The six-meter-long blood flame wings flowed again like perfect crystals under the sunlight and were reinfused into Yi Lin's body. These are precious blood and cannot be wasted.
Yi Lin looked down at the snowfield, looking at the snowy mountain area as if it had been bombarded by missiles. He secretly felt ashamed that he had gone too far this time.
At this time.
Boom!
A fist as big as a casserole was smashed out of the snow, making a big hole. Mo Rendi, with a bruised nose and face, crawled out from under several meters of snow.
"Didn't you say that the punches hit the flesh?"
Mo Rendi stared at Yi Lin floating in the air, feeling very aggrieved.
"Yes, that's how assassins play." Yi Lin replied matter-of-factly. He floated to Mo Rendi, pulled Mo Rendi out of the snow with a bang, and then asked: "Have you achieved a breakthrough?"
Mo Rendi ignored the embarrassment on his face, felt it carefully for a moment, and shook his head depressedly: "No."
He always felt a bit off.
"You kid has hidden a lot. Is this your true strength?"
Mo Rendi recalled the battle just now. Although the process was a bit frustrating, he was able to have a hearty fight, which still left him with endless aftertaste.
Yi Lin hit him hard, but when Mo Rendi hit Yi Lin, he always felt like every punch hit his thick armor. It felt great, but there was always a little bit of discomfort.
It seems that if you look for a breakthrough opportunity in this kid, your ideals will be shattered...
"Well, almost." Yi Lin answered honestly. It was indeed almost the same. Mo Rendi was only a little bit able to force out Yi Lin's ultimate move. Mo Rendi was depressed, but Yi Lin was even more depressed. Don't look at Mo Rendi.
Rendi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen and miserable, but in reality they were all skin injuries, which showed that Mo Rendi's ability to withstand beatings was maxed out.
"This is 'Legend'." Yi Lin showed his true strength at the legendary level for the first time in front of Mo Ren.
Mo Rendi sat down on the snow, and the excitement in his eyes had not dissipated. This time, Yi Lin punched him "to the flesh". Not only did Mo Rendi not feel discouraged, but it gave him a glimpse of a higher level.
Tip of the iceberg, excited: "Brother, do you think those guys who will appear in ten years are at your level?"
Yi Lin nodded, he did not deny it.
His hardware strength has already reached the level of "Knights of the Apocalypse".
In hell, he single-handedly killed the "Alternate Knight" who had lost his "Alternate Knight" aura - Bartholomew Dylan, easily killing him with one move.
But what Yi Lin is worried about now is that when they really come as "Apocalypse Knights", they will be loaded with "Apocalypse Modules" by the gods, taking them to the next level.
Watching Mo Rendi lower his head sadly, thinking.
Yi Lin remembered what an old friend had said, and he told Mo Rendi exactly as it was: "I remember an indestructible sword technique called 'The Ultimate of Thousands of Refinements'. I would swing the sword ten thousand times a day, and persist for ten years."
In a few years, he will be invincible."
Mo Rendi suddenly realized.
It turns out there is such a way to "practice magical skills".
Learned, learned.
Mo Rendi nodded quickly: "Such a simple and unpretentious way of returning to nature is very suitable for me. You might as well give it a try."
…
In the blink of an eye, it has been a year since Yi Lin became a "civil servant".
February 2113.
Winter is coming.
The early bird catches the worm.
There is no snow in the south, it is pure cold.
Yi Lin came out from Xiao Xi's place, hugged her, checked in, and gave her reports every day.
He remembered that Molly liked drinking different brands of coffee, so he took some with him and returned to the capital.
The capital is cloudy and the weather is bad.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
As soon as I entered Mo's house, I heard bursts of dull hammering sounds coming from the yard.
Mo Rendi is forging iron.
Well, to be precise, I am practicing boxing with the hardest alloy iron stakes.
Others are just making wooden stakes, but he is making iron, so he is truly unrivaled.
Mo Rendi believed Yi Lin's lies, and he formulated a rigorous "scientific evolution" plan for himself. He practiced boxing with alloy iron stakes 10,000 times, legs 10,000 times a day, and did handstands with weights for four hours.
Yi Lin even told Mo Rendi the secret of breathing.
Even if "spiritual energy" does not exist in this world, the benefits of scientific breathing methods are subtle.
Therefore, practicing boxing has become a daily routine for everyone.
"Where's Mengmeng?"
Yi Lin asked, holding two large bags of coffee in different packages.
"She said she didn't want to come back."
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
Mo Rendi said with a straight face, while punching the metal pile hard. Under Mo Rendi's force, the ground and buildings nearby seemed to be afraid and trembling.
"Yo? Miss your granddaughter?"
Yi Lin smirked and poked Lao Mo's waist.
"Bah! I am so happy and free."
Mo Rendi shook his head and said harshly.
"Then the gift I brought for Mengmeng will be placed here. I will go to school to see her." Yi Lin put the two bags of coffee in the room, ignoring the old friend who was hesitant to speak, and drew a circle.
Leave Mo's house.
Mo Rendi watched helplessly as the attractive circle grew from small to large, then from large to small. Finally, he restrained himself from following and silently pounded the iron stake in front of him.
Boom boom boom boom!
After a set of combos, the alloy iron pile was interrupted by Mo Rendi.
Sudden.
Yi Lin's head stuck out from a mini portal that appeared out of thin air: "You really don't want to go together?"
"Get out of here, old man!"
boom!
Mo Rendi angrily stepped on the alloy pile into the ground.
…
Yi Lin is still wearing a retro robe.
He ordered several pieces, and this one was light cyan.
Although Xia Ruxue once said back then that senior brother looks better in white robes. But people can't wear the same clothes all day long, right?
Yi Lin's appearance did not cause any commotion.
He has learned how to blend into the crowd without leaving a trace.
[Following Like a Shadow] has been transformed into Yi Lin's passive skill. As he walks on the road, his sense of presence returns to zero.
It was winter vacation and there were not many people in the school, so Molly stayed in the dormitory.
Yi Lin entered the girls' dormitory for the first time and felt inexplicably fresh. Molly's dormitory was a single room, and there were no bloody plots. For example, she saw Molly's roommate changing clothes and then said "Since you have seen it all"
Something like that. Yi Lin stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After waiting for a minute, no one opened the door.
Yi Lin felt that it was not good to rush in directly, so she continued to knock, knock, knock patiently.
"Auntie, I have told you so many times that I have received an application from the school to stay in school during the vacation——"
Molly thought it was the dormitory aunt who came out to open the door wearing an ordinary little vest. The two small bumps looked round and unique through the vest.
Little Molly may have just woken up, and she looked unkempt. Her messy hair could rival Pan Zhengyi. While she was rubbing her sleepy eyes, her sling slipped to one side, revealing the curvature of her collarbone.
Awakened by the knock on the door, she didn't even bother to put on her shoes, so she opened the door barefoot.
The moment the door opened, Yi Lin and Molly seemed to be separated by two time and space. Molly's words suddenly stopped, and the two stared at each other, motionless.
"Uh... I'm here to see you on behalf of your grandpa." Yi Lin smiled and waved.
boom!
Molly closed the door expressionlessly.
ten minutes later.
Molly opened the door again. She put on a simple cotton-padded jacket and slender black pantyhose. Her face had obviously just been washed, and her bangs were moist. It seemed that she was in a hurry when she washed her face and accidentally got some on it.
Water on hair.
Molly and Yi Lin were sitting dully in the dining hall, having breakfast.
Because it was a holiday, there were not many choices for breakfast in the canteen. Molly had meat buns with white soy milk.
"Can you make a call before you come next time? Didn't I give you my number? Don't tell me that you, like my grandfather, don't know how to use modern machines! Old antiques!" Molly's mouth was filled with buns,
When I think of my slovenly appearance and being seen by Uncle G, I feel inexplicably angry.
"Your encryption...I won't fight it." Yi Lin shook his head.
Like an elder, Yi Lin asked Molly about things at school.
Molly was angry for a while, knowing that the emotional intelligence of the old antique in front of her was not generally low, and it was useless to be angry. She still honestly told the details of campus life one by one. Although Yi Lin's emotional intelligence was a little bit behind
, but it was still very easy to deal with the little girl, and it didn’t take long to make Molly giggle.
Ever since Yi Lin ground Molly's father's relics into powder and brewed it into coffee and drank it, perhaps unintentionally, the relationship between uncle and nephew has eased to a certain extent. Although the relationship is strange, seniority
It's a bit messy, but we can communicate normally.
Molly actually has two numbers, one is encrypted and is only used by relatives and friends. The other number is used on campus to contact teachers and students.
She talked about her trivial troubles with Uncle G with a headache, saying that many boys used various reasons to add her number.
"Oh, it's simple." Yi Lin took Molly's mobile phone and wrote down the number on it verbatim.
"Huh?" Little Molly squinted her eyes. He felt that something was wrong with Uncle G's smile: "What do you want to do?"
Yi Lin returned the phone to Molly with a smile: "Of course I will report it immediately. Harassing minors is illegal. Uncle G, I am a good law-abiding citizen."
Molly: “…”
She didn't believe it.
What Molly didn't know was that a few minutes later, some of the numbers reported by Yi Lin were fast asleep on the bed, and some were squatting on the toilet. They were all broken into and asked to go to a mysterious place for tea.
.
The two of them finished breakfast and came out of the dining hall.
"If you have nothing to do, you can go home and have a look. Your grandpa misses you very much." Yi Lin thought about Mo Rendi's troubled face and couldn't help but persuade him.
Molly lowered her head and struggled for a while, then shook her head vigorously: "No, my dad said that only when a person learns to live without relying on others can he truly grow. I can't rely on my grandfather all the time."
"Uh... a moment of silence."
"?"
"I mourn for your grandfather."
Uncle G is so weird and weird.
Yi Lin took little Molly to visit the campus. He came just to take a look and had no other intention. After walking around, Yi Lin was about to send Molly back to the dormitory. He had noticed that there were many "undercover agents" around Molly.
"Students" are protected in secret, so it's not a big problem.
At this time.
A group of uniformed police officers hurriedly passed by on campus.
Why did the police come in? Molly wondered, and followed for a while with a casual attitude. The police cordoned off a teacher's dormitory building. The police officers took out their guns and even used the riot squad.
They fell from the roof along the steel wire, smashed the window of a certain dormitory, and threw tear gas and flash bombs in as if they were free.
"That... seems to be the dormitory of the new teacher Gu Qingtian." Molly was stunned for a while and said to Yi Lin.
"Who are you talking about?" Yi Lin suddenly stopped.
"Gu Qingtian, the new 'Ancient Mythology' teacher in our school is a weirdo. He doesn't teach seriously in class. He always likes to open the textbook and talk about 'Tarot Cards'. However, it is said that he is quite popular with girls."
While Molly was talking, she just turned around and found that Uncle G had mysteriously disappeared from her side.