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"That's right, I am Yin Zhao, and I am the only remaining blood of the Yin family." Although Yin Zhao is only a young man, he has a steady breath, decisive actions, and the air of a king.

Lin Yi nodded approvingly. The young man he accidentally rescued was indeed extraordinary. If he was helped to restore his country, with Yin Zhao's ability and ambition, the mortal world would probably have an extremely powerful empire.

After hundreds of generations of inheritance, this empire may become another feathered dynasty.

"Seventh Prince, it's good if you don't die, I will help you leave the territory of the Yuan Empire as soon as possible, and save the last trace of blood for the Yin family." Wan Wenle's excited mood gradually calmed down, his eyes drooped, and he didn't know what he was thinking .

"Uncle Wan, you are a king with a different surname. When you were young, you were brothers and sisters with my father and king. Could it be that you really watched the Xiling Empire be destroyed?" Yin Zhao's voice was calm, and his eyes were also calm.

Only Lin Yi could see the murderous intent hidden under that calm gaze. This young man had already started to kill. If Wan Wenle didn't know what to do, he would definitely not show mercy.

"The old minister is old, and there are only [-] soldiers in Qiushui City. Does the Seventh Prince want to hit a stone with an egg?"

"Brother Lin is here, nothing can't be changed." Yin Zhao pushed Lin Yi out at the right time to frighten Wan Wenle.

"Who is this venerable?" Wan Wenle also knew that Lin Yi was extraordinary. If he could kill a secret cultivator at the golden body level with one palm, he was at least a real cultivator.

Lin Yi smiled slightly: "I just happened to save Yin Zhao, and I just happened to think that he might be a good emperor, so I agreed to help him restore the country."

Wan Wenle hesitated a little, but still couldn't make up his mind.

"Wanwenle!"

Suddenly, Yin Zhao yelled violently, and said sharply: "Where is your courage? Is it still the general who accompanied the former emperor to fight in the north and south? Has the pride and blood of those years retreated? The comfortable life of these years is gone. Made you forget the word loyalty?"

The words were sonorous and forceful, like swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, and in an instant a powerful energy burst out from Yin Zhao's body, which had nothing to do with cultivation, but with xinxing.

Lin Yi squinted his eyes and thought to himself, if Yin Zhao stepped into the world of monks, in time, an incredible young lord would appear in the southern region.

Ding Ding Deng!

Wan Wenle retreated dozens of steps in a row before gaining a firm foothold, his body shook violently, his eyes looked into the void, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"The late emperor, old minister... I am ashamed of you." After a long while, there was a heart-piercing howl in the room.

Yin Zhao looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Lin Yi smiled, knowing that Yin Zhao had succeeded, and had already made the city lord agree to rebel.

"Seventh Prince, the old minister is willing to help you restore the country and restore the Yin family." Wan Wenle half knelt on the ground with a stern and forceful voice.

"Good, good, good!"

Yin Zhao was overjoyed, he laughed loudly: "With Uncle Wan's help, my king will be able to recover the country just around the corner."

After Wan Wenle agreed to Yin Zhao's rebellion against the Yuan Empire, he breathed a long sigh of relief. The sense of guilt in his heart finally disappeared, and what came with it was a high fighting spirit.

The reason why he was able to agree to Yin Zhao's rebellion was nothing more than two reasons.

One is that his family has been loyal for generations, and he still has the word loyalty in his heart. The more important reason is Lin Yi who makes Yin Zhaodu humble and polite.

Lin Yi!

It was Wan Wenle's biggest bargaining chip that dared to take his life as a bet. He knew that the opponent was a monk with great supernatural powers, but whether he was the opponent of the monks under Li Yingpeng's command was still unknown.

Wan Wenle is willing to take this big gamble because of the huge temptation to bet on eternal prosperity or the destruction of the nine clans.

"This is my elder brother Lin Yi, who is also my savior," Yin Zhao insisted that Lin Yi take the lead, and then said to Wan Wenle.

Wan Wenle's expression was very respectful, and he said: "The venerable will help the Seventh Prince restore the country, and we will be able to succeed in no time and kill Li Yingpeng."

Lin Yi smiled, looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, and said lightly, "You know the price of wanting to live."

"I understand. I will tell the seniors everything I know." The middle-aged man was terrified, thinking that Lin Yi was an elder of a certain big faction. Although he looked very young, who knew if he was hundreds of years old? up.

"My name is Guijie, and I am one of the 36 heavenly kings under Li Yingpeng. The red dragon killed by the senior just now has the same identity as me."

"Ah."

Lin Yi just nodded slightly, and didn't say anything. The 36 Secret Cultivators are just in the golden body state, so it's not worth making a fuss about.

"Besides us, he also has ten generals under his command, all of whom are monks of Huahai stage or Minghai stage." Gui Jie looked at Lin Yi cautiously, and said again.

"Yo." Lin Yi smiled: "I still have some strength, but these alone are not enough to destroy a country."

"Yes, senior." Gui Jie hurriedly said: "There are two guardians beside him, very mysterious, no one knows their identities, but when they broke through the imperial palace of the Xiling Empire, it was one of the guardians who shocked everyone with a punch. The elder who protects the country is dead."

"Damn it!" Yin Zhao's face was full of murderous intent, and the armrest of the chair was smashed to pieces.

"These two protectors have Xuanhai stage cultivation?" Lin Yi frowned slightly. Could it be that there are Xuanhai stage monks in the small Yuan Empire?

"Brother Lin, the two guardian elders of my Yin family are both at the peak of the Minghai stage, so the guardians under Li Yingpeng must have reached the Xuanhai stage." Yin Zhao said suddenly.

There was an imperceptible smile on Lin Yi's face. For the first time, he felt that this matter was not as simple as he imagined.

There are only a total of more than a thousand monks in the Southern Territory of the Xuanhai period. For a mere Yuan Empire, two Xuanhai period monks can be dispatched?He thinks this is too abnormal, unless there is a big enough interest.

Originally, he just wanted to play with the world of mortals, for Yin Zhao's restoration of the country, but now it seems that this scene is still very early, and it may be more interesting than he imagined.

"With such a small sect whose strength is comparable to that of the Southern Region, it is reasonable to destroy a country in the mortal world."

Yin Zhao was rather worried, and asked with a worried look: "Brother Lin, the old thief is so strong, are you...?"

"You think I'm not your opponent, right?" Lin Yi smiled.

"Little brother never meant that."

Lin Yi smiled and said: "Don't worry, since I promised you to restore the country, I will never give up halfway. If I am timid because of danger, it is not my practice."

His answer was very vague. Yin Zhao felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do. Now the only hope was on Lin Yi. Without the help of the other party, Yin Zhao would never be able to restore the country in this life.

"There are more than [-] secret sentries in the city, you can explain it yourself. Apart from these secret sentries, are there other masters hiding?"

Gui Jie didn't dare to hide it, and said prostrately: "Gu Xiaoye will come to Qiushui City tonight. This is one of Li Yingpeng's top ten generals, and his cultivation base is very powerful."

Lin Yi stood up, stretched his muscles, and said to Yin Zhao with a smile: "Tonight you are responsible for catching those secret sentries, and I will deal with that general."

"Thank you bro."

"Thank you, my lord."

Yin Zhao and Wan Wenle spoke respectfully.