's Mansion not received any information from you in the past month?" Lin Huang asked with a smile, folding his hands into his sleeves.
"this……"
When asked about this, Wang Fugui's expression froze and turned red.
Seeing Wang Fugui standing there with an embarrassed look on his face, Lin Huang frowned slightly, thinking that something must have happened.
Lin Huang traveled two thousand miles to the Imperial City of the Western Tang Dynasty. Before leaving, Qin Xuance asked him to do something...