At this moment, Lin Fan felt sweet in his heart. Looking at the cub that had just been born and could not open its eyes, a smile appeared on his lips.
With snow-white hair and no horns on his head, he really looks exactly like a little lion.
Lin Fan quietly opened the cub's hind legs and took a look to see if it was a male or a female.
From Lin Fan's point of view, it would be great if it was a male. After all, males are generally much more powerful in combat than females, but unfortunately, this cub is a female.
Lin Fan didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't know if the disciples of the sect had left. He then put the cub into his backpack and walked out of the cave without hesitation.
In front of Lin Fan's tombstone, a disciple was crying, like a cuckoo crying for blood, filled with sadness.
"Uncle, I'm really sorry. It's all my nephew's fault. I hope you can forgive me." The person crying in front of Lin Fan's tomb now is the disciple who farted that day.
That fart almost wiped out the whole army.
"Uncle Master, I am sure you can't hear me now, but I hope my voice can reach you..."
"Well, I've heard it." At this moment, a deep voice pierced the dark night.
"Who?" The disciple was startled and immediately stood up, wary of his surroundings. Suddenly a dark wind blew, making the disciple's heart suddenly tighten.
A trace of sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.
"Isn't it possible that you don't recognize me, my uncle?" Lin Fan stood behind the tombstone at this moment, using the invisibility technique from time to time, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.
"Master...Uncle Master..." At this moment, the disciple's tone began to tremble, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
"Do you know you are wrong? That fart of yours killed my uncle." Lin Fan lowered his voice and said gloomily.
The disciple's eyes widened at this moment, looking at the looming figure, he suddenly burst into a panicked voice.
"Ghost..."
"Hey." When Lin Fan was about to call out to the other party, the other party had already crawled away and disappeared.
"Hey, you are so timid and a disciple of the Holy Sect." Lin Fan sighed helplessly, then looked at the tombstone and smiled. This life has not yet come to an end, but someone has set it up.
Two tombstones, hey...
During this trip, the disciples of the Holy Sect felt very depressed. They got nothing and even caused Master Lin to die tragically. Could it be that God really will never bless the Holy Sect again?
Think about it since the Holy Sect, you will be met with disaster when you go out. How can you still have the unstoppable momentum of the past?
"Elder, senior brother, there is a ghost..." The disciple ran back with a frightened look on his face. Now that he thinks about it, he feels a little scary.
"Humph, what nonsense are you talking about?" The prison elder was in a bad mood and reprimanded in a stern tone.
"Yes, there really is a ghost. Uncle Lin turned into a ghost and came back... he just appeared in front of me."
….
"Little nephew, why did your uncle turn into a ghost when he came back?" At this time, a voice came from the darkness.
When everyone heard this, their expressions froze, but the disciple was so frightened that he hid behind the prison elder. He was not afraid of anything but ghosts.
When the figure gradually came closer and saw the figure with the help of the moonlight, the prison elder suddenly looked extremely excited. The other disciples even shouted excitedly.
"Uncle Lin, you are not dead..."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Immortality doesn't mean anything. My uncle's strength is as high as the sky."
"We saw with our own eyes that you were swallowed by the Snow King Lion. How could this happen?" The prison elder stepped forward with a look of disbelief on his face, as if it was unbelievable that Lin Fan appeared in front of him.
At this moment, Lin Fan flicked his sleeves, turned his back, put his hands behind his back, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky with sharp eyes, and said calmly.
"Who is my uncle? I am the sixth sect leader of the Holy Sect of the Nameless Peak Holy Demon Sect. How can this mere Snow King Lion be my uncle's opponent? Now my uncle has killed the Snow King Lion."
Even if you kill him, the cub will be obtained by my uncle."
At this moment, Lin Fan's anger was like a storm, covering everyone in it.
Everyone couldn't believe it when they heard it.
The Snow King Lion was killed?
"this……."
Lin Fan snorted softly, as if he was very unhappy that everyone did not believe in him, "Look, what is this."
At this moment, when everyone saw the snow king lion cub with snow-white hair, everyone took a breath of air.
"Uncle Master, is this true?" Zong Hentian asked in disbelief.
They all have witnessed how powerful the Snow King Lion is. It is really extremely powerful, especially the red Snow King Lion at the end, which is even more brutal to the extreme.
"Of course this is true, it can also be false."
….
In the end, everyone believed all this. As for what method Uncle Lin used to kill the Snow King Lion, it is unknown. However, the eyes of everyone looking at Uncle Lin were filled with admiration.
Night with dark moon and high wind.
The bright moon tonight is very round and bright. Even if there are no lights, the earth is still illuminated very brightly.
At this moment, Yongtian City was a little quiet and a little desolate.
"kill……."
The killing intent is overwhelming and the blood is thick.
In this harmonious city, a tragic incident happened.
"As sect masters, you have no shame in attacking us." A middle-aged man in a green robe said miserably, covered in blood.
"Irritated."
The glint of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the light suddenly appears.
A head was thrown high, drawing a line of light and shadow in the solemn night.
"housekeeper……."
The head of the Cai family screamed miserably. Looking at the god-like and irresistible person in front of him, his body and mind were instantly exhausted, and he no longer had any resistance.
"Humph, a group of ants. I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. If you die, you can't blame others." Ling Ao looked down at the group of ants in front of him like a god from above.
"Cai Liao, my lord has given you a chance, but you don't cherish it yourself, but you can't blame others. Yongtian City can only have one master, and this master is my Chu family." Chu Mulin sneered.
Cai Heng held a long sword and looked at the corpses. These were all the children of the Cai family, but now they had turned into cold corpses.
Only one person was killed, but the Cai family had no power to fight back. Such a huge difference made it impossible for anyone to raise any resistance.
"Daddy..." Little Lolita Cai Zhiqiao, whose originally rosy face had now turned extremely pale, cowered tightly behind Cai Liao.
Cai Liao looked at the people around him and finally lowered his head slowly, "Sir, the Cai family is willing to leave. Please let us live."
It is common sense for aristocratic families to become kings and losers. Now, in order to preserve their bloodline, they can only bow their heads and admit defeat.
Chu Mulin looked at everything in front of him and was already overjoyed, "Okay, I, Chu, am not the one who wants to kill everyone. You..."
Chu Mulin was not prepared to kill them all, he just wanted to drive them out. But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold voice.
"Did I say you can leave alive?" Ling Ao's icy aura enveloped the entire place, and the momentum like a wave suppressed everyone present, creating a feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts.
"Yesterday I gave you a chance. Today I said that the chickens and dogs will not be spared, so the chickens and dogs will not be spared." Ling Ao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slaughtered these common people like he was killing ants.
The elders of the Fengtian Sect on the war boat looked at everything below with cold eyes, but nodded with satisfaction at Ling Ao's decision.
The Fengtian Sect does not need people with good intentions. Since they have been given the opportunity and do not know how to cherish it, they can only bear the consequences themselves.
"Tonight, your Cai family will not leave any chickens or dogs behind." At this moment, Ling Ao's murderous intent was overwhelming, and with a wave of his hand, everything was wiped out.
Everyone in the Cai family looked at the unrivaled killing god in front of them in horror, and deep despair arose in their hearts.
Cai Liao gently wiped her daughter's head, tears of regret falling from the corners of her eyes.
"Junior, you are a little presumptuous."
At this moment, a leisurely voice came from the void.
Everyone looked up.
Under the bright moon, a giant war boat floated there quietly.
A human figure, like a god, loomed down from the sky.
Lin Fan's figure appeared and disappeared.
"Invisibility" operates to the extreme, changing reality and reality.
The divine is divine, the mysterious is mysterious.
That calm aura infected everyone and dispersed the murderous intent that shrouded the place.
Landing silently, his long hair was flowing, exuding bursts of brilliance under the moonlight. Lin Fan put his hands behind his back, and looked at Ling Ao indifferently with his piercing eyes, his tone was low and unquestionable.
"The Cai family has a destiny with me."
PS: It’s none of my business to recommend a book called “Hunting the World”. There is a PY transaction this time, so don’t criticize me.