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The ancient city is as prosperous as ever, and the battle three thousand miles away has not been reported here. Lin Yi quietly returned to the ancient city with an uncertain expression.

The old Taoist said that many people wanted to kill him in this auction ceremony, Lin Yi took it for granted. Over the years, he had made many friends and offended many people.

It can be said that his enemies are all over the ancient star, and everyone is extremely terrifying. Fortunately, he is not alone, and he has many friends.

"You are Mr. Lin, right?" Lin Yi just sat down in a teahouse when a well-dressed middle-aged man walked over with a smile. This middle-aged man looked rich and had a gentle smile on his face, like a big businessman like.

"Well, you are?" Lin Yi gestured and asked the other party to sit down.

"Mr. Lin, I am the official of Tianji Villa. This is an invitation letter. Our son invites you to stay in Tianji Villa tonight and prepare to participate in tomorrow's auction ceremony." The middle-aged man smiled.

An invitation card was handed to Lin Yi respectfully. It was actually made of rare refining materials, which showed that Qingyunmen's wealth was beyond rivals.

"Okay, thank you," Lin Yi smiled.

"The old servant is leaving. The old servant still has a few invitation letters to deliver in person," the middle-aged man smiled and left politely.

Lin Yi played with the invitation card in his hand, with a weird smile on his face, this Wei Tianji gathered many young lords together, isn't he afraid that there will be conflicts?

Or... was that what he wanted to see?

Lin Yi was very curious about this young sovereign who could stir up the world without a mask, and really wanted to see who he was.

The teahouse was very quiet. Lin Yi just sat down and drank two cups of tea when he suddenly felt something and looked towards the door.

At the entrance of the teahouse, a young man who looked no more than ten years old walked slowly, carrying a purple-gold spear on his back. He was rather thin. If it wasn't for that purple-gold spear, he would never have attracted anyone's attention. .

But Lin Yi shrank his eyes slightly.

He could vaguely feel the tyrannical power hidden in the young man's body. He was afraid that one blow could destroy the mountains and shatter the void. He would never be weaker than himself.

The young man had gentle eyes and felt something, and suddenly looked at Lin Yi.

At that moment, an extremely dangerous feeling emanated from the young man, like an ancient beast staring at Lin Yi, making his hair stand on end.

But the young man immediately sensed that Lin Yi was not malicious, so he immediately smiled brightly and walked slowly.

"Brother Dao," the boy said with a warm voice.

Lin Yi also stood up and saluted: "Brother Dao," then said with a smile, "Sit down and have a cup of tea together?"

"Okay, I just got into a fight, and I'm a little thirsty," the young man smiled and sat down, and the waiter served him with good tea.

Lin Yi waved his hand, and the waiter left in a sensible manner.

"I've met Brother Dao," the young man said with a sip of tea and suddenly smiled.

"Oh?"

Lin Yi smiled: "Where did Brother Dao meet me?"

"Not long ago you fought with Li Su from the Li family in the Eastern Wilderness. I observed that battle through the magic circle. Brother Dao's swordsmanship is superb, and he can be called a master of swordsmanship," the boy said.

Lin Yi was relieved, there were indeed many forces who watched that battle, but those who were qualified to watch that battle were definitely called big factions in Gu Xing, at least they were first-class big factions.

I don't know where this boy came from.

"My name is Dong Linye, and I'm from Zhongzhou. I also know that my brother's name is Lin Yi. He's an Eternal Tribulation Body that shakes the world. I've wanted to make friends with you for a long time," the young man smiled, his tone very sincere.

East!

These two words are as heavy as a mountain, making Lin Yi feel awe-inspiring.

No wonder this boy looks so young, but he feels so oppressive. It turns out that he is a disciple of an aristocratic family, and he is really extraordinary.

The Donglin family is the ancient family in Zhongzhou, which has been in Zhongzhou for hundreds of thousands of years and can be called one of the oldest and largest families in the ancient star.

In the past, the first ancestor of Donglin rose up in the darkest age of the human race, singing all the way to become a god emperor, suppressing the ancient peoples from doing evil without authorization.

This young man looks handsome, but in fact he is resolute in his heart, and Lin Yi has a good sense of him. He is not as domineering as other young supreme beings, but he has a heart-wrenching demeanor.

Such a young Supreme is a friend worth making.

"Brother Donglin is worthy of being a disciple of an aristocratic family, and his family education has a long history," Lin Yi offered him a toast with tea instead of wine.

Dong Linye hurriedly drank it all, and said, "Brother Lin, don't call me that, I'm not yet thirty this year, so I'm not as old as you."

"Well?"

Lin Yi's expression froze immediately.

"Hey, Brother Donglin is a genius, he is actually younger than me, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Xuanhai stage. Lin feels ashamed."

One is Ji Xu, the other is Dong Linye, these two guys are really geniuses, especially Dong Linye, who is so young.

Dong Linye chuckled: "When I was born, my eight meridians were integrated, so the speed of cultivation is a little faster."

"Monster," Lin Yi said angrily.

If you are born with a fusion of eight veins, doesn't it mean that you are a golden body at birth? The disciples of these remote ancient families are too annoying. All of them have such high talents, so how can they, commoner disciples, live.

Dong Linye seemed to notice that Lin Yi's expression was not good, and he was a little embarrassed, and said, "Brother Lin, don't worry, you won't be weaker than me in the future."

Lin Yi gritted his teeth and snorted, "Boy, can you speak?"

Dong Linye was stunned, and said pleasantly, "How do you know that I'm not good at communicating with people? Before I left the house, my father once taught me a sentence. He said to me, if I say something wrong, use this sentence." Speak up."

Lin Yi was curious and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Dong Linye became more and more shy, and said in a low voice: "This sentence is: I am not very good at talking, if there is anything that offends me, you fucking hit me."

"I rely on!"

Lin Yi sprayed out the hot tea after taking a sip, almost spraying Dong Linye's face.

These two father and son are wonderful, absolutely wonderful.

"Brother Lin, of course I won't fight with you. I've seen you fight, and I don't think you are your opponent yet," Dong Linye said seriously.

Lin Yi was about to collapse, but unexpectedly met this strange young man with such high fighting power. If the Donglin family were to be run by this boy in the future, Lin Yi was really worried about the future of the Donglin family.

"That's the kid!"

clap la la...

At this time, a group of people poured into the teahouse, all of them were vicious, armed with knives, guns and sticks.

Lin Yi asked in a low voice, "Did you offend these people?"

Dong Linye also whispered: "It's not really an offense. I saw these people bullying a few girls, so I couldn't help but kill a few of them. These people really don't know how to behave, and they actually came back to take revenge."

When the guests of the teahouse saw a group of villains pouring in, they all left in fright. The rest of them were monks, and some of them showed even more impatient expressions.

"Chop those two boys for me," a big man yelled, and rushed over with a machete.