swallow dragon

In a piece of green grass, a few cranes wandered leisurely in the distance, and the crisp chirping of spirit birds could be heard occasionally in the sky.

Lin Yi and Zhao Xuan'er sat on the grass and chatted.

"Brother Lin, isn't that baby really your illegitimate child? I think Meiyu looks a lot like you." Zhao Xuan'er rolled her eyes and questioned Lin Yi.

Lin Yi almost gasped for breath, and said with a wry smile, "Xuan'er, don't talk nonsense, this is the son of a senior who died in the Longevity Realm and asked me to take care of his child before he died."

"Hee hee, I'm just teasing you," Zhao Xuan'er smiled, with a breathtaking beauty in every frown and smile.

The little girl has grown up, and she is becoming more and more beautiful, even Lin Yi's heart is throbbing, and she can't control herself every now and then.

"Brother Lin, when will we get married? I also want my own child." Zhao Xuan'er suddenly turned her head and asked with her lips pouted.

Lin Yi's heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't bear the loss of beauty, so he hugged her gently and asked, "What do you think? If you want to get married, we will get married."

"It's too early."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xuan'er gently shook her head in Lin Yi's arms, and whispered: "We are all too weak, we can't protect our children yet, and I can't be so selfish."

"Selfish? What does Xuan'er mean by that?" Lin Yi felt very warm looking at the shy and embarrassing face in his arms.

What is fighting for hegemony in the southern region, what is challenging oneself, it is really better to spend the rest of your life with the woman you like.

"Where's Sister Wan'er? She loves you so much, and she's still waiting for you in South China Sea. We can't let Sister Wan'er down."

Zhao Xuan'er said quietly, but Lin Yi's hair stood on end, and he was terrified.

What does this little girl mean?Is it a test or the truth?Sweat dripped from the tip of Lin Yi's nose, and he dared not answer.

"Brother Lin, I'm serious. I can see that Sister Wan'er has a deep love for you. She is also a hard-working person. You can't let her down."

Zhao Xuan'er sat up from Lin Yi's arms and said seriously.

Lin Yi smiled wryly and remained silent.

Indeed, he also loves Qing Wan'er, and he can see Wan'er's love for him, so he resists the pressure from all parties not to marry Han Fusheng for himself.

How could he be willing to let down such a passionate woman?

"Xuan'er, aren't you angry?" Lin Yi sighed, and at the same time tactfully admitted that he really couldn't let go of Qing Wan'er.

Zhao Xuan'er smirked, shook her head and smiled: "Because I understand Sister Wan'er, so I'm not angry, but?"

As soon as the little girl's voice changed, her tone suddenly became extremely cold: "Except for me and Sister Wan'er, if you dare to flirt with me again, I will castrate you."

Lin Yi: "...!"

Women really shouldn't be provoked casually.

……

brush!

In the distance, a ray of light flew over, and Bai Da came over with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Young master, something is not good."

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi stood up and asked with a frown.

"When Xiaoman left before, he used a secret method to cast a natal soul lamp for him. I just found out that his natal soul lamp is very weak, and it seems to be going out at any moment."

"what!"

Lin Yi was shocked, and turned into a golden light and flew towards the distant palace.

Zhao Xuan'er's complexion also became gloomy, she had a good impression of Mo Man, on weekdays this kid would call out his mistress every time, making her happy, now his life might be in danger, how could he not be anxious.

In the main hall, a soul lamp was almost extinguished, only a trace of the true fire of life was still burning, but it was very weak.

"Brother Lin, is Xiaoman in danger?"

"Well, he must have been seriously injured by someone else. I'm going to his hometown." Lin Yi nodded with a gloomy expression.

Bai Da narrowed his eyes slightly, flashed a murderous light, and snorted: "My lord, I'm going to order soldiers now to save Xiaoman."

Now Taixuan Mountain has strong soldiers and horses, and dozens of monks of the Xuanhai period can be dispatched at any time. The eyes of Baida are gloomy, and their murderous aura is soaring.

He has devoted himself to Taixuan Mountain now and has become the chief steward of Taixuan Mountain. Now that someone in his family has been seriously injured, he, the housekeeper, is naturally furious.

"Don't mobilize the crowd for now, I'll go and see for myself first," Lin Yi waved his hand.

Zhao Xuan'er was a little worried: "Brother Lin, what if there are experts over there? Why don't you ask Senior Brother Bai to go with you?"

"Don't worry, Xuan'er, I still have the Saint War Slave bestowed on me by my ancestors, even if I meet a cultivator in the Divine Origin Realm, I won't be afraid."

Lin Yi smiled, but it was a sneer, and his tone was extremely serious: "I want to see if it is the disciple who dared to hurt me."

"Brother Lin, you have to be careful, if you lose the enemy, come back and ask for help," Zhao Xuan'er warned, and then angrily snorted: "At worst, let my father come out of the mountain."

Lin Yi smiled, checked the storage ring casually, and found that there were a lot of dragon marrow and ancient medicine in it, and he felt relieved.

In addition, he still has two war slaves. If he really meets a strong man, he will use the war slaves at worst.

"I will bring Xiaoman and Que'er back." Lin Yi smiled at Zhao Xuan'er, then opened the teleportation jade platform, and walked away.

"Big hundred."

After Lin Yi left, Zhao Xuan'er's pretty face was cold, and her tone was rarely cold: "You prepare first, if there is a big war, all Taixuan Mountains will be dispatched."

"Yes."

Bai Da responded and went to prepare.

"Brother Lin, you have to come back safely." Zhao Xuan'er took a deep breath, and at the same time made up her mind that she must practice hard, so that she can fight with Lin Yi in the future.

A moment later, Lin Yi appeared in the remote town of the Yuhua Dynasty.

The small town is the same as before, the maple leaves are like fire, it is still so beautiful, but there is still a bloody smell in the air, and the breath of the war has not dissipated.

Faintly, Lin Yi could feel that the Zhao family of the four major families was entrenched with a group of practitioners, many of whom had a tyrannical aura.

"Humph!"

Lin Yi didn't hide his aura either, the golden blood energy shot straight into the sky, and a wave of golden blood energy soared up three thousand feet like wolf smoke.

He released his aura to his heart's content. In the past six months of training, Lin Yi has cultivated to the second level of the Minghai Stage, and his combat power is even higher than that in the Longevity Realm.

Lin Yi stepped forward and came to the gate of Zhao's house.

"Who dared to hurt my disciple, and where is my disciple now?"

boom!

Lin Yi stood in the void like a god of war, and even the void began to distort slightly, as if he could not bear his tyrannical strength.

boom……!

boom!

Several tyrannical auras rose from the Zhao family, and dozens of figures appeared in the air, all of them were monks of the Minghai period, and there were even a few of the Xuanhai period.

"Lin Yi, you're finally here too. I've been waiting for you for a long time..." A figure flew out slowly, and it was Zhao Ke who was defeated by Lin Yi back then.