Yu Lin took out the Qinglong Zhenwu from the sword box, easily curled his sword into a flower, and curled his lips.
There is a connection between the four major artifacts, or between the four divine beasts, and compared to ordinary people, it is definitely easier for the artifacts to use each other's magic weapons.
In other words, Yu Lin can use Qinglong's magic weapon without any pressure.
She took a few steps back, quietly climbed onto the tree, folded her sword with her backhand, and casually performed a sword technique.
In order to avoid arousing the other party's suspicion, Yu Lin directly suppressed Qinglong's sword light.
So from the perspective of people in the organization, a second round of extremely sharp sword energy flew out of nowhere and hit all of them.
This blow was obviously beyond the range of everyone. Except for the masked man who noticed the murderous intention at the moment before the sword energy approached, everyone else was swept away by this sharp sword energy.
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The one who was closest even flew a short distance away in an exaggerated manner.
Someone immediately said: "Who is it!"
"Did that person come to you?!"
"Are you an idiot? Have you forgotten the rumors? The one from the Xuanqing Sect uses a spiritual fan! Do you think you can use a fan to produce sword energy?"
"Difficult, could it be the Qinglong Zhenwu?"
"Qing, you ghost! If that is the Qinglong Zhenwu, then what are we holding in our hands?!"
Hearing this, Yu Lin's eyes moved slightly, and he turned slightly to glance at the situation of the group of people on the ground.
I saw a man in the center of the team who was also carrying a sword box. Through the translucent box, the sword inside could be seen.
It is a cyan ancient sword. At first glance, it looks very similar to the Qinglong Zhenwu, but upon closer inspection, you can still see some differences.
The masked man scolded coldly: "That's enough! No matter who it is, the current task is to support the headquarters. I am behind and evacuate quickly!"
Yu Lin took out his cell phone, took a photo of the masked man, and then stepped on the branches and left quickly and lightly before the man noticed.
After returning to the camp, Mo Fu and his staff were already waiting at the door.
"Your Excellency, I have already asked about the secret. The sword originally used for the final treasure is just a replica of an ancient sword."
The staff next to him also hurriedly added: "Yes, I think it must have been mixed up when preparing the props at noon. I don't know where the original handicrafts went, which led to people in our group mistaking Taoist priest's things for
We lost the props. This was an oversight on our part and we’re really sorry!”
Therefore, the people in the organization must have mistakenly identified the final treasure prepared by the program team as the Blue Dragon Treasure for some unknown reason.
Yu Lin took the staff's hand and thanked her sincerely: "It's okay, it's okay. It's all thanks to you this time. Thank you so much."
The staff who were originally prepared to be harshly scolded were stunned for a moment and were completely dumbfounded.
"Sister, how is the best actor Jingda doing?"
Not far away, the refreshed Yi Shuangyu and the stinky Zhu Yan walked slowly together.
At first glance, it seemed that Zhu Yan was quarreling and Yi Shuangyu could not win.
The two of them walked up and greeted Mo Fu one after another.
"Hello, Mr. Mo Fu!"
"Don't bother Taoist priest."
Mo Fu also bowed back to the two of them.
Yi Shuangyu looked at Yu Lin with a smile: "Congratulations to our sister Yu for officially losing her horse!"
Zhu Yan looked like he was about to speak but hesitated. He had been staring at Yu Lin since just now and he didn't speak until now.
Yu Lin put the sword box on his back and deliberately said to Mo Fu: "Taoist Master, then I will take this sword away?"
Yi Shuangyu slapped Zhu Yan on the back: "Taoist priests, if you don't speak, they will leave."
Zhu Yan was slapped by Yi Shuangyu and took a step forward. He gritted his teeth, raised his head and said:
"Yu, Master Yu, you...can you take the time to visit the Zhu family?"
There was absolutely no demeanor like when I talked on the plane before.
Yi Shuangyu had no scruples at all and gloated: "When this kid knew your identity, everyone was dumbfounded. Hahahaha. It's a huge loss for you, sister, not to see that scene."
Zhu Yan turned around suddenly and said angrily: "You knew this a long time ago!"
Yi Shuangyu smiled: "Yes."
Yu Lin crossed his arms, glanced at Zhu Yan calmly, and said seriously:
"Young man, although talent is important, spirit is also indispensable -"
Zhu Yan immediately realized that this was a reference to his performance during the Xuanwu Formation.
His eyes darkened, "I was the one who was rude and bothered the master..."
"Then next week."
Zhu Yan raised his eyes in disbelief.
Yu Lin smiled: "I also want to see the place where my mother lived since she was a child."
After saying that, she said to the staff who had been trying to reduce her presence since just now:
"Please help me tell Xiaoxiao, the others, and Director Li. I'm going to the hospital to see Teacher Jing first."
The staff nodded wildly: "Okay, okay, don't worry, I will definitely bring the message to you!"
It wasn't until Yu Lin's figure disappeared that Zhu Yan suddenly reacted. He pulled Yi Shuangyu's collar and said excitedly:
"Did you hear that? Just now the sect master finally admitted it himself!"
Yi Shuangyu: "...Although I know you are very excited, can you pull your own collar?"
*
Hospital, single room.
Jing Yan moved his fingers, and after a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
"It's not easy. I'm finally willing to wake up."
A familiar smiling voice came from the side of the bed.
Jingyan closed his eyes and said with a smile, "Teacher Xinlin has been waiting for me for so long."
After saying that, he gradually adapted to the light and turned his head to look in the direction of Yu Lin.
After waking up from the discomfort of being in a coma for a long time, Jing Yan's recovery ability was terrifying.
He put a pillow behind his back, and he didn't show any signs of weakness from before, and even the color of his pale lips had recovered a lot.
Being in a coma obviously didn't affect actor Jing's acting skills.
He stretched out his hand to Yu Lin weakly: "What's wrong with me?"
Yu Lin rolled his eyes, slapped away Jing Yan's extended hand, and handed over a glass of water:
"Your current physical fitness far exceeds 99% of your peers - why are you pretending to me, Jingda Best Actor?"
Jingyan put away his weak expression, put on his familiar fox smile, took the water glass and took a sip:
"So, Teacher Lin, are you going to tell me what happened to me?"
He is not stupid either, so he can naturally notice the changes that have taken place in himself.
His whole body was full of strength, and there was an indescribable flow of spiritual power in his bones. He didn't look like a person who had woken up from a coma.
Yu Linchao leaned back on his chair and thought for a while:
"To put it simply, you are Qinglong."
Under Jing Yan's rarely shocked gaze, he pointed at himself again and said with a helpless smile:
"I am Suzaku."
Nu did a set of hand exercises and ordered mugwort patches (akimbo) overnight.