Madam Bichi quickly retrieved the information of all the great alchemists in the Canglan Empire, but compared with her appearance and age, they were in no way consistent with Young Master Lin.
Facing these seven "Jin Wang Spiritual Pills" of excellent quality, there are not many people in the world who can't help but want to snatch them, and Mrs. Bichi is no exception.
But she was struggling in her heart at this moment. After hesitating for a long time, Mrs. Bichi still didn't take any action.
For some reason, Mrs. Bichi has never been able to take action against Gong Zilin. She even vaguely felt in her heart that if she really took action to seize these seven "Jin Wang Spirit Pills", she would have made a decision that she would regret for the rest of her life.
"Bai Linrong, are you really attracted to Young Master Lin?
Don't be confused, the love between men and women in this world is all karma, if you fall deeply into it, you will definitely be doomed..." Mrs. Bichi warned herself in her heart.
If she had met Gong Zilin sixteen years ago, Bai Lingrong knew that she would absolutely fall in love with this man and be willing to give everything for him.
But today, what qualifications and dignity do I have to ask Gong Zilin to really accept a woman like me?
She only regretted that it was too late for her to meet Gong Zilin. Now she was trapped in the quagmire and no one could save her.
Han Jiulin didn't know that Mrs. Bichi outside the door was at war with heaven. He smiled at Mrs. Bichi, and then put seven "Jin Wang Spirit Pills" into the Ice Soul Purifying Bottle, and then received the Qiankun Gourd.
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"It is really gratifying and congratulatory for the young master to have refined such a high-level Jinwang elixir."
Mrs. Bichi stood outside the door of Han Jiulin's room, with bright starry eyes and a flowery smile.
"Madam, you came at the right time. I have been bothering you in the Anning Marquis Mansion for a long time, which has really caused Madam a lot of trouble. Now that you are done, it is time for me to say goodbye."
Han Jiulin cupped his hands and said.
"You want to leave now?
Yes, as the owner of Ghost Villa, you must have many important things waiting for you to deal with when you return.
But Tianqi has always regarded you as his spiritual idol, I wonder if you would be willing to go and say goodbye to Tianqi?"
When Mrs. Bichi heard that Gongzi Lin was about to leave Anninghou Mansion, she was naturally very melancholy. However, she knew that Gongzilin would never stay in Anninghou Mansion for a long time, so there was no reason to stop him.
"Madam, please forgive me, I'm really not good at saying these farewell words. My lady's kindness in hospitality these days has been engraved in my heart by Mr. Zilin, so I'll take my leave."
Han Jiulin said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jiulin immediately jumped up, then turned into a black shadow and left the Anning Marquis Mansion, quickly heading out of the imperial capital.
Now that the "Jin Wang Spirit Pill" has been refined, Han Jiulin plans to return to Ghost Villa, and then order someone to deliver the Jin Wang Spirit Pill to Tantai Xinjue, the great elder of Soul Destruction Altar.
At this time, it had been nearly a month since Han Jiulin killed the four fierce generals under Feihonghou, but the imperial capital was still under martial law, with patrolling elite troops everywhere.
Han Jiulin spent ten taels of silver to rent a small boat from the boatman and planned to leave the imperial capital overnight along the waterway.
Under the control of Han Jiulin, the small boat followed the current and entered the moat. Just when Han Jiulin was about to leave the imperial capital, a huge ship was heading towards Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin took a cursory look and recognized that this huge ship was made of black steel. There were only twelve ships in the entire Canglan Empire.
Han Jiulin knew something was wrong, but he still hoped that Feihonghou Meng Haoran would not be on that giant ship.
However, when Qin Linxi jumped to the bow of the giant ship, Han Jiulin's heart finally clicked, and he realized that the appearance of this huge ship was probably not just a coincidence.
Sure enough, Qin Linxi's next words immediately verified Han Jiulin's suspicion. Qin Linxi stood proudly on the giant ship, her black hair fluttering in the wind, and said coldly to Han Jiulin:
"Gong Zilin, Master and I have been waiting for you for a full month, but you are finally willing to get out of the turtle shell of An Ninghou Mansion?"
Although Han Jiulin was slightly frightened, he quickly calmed down with strong concentration. Then he looked up at Qin Linxi on the giant ship and said, "Miss Yuqing's ability to find traces is indeed extraordinary, and even makes me
Young Master can't help but admire him."
The reason why Han Jiulin stayed in the Marquis Anning's Mansion for a full month was because he was worried that Qin Linxi would use his chasing skills to find his location.
The Qin family of the Anning Marquis Mansion was a large family that made great military exploits during the founding war of the Canglan Empire a thousand years ago, so it was able to stand as a hereditary marquis for thousands of years.
Even Marquis Feihong was determined not to break into the Marquis Anning's mansion to search for him.
But he didn't expect that a month had passed, and Feihong Hou had never slackened in monitoring his whereabouts. As a result, he still had to face Qin Linxi and Meng Haoran.
Qin Linxi said: "Young Master Lin, you must have enjoyed countless human bliss in the Marquis Anning's Mansion this month. Now that my master is here, why don't you surrender quickly?"
"Hmph, Miss Yuqing, even if I face such a battle between Feihonghou and you, I may not be able to escape."
Han Jiulin said calmly.
"Gong Zilin, today is the day you fall. Even if you have the ability to reach heaven, you will never be able to escape again today!"
A loud voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the moat.
Han Jiulin frowned and glanced behind him, only to see another large ship heading towards him.
The imperial prince was standing on the deck of the giant ship, wearing an extremely luxurious golden four-clawed python robe, looking coldly at Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin turned his head slightly again, and then saw an old Taoist priest standing on the rippling blue water of the moat, with an air of elegance all over his body.
He, a cultivator of only seven levels of mortal realm, now had to face two powerful men of the King's Realm and a Yuming Imperial Master whose strength was comparable to that of the King's Realm. Even Han Jiulin with such a kind-hearted character couldn't help but feel distressed.
Not only did the imperial prince lose face twice by Young Master Lin, but even the woman he liked, Dongfang Aobai, was kidnapped by Young Master Lin. Naturally, he could not let go of this bad breath. He had long hated the evil Young Master Lin of Ghost Villa.
Into the bone.
He stood on the deck and waved his hand towards Han Jiulin, condensing countless water flows in the moat into dozens of huge water cannons that swept the world, and then suddenly bombarded Han Jiulin.