Otherworldly Proud

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the flames splashed everywhere. Unexpectedly, the wings of the Gryphon suddenly collided with the spear, sparking out bursts of sparks.

The body of the man rushing into the sky could not be completely suspended in mid-air, his body wobbled, and he was about to fall to the ground.

But maybe it was because he was too unwilling to miss such a good opportunity to kill the city lord.

When the man was descending, he suddenly let out a roar, and he threw his right hand upwards, and the silver spear flew out suddenly with sparks in it.

The Gryphon didn't have time to react at all this time, the spear had already pierced his soft belly, pierced through, and bloody water was sprinkled in large swaths.

The heads of the people on the ground were almost all wet by the blood.

The spear pierced through the Gryphon's body, and it fell with all its strength.

But the man with the gun had already stood on the ground, looking up at the Gryphon that was dangling in the air and slowly falling down, with a gloomy expression.

At this time, the people around could see the real face of this person clearly. It was a young man in a white robe, with long hair hanging loosely behind his back. He stood there like a sword, extremely glaring.

"Then... isn't that Dr. Han?"

"Doctor Han? It's Doctor Han. I didn't expect Doctor Han, who has always been gentle, to be such a master."

The surrounding citizens were talking about it, and Lin Xiner also raised her head to look at the originally gentle man, Dr. Han, with a bit of bewilderment and doubt.

The Gryphon fell heavily to the ground, stirring up bursts of dust, blurring the body of the Gryphon and the city lord Yang Xuelin on it.

A group of soldiers shouted and went up to them, protecting the Gryphon, their eyes full of hostility, looking at the original sub-clan untouchables around them.

"Roar!" The Gryphon neighed one last time, its head fell heavily, and it died. When the dust cleared, Yang Xuelin on its back widened his eyes, blood was all over his body, and there was a huge hole on his chest. The hideous wound has already died.

The shot that Dr. Han was about to land just now not only killed the Gryphon, but even Dr. Han who was on its back was pierced through by the spear.

"The city lord... is dead?" The guard opened his mouth, looking at all this in disbelief. The city lord was actually killed by that well-known Doctor Han among the citizens? !

The swords in the hands of the soldiers also trembled. The city lord was dead, so for whom were they holding the swords and fighting for?

"The city lord is dead! The city lord is dead!" Cheers suddenly erupted among the citizens, and the cheers made the young doctor Han feel dazed. He looked at the spear in the distance, and then at the lying The city lord, whose eyes were completely lost on the Gryphon's back, suddenly showed a smile, and he raised an arm: "The city lord is dead! From now on, in Yecheng, the Yuan sub-clan will no longer be pariahs!"

His shout made the surrounding original sub-clan citizens even more crazy, and they flocked towards Dr. Han one by one.

Among the crowd, murmurs burst out, but only one voice was the clearest and loudest: "Yuanya is not a pariah! Long live the Yuanya!"

The soldiers were devastated, and the guards had already disappeared when the chaos broke out. The small room that was crowded with people suddenly became empty.

The three women came to Long Aotian's side, Zi Mingyue shook her head and said, "I never thought there would be such deep racial resentment here."

Long Aotian nodded, looked at Lin Xiner who was still sitting on the ground holding his brother, stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go into the house, or your brother's cooking will be ruined." It's really blurry."

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The small house is simple but clean. There is no one else in the family, only Lin Xiner and his elder brother Lin Feng depend on each other.

There was indeed a faint smell of paste in the room, Linghu Wanqing took the pot off the stove, opened the lid and looked, the porridge inside was a bit paste, but it was not serious.

Next to her, Lin Xiner settled down her brother, and heard Long Aotian said that her brother was fine and just needed to rest, so she felt relieved.

She walked to the stove, filled four bowls of the porridge in the pot, put them on the table, and said to Long Aotian: "Brother, this is the porridge made by my brother. It tastes good, although it is a bit mushy... You have a taste."

Long Aotian smiled, did not speak, took a big gulp of the porridge on the table.

The thick porridge with a faint smell naturally won't taste very good, but Long Aotian nodded intoxicated: "It's delicious."

Hearing what Long Aotian said, Lin Xiner also showed a smile on her face. She took out the spirit grass from her bosom, took a small black box from the side, and put the spirit grass into the small box.

Looking at this spiritual herb, Long Aotian frowned. She looked at Lin Xiner's thin body again, with a strange look on her face. After a long time, he said, "I can cure your brother disease."

Lin Xiner's eyes widened, and she looked at Long Aotian in disbelief: "Big brother, is what you said true?"

Long Aotian nodded: "Your brother injured the meridians in his leg, and the injury was a little serious. It can be seen that the person who hurt your brother really wanted him to be unable to stand up for the rest of his life."

Speaking of this, Lin Xiner's face became gloomy: "Chen Lin! He has been supported by various precious medicinal materials from his family since he was a child, so he is much better than my brother. During the competition, he chose my brother as his opponent , and beat my brother like this!"

Speaking of this, Lin Xiner clenched her fists, a trace of hatred appeared on her small fair face.

Long Aotian nodded: "However, the problem is not serious. I can completely cure it. After it is cured, maybe your brother can become a templar."

Lin Xiner responded gratefully: "Brother can definitely do it. Big brother, please help my brother and help me cure him!"

Long Aotian smiled: "But... I need you to do me a favor."

Lin Xiner looked at him strangely: "What?"

Looking into her eyes, Long Aotian said lightly, "I need something in your body."

The origin of the world!It is hidden in Lin Xiner's body. Before Long Aotian sensed something wrong, it was because the origin of the world in Lin Xiner's body would hide the breath from time to time for some reason.

Later, after returning to Yecheng, Long Aotian sensed it again, but it happened that Lin Xiner appeared.

Until now, Long Aotian sensed that breath again, he was finally sure.

The origin of the world is in Lin Xiner's body! (~^~)