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Chapter 1793 I don't want to enter sublimation!

Jincheng was wearing a golden battle armor and standing in the distance chatting with several people from the Sun Clan.

As usual, he had long blond hair scattered freely and his face looked a little feminine.

Last time, Feng Lin and Sikong Jin fought against Jincheng.

Feng Lin originally had a way to kill him, but he didn't expect that the opponent had a formation move called Sun Armor.

Block the killing blow.

Feeling that another group of people were approaching, everyone in front turned back.

Naturally, this also includes Jincheng.

Jincheng first noticed the sublimated state of Wei Shenghong.

The next moment, Feng Lin was seen.

"It's not good."

Feng Lin murmured in his heart that if he was chased in his hometown, he would definitely not be able to escape.

With a sneer, Jincheng led the people of the Sun Clan to approach here.

He said loudly: "Feng Lin! How dare you, a Chinese, appear here?"

Damn it, uncle!

Feng Lin cursed secretly in his heart, but he still took out the Master of Justice token with a calm expression.

He raised it and faced Jincheng, "Masters of the Yin Yang Crusaders all agree that I can become a teacher of justice. Why can't I go to the Northern Wilderness to kill the enemy?"

This time, Feng Lin didn't even talk about training, but about killing enemies.

He was also telling the Yin Yang Crusaders not far away.

He went to help them kill people.

Maybe people here will turn a blind eye.

"Six-star token? You stole this, right? Let me see the back!"

Jincheng pointed at the token and said.

Feng Lin was inexplicably relieved. Fortunately, when he applied for the token, he had revealed all his identities.

At that time, I was thinking that if the enemy discovered it, I would accuse Feng Lin of using a false name to deceive the Yin Yang Crusaders.

If there is no evil in your heart, why use a false identity?

Therefore, Feng Lin gave full authority to explain.

Feng Lin immediately turned the token over, and Feng Lin's name was clearly written on it.

Then, Feng Lin took out the medal again and said, "Jincheng, are you insulting the Yin Yang Crusaders and not doing things well?"

"this……"

Jincheng was a little confused, it was really Feng Lin's name.

How could the Yin-Yang Crusaders allow a Chinese to serve as a teacher of justice?

"I worked for you, worked hard to kill the enemy, and rose to six stars. Now I am preparing to go to the Northern Wilderness to kill the enemy."

Feng Lin put away the token, "Just because I am Chinese, you deny my six stars?"

"You... I think you are an undercover agent of the Chinese people. You are going to be promoted to Seven Stars and join the Yin-Yang Crusaders. You are here to act as an internal agent."

Jincheng pointed at Feng Lin and shouted.

"Shut up, everyone. Do you think our Yin Yang Crusaders are fools? Anyone can marry us?"

A middle-aged man in black military uniform came over, stared at Jincheng and asked.

Jincheng immediately lowered his head.

"We don't agree, even Jiu Xing can't get married."

The middle-aged man waved to everyone, "Go in, stop talking nonsense."

Jincheng clenched his fists, turned around and walked deeper.

Feng Lin felt relieved and followed Wei Shenghong and others to the west.

After walking for about half an hour, I found that the place became empty and there were no buildings anymore.

After Feng Lin and everyone climbed up a mountain, they looked into the distance and saw the endless wilderness.

All you can hear here is the humming of the wind...

Apart from that, there was not even a sound of birds chirping, and it seemed like a dead place.

"This is Beihuang. Follow me and go to our territory in Beihuang."

The Yin Yang Crusaders who were leading the way released their energy and rushed into the depths.

Feng Lin followed everyone, having heard Gu Xun say it before.

The two territories in the Northern Wasteland have different sides.

This is to prevent people from the Northern Wilderness from escaping to the other side through the different streams.

Each territory has a commander-level master in charge.

Moreover, the Yin Yang Crusade headquarters is right behind, so if something happens, they can quickly provide support.

Along the way, a very strong storm suddenly blew.

The power of this strong wind even exceeded the realm of resonance. The ground was filled with sand and rocks, and the sky was filled with dust.

After a while, it started to rain heavily.

Then he threw the dust to the ground.

Everyone present used Qi energy to protect their bodies, and Feng Lin was no exception, activating the flame Qi energy.

He had heard before that the reason why this place is deserted is because of the extreme weather that changes at any time.

Feng Lin looked around. In such a huge place, it shouldn't be easy to find his mother.



Northwest of the Northern Wasteland.

In the dark sky, heavy snow is falling.

A woman wearing blue ice armor with a dark red cloak behind her stepped forward step by step on the snow.

She has long black hair and a heroic face.

Indifferent eyes with long snow-white eyelashes.

At this moment, there were many snowflakes on her black hair and white eyelashes.

The woman in front of me is none other than Hou Tianxue.

She stopped in front of a stone and pressed her hand on it.

Hou Tianxue's figure entered the ruins here.

The scene inside the ruins is completely different from the outside world.

There is no snow and cold here, and it is not like the wilderness outside.

There are many green plants here and they are thriving.

"grown ups!"

Seeing Hou Tianxue coming in, the guard at the ruins entrance quickly lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

Hou Tianxue didn't say a word and walked straight into the depths.

The people in this ruins seemed to be avoiding Hou Tianxue intentionally or unintentionally, and did not dare to see her.

Some people really have no way to avoid it, so they can only bow their heads respectfully from a distance.

deep.

On the flat ground paved with stone slabs.

An old woman was weaving cloth on a loom.

She was wearing maroon silk and had deep wrinkles on her face.

Her hair scattered randomly is very special.

About five centimeters from the root, it is all black, and the back is white.

This picture has a feeling of rejuvenation.

For normal people, after aging, the roots should first turn white.

Then it continues to grow, and the entire hair turns white.

The old woman in front of me was exactly the opposite.

"What's up?"

Hou Tianxue asked calmly.

"Did you lead your men to attack the Yin Yang Crusaders?"

The old woman didn't look at the snow the day after tomorrow, she just lowered her head and weaved.

"good."

Hou Tianxue nodded.

"You clearly know that our combat strength is insufficient, why do you let your men suffer casualties?"

The old woman's voice gradually became stern.

"I asked before going and they all volunteered."

Hou Tianxue answered calmly.

"Why attack? Is it to give the Demon Research Institute a platform, as rumored?"

The old woman looked at Hou Tianxue.

"Do ants deserve to be allowed to stand on my platform? Who are they?"

The day after tomorrow, Xue's face gradually became cold, "I want to leave here, cross the rushing stream on the other side, and go to the other side to see my child!"

"In the past few years, every time you took the initiative to attack them, it was because of this matter, but you never succeeded and instead lost many masters. Why bother?"

The old woman lowered her head and murmured, "With your talents and those spiritual stones, why haven't you established a formation to break through and sublimate?"

"I have answered you no less than ten times, I don't want to enter sublimation! If I enter sublimation, I can't go to the other side, and I will never see my child!"

Hou Tianxue turned away with slightly narrowed eyes, "If it's just for this matter, then I'll leave."

"Tianxue, your old father died twenty years ago, right? How many years do you think I have left?"

Suiyu stopped what he was doing.


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