Lin Ming's last stop in Qingmulg City was to go to the Lin Family Restaurant where his parents used to take care of the family in Qingmulg City. ()
But at this time, this restaurant was no longer a restaurant. It was no longer in business, but was being used.
This restaurant is a treasure of the Lin family. Outsiders are not allowed to go in to eat, not even to visit.
Even every generation of Tianyun Kingdom emperors who came to Qingsang City could only pay homage from afar.
In the Tianyun Kingdom, what the Lin family actually represents is similar to divine power, which is above the imperial power and cannot be surpassed.
Seeing this restaurant that he couldn't even enter, Lin Ming seemed to have suddenly lost interest in revisiting his old place.
The word "gu" in hometown means the past, the same as before.
When I revisit my old place, what I see is not the place, but the memories there.
When Lin's Restaurant was no longer the same as before, but had completely changed its meaning, Lin Ming no longer wanted to go in.
Because, there, the memories of the past cannot be found after all...
Lin Ming left, left Qingmulg City, and also left Tianyun Kingdom...
Doing the math, it has been seven or eight years since Lin Ming was sucked away by Shengmei.
Lin Ming felt that his cultivation was deteriorating. Although his body was not aging due to the little original soul power preserved in his body, the too weak fire of life could not be used at all, nor could it carry the huge energy and energy in his body.
Cultivation.
Slowly, these powers dissipated.
He started to get weak.
He went all the way north, passing villages one after another and reaching the northern grasslands.
This place is not as peaceful as Tianyun Kingdom.
The war was in turmoil and there were constant battles. When Lin Ming walked on the street, he could feel the panic in the hearts of the people walking on the street. They often wrapped their headscarves tight, walked in a hurry, and looked nervous.
War, famine, and plague are probably the three most terrifying things for mortals.
And once war breaks out, famine may also spread.
It was snowing heavily that day.
Lin Ming walked into a deep mountain. It was getting late and he couldn't see the way forward. The snow on the flat ground was up to his knees. If it were a snow nest in the mountains, it would probably swallow a living person.
Lin Ming glanced at the white mountain ridge under the night sky. He wanted to climb the mountain. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable coldness coming. He couldn't help but shiver.
Although Lin Ming's cultivation level has declined greatly, he is not unable to bear the cold on this snowy mountain. In fact, even if the strongest ice warrior in Tianyan Continent attacks Lin Ming, Lin Ming will not feel anything bad.
But today, he felt inexplicably cold.
This seemed to come from the coldness of his soul, which was unbearable for Lin Ming.
He knew that this was an injury left by Shengmei on his body, which was almost incurable, and... would only get worse and worse, and would eventually kill him.
He covered the snowy mountains with his perception, trying to find a place to rest.
But this search shocked Lin Ming. He...saw someone he knew. Although the other person's appearance had changed greatly, Lin Ming still recognized him.
His appearance has too many shadows of the past, and his sword has not changed for more than 130 years...
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"This damn weather is so damned!"
"Walking on a snowy night is life-threatening, and I don't know if His Highness will be frozen to death."
The two young men complained in a low voice. Their voices were very small and could not be carried very far in the strong wind on the snowy night.
"Don't even say it. We must find the little princess within three days, and then evacuate here and go to our base. If we stay too long, we will definitely be discovered by the white-clad guards."
An old man said this. He was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a child in his arms.
He wrapped his windbreaker around himself, trying his best to cover the shivering child in his arms, lowered his head and hurried on.
"What if I can't find it?" a young man said worriedly...
"It's God's will that we can't find it..." The old man sighed and shook his head, "If I remember correctly, the cave we settled in last year is right in front, and there may be some hay and firewood in it. Tonight, it will be there.
Take a rest."
As the old man spoke, he was looking for a path in the snow. He had a very good memory. About a quarter of an hour later, he led everyone to find the cave in his memory.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They could still bear the trek over the mountain in the snowy night, but the children in their arms might not be able to bear it.
Several people hurriedly got into the cave, shook off the snow on their bodies, and took off their bamboo hats.
Although it was cold in the cave, it was dry, and as the old man remembered, there was indeed hay and firewood here.
They planned to make a fire with firewood.
But when they lit the torches and illuminated the cave, they were suddenly startled and stepped back one after another.
With the sound of "chachacha!", these people drew their weapons together!
Because, in this cave, there was another person with an emerald green mask on his face. The expression carved on the mask was extremely indifferent. Moreover, the other person made no sound and did not release any momentum, so that before they entered the cave, they were completely unaware.
Sleep.
"Who are you?"
These people are extremely vigilant because they are being chased by white-clothed guards.
In this snowy mountain, a mysterious man suddenly appeared, making them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Passers-by..."
Lin Ming said silently, his eyes focused on the old man in the group.
This old man looked to be in his sixties, with a face that was engraved with the weather of the years, but from the outline of his face, you could vaguely see some of the heroic spirit he had when he was young.
The old man had only one arm, white hair, and a white beard. There was a deep scar on his face, which almost split his entire face from the center of his eyebrows to his neck.
Although he was extremely vigilant at this time, Lin Ming still felt deep tiredness from his expression. His slightly dirty eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes. He probably hadn't slept well for many days.
At this time, while confronting Lin Ming with a sword, the old man also carried the child in front of him behind him and protected the child with his body. But this child was actually very sensible. In such an occasion, he did not cry or make trouble.
, lying quietly on the old man's back, looking at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming moved his body slightly, and the shadow of the tired old man in front of him slowly overlapped with another shadow in Lin Ming's mind.
That shadow was dressed in rich clothes, with a golden crown on his head and an exquisite long sword on his waist. He had a heroic appearance, and there seemed to always be a touch of disdain and ridicule on the corners of his mouth.
If it weren't for the red flame sword wrapped in old snake skin in the old man's hand, if it weren't for the fire element essence that Lin Ming felt familiar to him.
Lin Ming really couldn't believe that this old man was actually his old enemy in the past - Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan. Back in Qingmulg City, he took away his first love, Lan Yunyue.
Later, Lin Ming determined to enter the Seven Xuanwu Mansion. With a small amount of money, he went to Tianyun City to take the assessment. Because he met Zhu Yan by chance during the registration process, Zhu Yan's friends secretly sent people to drive Lin Ming out in order to please Zhu Yan.
As a last resort, Lin Ming went to Damingxuan to dissect the bones. There, Lin Ming picked up the Rubik's Cube.
Later, Lin Ming's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, until he showed his worth, and the royal family of Tianyun City noticed Lin Ming and tried their best to win over him.
Because Zhu Yan had a grudge against Lin Ming, he endured great pressure and exclusion.
Even his master, the tenth prince Yang Zhen, began to persecute Zhu Yan for his own throne and forced him to divorce Lan Yunyue.
In the end, Zhu Yan was defeated by Lin Ming. For both the Zhu family and the tenth prince, Zhu Yan not only completely lost his value, but also became a liability.
As a result, Zhu Yan was expelled.
From then on, Lin Ming never saw Zhu Yan again, and they were separated for more than 130 years.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Ming saw Zhu Yan again today, Zhu Yan would already look like this.
The scar on his face, his one arm, his old and tired face...
Lin Ming could even see that he had hidden injuries on his body, which might even affect his martial arts path.
All of this allowed Lin Ming to imagine how much vicissitudes Zhu Yan had experienced over the years.
"You... know me?"
Zhu Yan noticed Lin Ming's eyes and was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Lin Ming did not answer. He leaned against the rock wall with some hay under him. At this time, he still felt the bone-chilling cold.
The pain from his soul was unbearable for him.
"He... he seems to be shaking." Someone looked at Lin Ming and whispered.
"Is it cold?"
People thought it was a bit ridiculous. Originally, a masked man suddenly appeared here, and they thought he was a master who came to assassinate them. But now, he was shaking violently, as if he couldn't stand the cold wind in the mountain.
"I was shocked. I thought it was some kind of master..."
"Don't take it lightly!"
Several people chose the corner farthest away from Lin Ming and sat down carefully, keeping an eye on Lin Ming.
"Old Yan, do you think we should send this person..." A person said carefully using true energy transmission, "I don't know if he heard our conversation before..."
"It's snowy and windy, and he can't hear it. If he can hear it, it proves that his cultivation level is far above ours. In that case, if we attack him, he will kill us, so... don't cause trouble. The origin of this person
I don’t know, although he looks sickly, but for some reason, I feel a little strange when I look at him.”
Zhu Yan said slowly that he no longer uses this name. His current name only has one word - "Yan".
A group of people set up a bonfire and gathered around the fire to warm themselves up. They ate dry food, bacon, and drank water. They were always wary of Lin Ming.
The boy in Zhu Yan's arms was very quiet from beginning to end. He blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming noticed that on the boy's chest, there was an inconspicuous-looking bronze medal hanging with red silk thread. On the bronze medal, there was a petal-like pattern engraved on it.
Zhu Yan seemed to realize something. He slowly stuffed the bronze medal in front of the boy into the boy's collar...
After eating, Zhu Yan began to close his eyes and rest his mind, but his attention was always focused on Lin Ming.
For some reason, the more he looked at this man, the more he felt a strange feeling, but what exactly this feeling was, he couldn't tell.
Lin Ming also paid attention to Zhu Yan. Over the past one hundred and thirty years, the world has changed. Thinking back to that domineering young man back then, it was hard for Lin Ming to imagine that a person could have such a change...
Lin Ming heard what they just said outside the cave. Obviously, these people were looking for the royal children.
Lin Ming had been traveling across the Northern Desert these past few days, and was in chaos, and he probably guessed the cause and effect.
This is a war between mortal countries. One country was destroyed by another, the royal family fled the capital, and the prince and princess were separated...
As for Zhu Yan, leading his men to search for these royal orphans was obviously a very dangerous task.
If you are not careful, you will be killed by the enemy.
Lin Ming felt that Zhu Yan was not doing everything for glory and wealth. Because Zhu Yan's lifespan was not long. For Zhu Yan's current state, a lifespan of more than a hundred years was already the limit.
He may not be able to wait until the time for the country to revive, and it is difficult for such a defeated dynasty to make a comeback.
What is the reason for supporting him to do all these meaningless but extremely dangerous things?
Just as these thoughts were passing through Lin Ming's mind, a sheepskin water bag suddenly flew towards Lin Ming.
Lin Ming reached out and took the water bag in his hand. The water in the bag was hot. It had just been burned on the campfire and poured into the water bag.
This was thrown by Zhu Yan.
"Are you freezing? Take a sip of hot water." Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming, his eyes always alert.
Lin Ming took off the lid, took a sip, and sent the bag back.
He didn't speak to Zhu Yan, and they just rested in a cave. The other party took turns keeping vigil, while Lin Ming stayed up all night.
Early the next morning, Zhu Yan and others put on their bamboo hats and set off early. A group of people dove into the heavy snow and quickly disappeared...
Lin Ming silently looked at Zhu Yan's back and walked into the snow...
He came to a small town. There were not many people in the town, no one was sweeping the snow, and the ground was completely white.
Walking on the street, Lin Ming felt the chill in his body getting heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, his body shook, and his face suddenly turned pale. At that moment, an indescribable pain surged into his soul from within his body.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Lin Ming's mouth. The bright scarlet color spread all over his clothes, which looked shocking.
Lin Ming's body was shaking. He couldn't hold on anymore and slowly fell to the ground.
Many people saw this scene, some women screamed, and some hurried away.
During the war, everyone here was very vigilant. They thought someone was killing someone in the street.
But upon closer inspection, he discovered that Lin Ming seemed to have suddenly vomited blood out of nowhere.
"What's wrong with him?"
"Who knows, maybe a hidden injury has occurred."
"Looking at the mask on his face, he shouldn't be an ordinary person. He might be from some organization, maybe he's a killer..."
"He must have kung fu on him. He was probably injured by someone more powerful."
People said this and backed away from a distance. A soft-hearted woman couldn't bear it and wanted to help Lin Ming, but was stopped by her husband.
"The war is in chaos now. Don't cause trouble. If he is from the old court and we save him, we will be punished by death."
People stayed away from it, as if they were hiding from a plague god.
Lin Ming's body twitched, and he suffered indescribable severe pain. This pain came from his soul, and was the pain caused by the depletion of his soul. It was unbearable.
He felt that his strength was flowing away crazily, and the meridians and blood vessels in his body were violently torn apart.
The pain lasted for a full hour, and the snow under him was already dyed red with blood. The contrast between the two bright colors of red and white was ferocious and sad.
"Brother, are you...are you okay..."
When Lin Ming almost fainted from the pain, he suddenly heard a timid voice ringing in his ear.
Lin Ming opened his eyes and saw a dirty little girl, waiting for a pair of bright eyes to look at him. She was carrying a tattered luggage, and hanging around her neck was a bag she picked up from somewhere.
Broken pottery pot, obviously, she is a beggar.
"Brother, you may feel better if you drink some water." The little girl timidly handed over the kettle, "I have nothing to eat, so I can only give you some water..."
The little girl looked very pitiful. It was such a freezing weather, and her clothes were in tatters, so that her little face and hands were red from the cold.
Lin Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly. "No need..."
In such a time of war and chaos, the little girl in front of me is probably an orphan, and her parents have died in the war...
Without her parents, she could only go around begging. But in the war-torn times, the people themselves did not have enough to eat, so there would be no charity for their children.
Her fate is probably to die of cold and hunger...
Lin Ming felt a little depressed when he thought of this.
Mortal suffering is everywhere.
In the eyes of warriors, these sufferings may not seem trivial at all, but when they happen to those involved, it is a huge matter.
Lin Ming wanted to help this little girl, but unfortunately, he couldn't help her at all. Even if he gave her a steamed bun or a few copper coins, he couldn't do it.
He felt sad, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed a thin red silk thread tied around the little girl's neck.
This red silk thread was exactly the same as the red silk thread around the boy's neck that Lin Ming had seen in the cave before.
After scanning his senses, Lin Ming discovered that hidden under the little girl's tattered clothes, there was a bronze medal with a flower-like pattern engraved on it, exactly the same as the boy's...
Lin Ming's mind suddenly flashed back to the conversation between Zhu Yan and his subordinates. What Zhu Yan said was: "Don't talk about it. We must find the little princess within three days, and then evacuate here and go to our base. If we stay for a long time, we will definitely
Will be discovered by the white-clad guards..."
little princess...
Could it be that the little girl in front of him is the little princess Zhu Yan is looking for?
The orphans of the old imperial court have suffered all kinds of suffering in the world from the days when they were well-dressed and well-fed until now...
Probably because she has experienced such a drastic change, at such a young age, she knows how to sympathize with others.
Lin Ming was silent for a while, and then he took the little girl's hand.
The little girl did not resist and let Lin Ming hold her hand.
Lin Ming spread his perception, covering hundreds of miles in radius.
Then, Lin Ming easily found Zhu Yan and others. They were eating in an inconspicuous small restaurant and talking to the owner of the restaurant...
Lin Ming turned to the little girl and said, "Come with me, okay? I'll take you to find your brother."
Lin Ming's words suddenly stunned the little girl. She took a step back, her eyes a little wary.
But Lin Ming's gaze seemed to contain an indescribable and extremely friendly feeling. Slowly, she nodded.
Lin Ming picked up the little girl, wrapped himself in a windbreaker, and walked towards the inconspicuous little restaurant.
The small restaurant was seventy or eighty miles away from Lin Ming, in another small town.
Lin Ming didn't walk very fast, but somehow, the distance of nearly a hundred miles only took a stick of incense at his feet.
When Lin Ming walked into this small restaurant with a little girl in his arms.
Zhu Yan and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they all became vigilant and held down their weapons.
But the store owner was quick-witted and quickly closed the store door.
"It's you...how did you..."
Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming with shock and uncertainty in his heart.
Meeting Lin Ming twice in a row, the first time could be said to be a coincidence, but the second time, it was anything but.
This small restaurant is actually one of their secret strongholds. The owner of the restaurant was the former deputy commander of the palace guards and was loyal to the emperor.
At this time, Zhu Yan and others noticed the child in Lin Ming's arms.
Suddenly faced with so many weapons, the little girl was obviously a little scared. She leaned close to Lin Ming's arms, her dirty little face looking a little pale.
Zhu Yan didn't know this little girl, but the boy behind him did.
He was stunned for a moment, and finally tried to call out, "Ping'er, is that you?"
The little girl looked at the boy and was suddenly stunned. After being stunned for a long time, tears welled up in her eyes, "Brother! It's really you!"
The little girl remembered that Lin Ming said he would take her to find his brother, but she didn't expect that he actually found him.
Half a year ago, the country was destroyed, and they could be said to have parted ways. They never thought they would see each other again today.
Lin Ming put the little girl down, and the little girl ran over and hugged her brother.
Zhu Yan was completely stunned when he saw this scene.
Others were even more confused, it was like a dream.
what is going on?
Why did this masked man bring the little princess over?
This can't be a coincidence. The masked man in front of him obviously came specifically to hold the little princess.
How do the masked men know that they are looking for the little princess, and how do they know that the little princess is this little girl?
Even if he found the little princess, how would he know their secret stronghold?
Everything is incredible!
Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming, who was still holding the sword in his hand. He noticed Lin Ming's chin exposed outside the mask, and his hands.
From this point of view, Lin Ming is not old, that is, he is in his twenties. At this age, he cannot be a peerless master, right?
At this moment, Lin Ming suddenly coughed violently. He covered the lower corners of the mask with his hands. He couldn't control the cough at all, as if he was about to burst his lungs.
Slowly, blood flowed out from Lin Ming's fingers, wisps after strands. This was the result of his coughing up. It was shocking!
The people around Zhu Yan looked at each other and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, coughing up blood and coughing like this.
No matter how you look at it, this person is already terminally ill and will not live long...
At this moment, Lin Ming was suddenly startled. At that moment, he felt that there was murderous intent... locked on this place!
His perception spread, and he saw a group of swordsmen in white cloaks approaching at extremely fast speeds.
Wherever they passed, people were frightened and fled in all directions, like scorpions and snakes!
The target of these swordsmen in white is the small restaurant where Lin Ming is!
(6000 words, put together.)
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