Lin Shan was attracted by Qin Zijin's seductive charm, and was stunned for a moment.
"What are you looking at?
Have you never seen a beautiful woman?”
Qin Zijin laughed and cursed.
Lin Shan chuckled: "I've never seen you like this.
This small waist is really stunning."
"Stop coaxing me with nice things, I'm not a three-year-old child."
Qin Zijin stood up straight and took a deep breath.
Lin Shan sat down on the steps and said, "I really can't walk anymore, let's take a rest."
Qin Zijin shook his head and said: "You can't rest here, get up quickly.
If the palace master notices it, you will be good-looking."
"Really, you palace master, why do you have so many steps and super strong gravity? If the people below want to report the situation, wouldn't they be exhausted?"
Lin Shan complained.
Qin Zijin quickly covered Lin Shan's mouth, glared at him fiercely, and warned: "Do you want to die?
Please don’t involve me, okay?”
"Okay, I won't talk anymore, how about you tell me about it?"
Lin Shan was pulled up from the ground and said.
Qin Zijin snorted and continued walking up, saying, "What do I have to say."
"When did you join the Demon Palace?
Why are you called Demon Sword Scholar? Did you choose this name yourself?"
Lin Shan asked curiously.
Qin Zijin was silent for a moment, then suddenly heaved a sigh of relief and said in a recalling tone: "When I think about it, it has been a long, long time since I joined the Demon Palace, so long that even I can't remember clearly.
I only remember that back then, I was chased by some decent people, and finally I met the palace owner. I was lucky enough to save my life, and I was taken into the magic palace from then on."
"oh?
So, the palace master is your savior?"
Lin Shan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this monarch and his minister had such affection.
It seems that what she said before about the discord between the Demon Sword Scholar and the Palace Master is false.
"Yes, I was indeed rescued by the Palace Master, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today.
As for my name, my real name is indeed Qin Zijin, and the Demon Sword Scholar is actually the nickname of my senior brother when he was in the world.
He is a sword cultivator, and his sword skills are magical and sharp, so he is called a demon sword, not a demon from a demon palace.
It is to commemorate him that I keep using his name."
"commemorate?
Could it be that he is no longer here?"
Linshan Road.
Qin Zijin looked back at Lin Shan and said, "I didn't lie to you before. My senior brother really didn't deal with the palace master. He felt that the palace master ruined my future by taking me into the Demon Palace.
But there is no place for me to live outside, so I can only stay in the Demon Palace.
Therefore, senior brother was forced to stay."
"Later, I practiced magic skills, improved rapidly, and then killed all the people who were chasing me. However, in this revenge, my senior brother was seriously injured because of protecting me, and finally died tragically at the hands of those people."
Qin Zijin still felt itchy with hatred when he talked about what happened back then.
“So that’s how it is.
I guess your senior brother loves you very much, right?"
Lin Shan asked.
Qin Zijin nodded and said: "Yes, senior brother is like my biological brother. He is more than ten years older than me. I was abandoned by my parents when I was young. It was my master who picked me up, and senior brother accompanied me to grow up."
, the good teacher and friend who taught me how to practice.
He really loves me, like he loves his own sister."
I don't know if he thought of his sadness, but Qin Zijin's eyes turned red and he started crying silently.
"I'm sorry for reminding you of something sad."
Lin Shan said a little apologetically.
Qin Zijin shook his head and suddenly said to Lin Shan: "I will see the palace master later. Please accompany me to pay homage to my senior brother."
"Okay, such a good senior brother deserves respect from everyone."
Lin Shanyan said sincerely.
"But I'm not a good junior sister.
If I hadn't been willful back then, senior brother wouldn't have died. And if you hadn't mentioned it today, I haven't visited senior brother for a long time. I'm an ungrateful person. Senior brother must be blaming me, right?"
Qin Zijin said with self-pity.
"Don't think so either.
If I were your senior brother, I would definitely hope that you live happily and healthily.
Instead of living in the past, living in pain and self-blame.”
Lin Shan consoled him.
"Although I know you are trying to coax me, I don't feel so surprised after hearing this."
Speaking of this, Qin Zijin smiled at Lin Shan and said thank you.
The next topic was more relaxed. Qin Zi introduced Lin Shan to the surrounding scenery. As the two talked, time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, they walked up the steps and arrived at a square made of spiritual jade.
The square is very large, as big as a football field, and directly opposite, facing east and west, is a magnificent, solemn and magnificent palace.
A plaque composed of three bloody characters "Wuwang Palace" was hung on the palace gate. The bright red color revealed a coldness and murderous intent, making Lin Shan's hair stand on end.
"When you meet the palace master later, you have to be careful with your words and actions."
Qin Zijin said.
Lin Shan thought to himself, he was just here to touch the tiger's butt, so why should he be cautious? He had to give it a try.
But the promise was made verbally.
With a trace of anxiety, Lin Shan followed Qin Zijin to the entrance of the hall. At this time, Qin Zijin knelt on the ground and raised his voice: "Palace Master, my subordinates led Lin Shan to come to pay homage."
After shouting three times in succession, the palace door slowly opened, and an icy black breath surged out from inside, and it actually solidified, catching Lin Shan off guard.
This black aura is demonic aura, and it is in a condensed form. It seems that this palace master has reached a very high level.
But when these smells dissipated, it was warm as spring inside. When you walked into the hall, the temperature inside was moderate, the air was fresh, and there was a faint floral fragrance, which was refreshing.
The main hall is also particularly grand. Golden pillars with people hugging each other are arranged on both sides in an orderly manner. It is just like the place where the emperor went to court in TV shows in the past, but the scale is even more grand.
The ground under my feet was also made of pure white spiritual jade. When I walked close to the throne, on the seat that was empty before, suddenly a black mist rolled in, and then a person appeared there strangely.
"Meet the Palace Master!"
Qin Zijin quickly pulled Lin Shan and knelt down.
Lin Shan did not worship him. After all, good and evil were different. Even if he was kidnapped, he still had to maintain some integrity. Anyway, he did not dare to kill himself.
"Get up."
The palace owner, whose whole body was wrapped in a mysterious mist, spoke with magnetism.
"Thank you, Palace Master!"
Qin Zijin stood up.
The palace owner looked at Lin Shan: "Actually, I just want to meet you."
Lin Shan looked at the palace master. This person was too mysterious and couldn't see clearly what he looked like. Although he clearly felt that he was looking at him at this time, he could not see his face clearly, and the more he concentrated, the more he looked.
The more you look at it, the blurrier it gets, and it's very weird.