Yue Weiwei tilted her head and suddenly said with a naughty smile: "Brother Yun, has anyone called you a scumbag?"
Lin Yun was startled for a moment, then naturally thought of Xiao Bingfeng, and said with a slight embarrassment: "Yes."
"puff!"
Yue Weiwei's eyes widened when she heard this, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. She kept laughing and said: "Brother Yun, why are you so cute? You can say no."
Lin Yun shook his head and said: "No matter what, I will not lie to you. As long as you ask, I will tell you whatever you want to know."
Yue Weiwei's heart softened, and she suddenly understood why she was so infatuated with this idiot.
She looked up at Lin Yun, with a look of distress in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to touch Lin Yun's face and said, "Is she someone close to you? If not, I won't allow her to say anything. I will tear her apart if she dares to say so."
Her mouth."
Lin Yun reached out to hold the other person's hand and said with a smile: "I can't tell, you are quite domineering."
"Anyway, it's just not allowed, Weiwei didn't even say anything!" Yue Weiwei said seriously.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "She is Bingfeng, a little girl who has lived for a hundred thousand years. She likes to brag, cry, and act petty, but she is still very reliable at critical times. My Feng Qiuhuang
That’s what she taught me.”
Yue Weiwei smiled when she heard this and said, "That's okay."
The two chatted and laughed, and Lin Yun told her a lot about Little Bingfeng. Yue Weiwei listened very seriously.
Speaking of which, Xiao Bingfeng still likes Yue Weiwei very much and has defended her several times.
Lin Yun had nothing to hide and told the other party everything. Yue Weiwei's eyes became increasingly curious: "Then I will definitely have to meet her if I have a chance. Speaking of which, I haven't seen that little thief cat for a long time."
"There is a chance."
Lin Yun said softly that he also missed Little Bingfeng and Thieving Cat very much.
We haven't seen each other for almost a year since we parted ways. In a forbidden place like Ten Thousand Demons Peak, it's still unclear whether this girl is alive or dead.
You promised to meet at Tiandao Sect, but don't break the appointment.
Three days later.
Lin Yun and Yue Weiwei saw Tianyu Holy City from a distance. They stopped at the same time and looked at each other.
Yue Weiwei said: "Just come here. Brother Yun, be careful. I'll wait for you at Tianxiang Palace."
"Um."
Lin Yun nodded.
He has to be very careful when he wants to find fellow Sword Sect members in Tianyu Holy City. If he is accidentally exposed, he will be in big trouble.
After the martial arts tea party, Lin Yun became famous. Now Lin Xiao is ranked first in Langya, and few people in Tianyu Holy City don't know about him.
"Wait a moment."
After Yue Weiwei was about to leave, Lin Yun stopped her and took out the Fengling Qin.
"I don't have many relatives in this world, except Brother Jiang. This is his relic, please keep it safe for me."
He had already made up his mind, and the imprint on Fenglei Qin had been removed.
For Lin Yun, Fenglei Qin and Burial Flowers are equally important. One is his companion to this day, sharing life and death, and accompanying him all the way.
The latter is a relic, carrying Brother Jiang's thoughts and instructions.
"This...I can't have this." Yue Weiwei was startled for a moment, then said seriously, she can still distinguish the importance.
Lin Yun said seriously: "Take it, the Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute is a relic of my mother. If you don't take it, I will be embarrassed to keep holding it. Besides, you will treat Feng Lei like I treat the Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute."
The piano."
"If Brother Jiang knew that this piano was given to you, I don't think he would blame me."
Yue Weiwei looked at Lin Yun, her heart filled with emotion. She naturally knew how important this thing was to Lin Yun.
After a long while, Yue Weiwei took the Fenglei Qin and said, "I will treat it well."
The exchange of Feng Lei Qin and Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute is equivalent to exchanging love tokens.
Yue Weiwei put away the Feng Lei Qin, stepped forward, hugged Lin Yun with her arms, and whispered something in his ear, which Lin Yun had heard many times.
After saying that, Yue Weiwei let go and quickly backed away, smiled, and turned around to leave.
"I don't care..."
Lin Yun read Yue Weiwei's words and watched her go away before entering the Holy City of Heaven in disguise.
There are three sects and nine streams in Tianyu Holy City, so it is not difficult to get information about everyone in the Sword Sect.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the few people had not left yet. If they had already left, it would be a lot more troublesome to chase them.
He didn't act in a hurry and waited until nightfall before setting off.
Jian Zong lives on a small island in the Baihu District of the Holy City. Maybe Ye Ziling and others don't want to keep a high profile because the island is quite remote and quiet.
It took Lin Yun a lot of effort to land on the island quietly.
It was a group of courtyards, with disciples of the Sword Sect guarding the perimeter. Lin Yun was wearing night clothes and using the turtle transformation to hide his aura. He was rising and falling in various courtyards, looking for the residence of the sword mad Zhao Yan.
He is a swordsman and is probably practicing swordsmanship at this time.
Suddenly, Lin Yun stopped on the eaves of a roof. Not far away, there was a familiar figure practicing some kind of swordsmanship in the night.
She has a heroic appearance, a faint holy glow on her body, and the sword light looks like a white dragon when it moves around.
That was a sword technique that Lin Yun had never seen before. It was not an ancient swordsmanship inheritance. Lin Yun was quite surprised when he saw it, with a look of relief in his eyes.
"It seems that the ancient holy source harvested from the ancient battlefield is indeed a great opportunity." Lin Yun said softly in his heart.
Needless to say, the woman holding the sword is naturally the snowflake goddess Long Ye Ziling.
After a set of swordsmanship training was completed, Ye Ziling sheathed the sword and looked at the White Dragon Holy Sword in her hand with a look of longing in her eyes.
Now the holy sword is still there, but the person who gave it away is still unknown.
"Junior Brother Lin, if you were here, this martial arts tea party might be more lively." Ye Ziling murmured to himself.
Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked towards where Lin Yun was.
But when she looked up, Lin Yun had quietly disappeared, and she didn't see anything.
Whoosh whoosh!
Lin Yun Jianxin noticed the movement in advance and wanted to take a few more glances, but was forced to retreat. Lin Yun, who was covered by the mask, had a complicated expression and was extremely touched.
He has been gone for a long time, but everyone in the Sword Sect has not forgotten him.
Half an hour later, Lin Yun finally found Zhao Yan practicing his sword in a separate courtyard.
The opponent's moves were agile and elegant, which was in great contrast to his dull appearance. His sword was far sharper than others imagined.
Zhao Yan was thinking, recalling the swordsmanship of Lin Xiao, the leader of Langya.
The more I understand, the more I feel that the opponent's swordsmanship is unfathomable, and I am really frightened.
"How could someone of his generation be so strong with almost no flaws?" Zhao Yan stood up with his sword put away, a look of deep thought in his eyes.
He is a swordsman who can never forget anything he has seen. He thought hard about Tian Xuanzi's secret skills for a long time and found some flaws.
You can know how strong his research spirit is. Zhao Yan's talent may not be the strongest, but his persistence and perseverance may not be matched by many people.
Lin Yun is very optimistic about him. Zhao Yan will definitely become a sword master one day.
"Sure enough, it's still the same as before." Lin Yun smiled under the mask.
Whoosh!
He turned into a thunderbolt and struck towards Zhao Yan in the courtyard like lightning.
"who?"
Zhao Yan looked shocked, a cold edge burst out from his eyes, and what he answered was a bright sword light.
Clang Clang Clang!
The sword technique was so fast that Zhao Yan was forced to deal with it with all his strength in the blink of an eye, leaving him without even a chance to call out to his companions.
But after several fights, the look in Zhao Yan's eyes gradually became doubtful.
The opponent's sword does not have murderous intent, and seems to be somewhat familiar.
"Thirty-six days!"
After Lin Yun used the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao, Zhao Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instinctively used the Thirty Six Swords of Heaven.
The two heavenly characters clashed in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling light, and one after another the power of heaven continued to wash away them.
Without giving him a chance to think, Lin Yun raised his hand and struck out with the Nine Swordsman.
He performed it very slowly, and with his many insights in it, the courtyard was filled with sword shadows for a while.
Each of the Nine Swords of Xiaoyao bloomed from Lin Yun's hand. Just like Yao Guang taught him, Lin Yun poured all his insights into it today.
Soon they came to the fifth sword, the sixth sword, and the seventh sword. When the eighth sword was finished, boundless killing intent burst out from Lin Yun's eyes.
boom!
Zhao Yan suddenly became extremely frightened. It was so terrifying. This murderous intention was everywhere and penetrated into every hole.
The sword energy surged in the void, cutting off the connection between heaven and earth, as if he was trapped in an endless dark abyss.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless figures burst out from Lin Yun's body, and sword lights criss-crossed between heaven and earth, as if stroke by stroke, the cage that trapped him was constantly strengthening.
A bloody word "kill" appeared.
Bang!
Before it fell, his sword shattered with a sudden sound. At that moment, Zhao Yan felt as if he had stepped into the gate of hell.
In the end, the sword failed to fall. At the last moment, Lin Yun sheathed the sword and pulled down the mask.
Revealing the face of Lin Xiao, the leader of Langya!
"Lin Yun." Zhao Yan woke up and said.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "It's me."
Zhao Yan was startled for a moment, then stepped forward and hugged Lin Yun tightly.
After letting go, Zhao Yan said with a smile: "If the world knew that the man who buried the beauty was Lin Xiao, I don't know how they would feel."
"It's better not to know." Lin Yun chuckled softly.
"Um."
Zhao Yan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Lin, please go back with us. Everyone misses you and is worried about you. The headmaster and several peak masters also talk about you often."
Lin Yun smiled bitterly and said: "I also want to go back, but now is not the time. You have to keep my identity secret."
"I know that."
"Just now Xiaoyao Nine Swords, if you have any questions, I will tell you all tonight." After the two sat down, Lin Yun said directly.
Zhao Yan was not polite and asked for advice on the doubts in his heart as well as the swordsmanship he had practiced at the martial arts tea party.
Lin Yun nodded from time to time and stayed with Zhao Yan. The conversation basically revolved around the sword.
After a long time, Lin Yun just said with some anxiety: "How is my master?"
"After you left, Master Yaoguang was brought back to the Sword Sect by Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng. There should be no serious problems. I don't know anything else. Master Yaoguang has never appeared and no news has been spread." Zhao
Yan said truthfully.
Yu Qingfeng, I really owe him a lot.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Many times, no news is the best news.
His face turned gloomy and he said, "Where is Xuantian Sect? Is there any news?"
"No."
Zhao Yan said: "After the ancient war, the Xuantian Sect became extremely low-key, especially Tian Xuanzi almost never showed up. The entire Xuantian Sect has restrained itself a lot, and basically only operates within its own sphere of influence. The Xuantian Sect has become quite
calm."
Lin Yun frowned slightly and was wary of what this guy was planning. This was not in line with his character.