Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 67 Teach You an Invincible Cultivation Technique
On the second day, Li Yuan's maid screamed in surprise. Since the master and the young master left, the lady who had been staying in the house and never going out had disappeared.

After a while, the news spread outward.

The faces of the storyteller in the restaurant, one old and one young, showed doubts at the same time. The two of them were sure that Li Xun Huan must have done this.

After all, others don't know, so how can these two people not know, Lin Shiyin has a treasure of pity and flowers in her body, and her strength is not so strong, let alone taking people away, whether she can come out of Li Yuan alive is another matter.

The two of them could even think that this must be the condition of yesterday's boy. After all, if Li Xunhuan had such determination, Lin Shiyin would not be able to become Long Xiaoyun's wife.

Thinking of how much thought the young man spent yesterday, it was actually for Li Xun Huan to take Lin Shiyin away, both of them had strange looks on their faces at the same time, they didn't understand what the other was thinking at all.

Stroll among the plum trees and walk lightly towards Baoding City.

There was no way, neither Lin Xianer nor Zhao Wen knew how to cook. Unless they were willing to go hungry, finding a place to eat was their inevitable choice.

"Fairy Lin is indeed here!"

The voice seemed to express his surprise, but perhaps it was because he hadn't had the feeling of surprise for too long, which made the voice extraordinarily weird.

Following the sound, a young man in a yellow shirt walked towards them with light steps.

Completely ignoring Zhao Wen, who was snuggled up by Lin Xianer, he looked straight at Lin Xianer, with greed and possession in his eyes.

"Money helps!" Lin Xian'er whispered to Zhao Wen, afraid that Zhao Wen would not know.

If it was yesterday, she might still give this young man a smile, but after seeing the jade card in Zhao Wen's hand, Lin Xian'er would never leave without taking the benefits that Zhao Wen promised.

It wasn't that she believed in the man who hugged her to the bed the first time they met, but that she believed that a person who could hold the emperor's jade card and come to see her alone would never be a weak person.

Moreover, she absolutely did not believe that a person who said that he was invincible in martial arts would not be able to win even a nameless member of the money gang.

"Son of Shangguan Jinhong?"

There was doubt in Zhao Wen's voice. He remembered that Lin Xian'er followed Shangguan Jin Hong, but at first it seemed that his son found Lin Xian'er first.

"I didn't want to kill you!" The young man in the yellow shirt looked at Zhao Wen's face with murderous intent. He thought he was also a first-class strong man in the world, but because of his status as Shangguan Jinhong's son, all his efforts were in vain. All were ignored.

The last thing people want to be mentioned on weekdays is the identity of Shangguan Jin Hong's son.

"Don't you want to know what is the invincible exercise I want to teach you?"

With a very indifferent smile on Zhao Wen's face, he took a step forward and slapped the young man in yellow shirt in front of him with a light palm. He even turned his head and smiled at Lin Xian'er, almost ignoring the young man in yellow To the extreme.

"court death!"

The same palm was slapped, and the two palms met without even making the slightest sound. The young man in the yellow shirt on the opposite side only felt that the internal force he had cultivated so hard was like a rushing river, flowing into the body of the young man opposite him, and his face suddenly brought out The color of horror.

"Forgive me, I am Shangguan Jinhong's son, if you absorb all my internal energy, my father will not let you go!" The voice stammered, and after finally finishing speaking, the man fell limply on the ground.

"My internal strength is invincible in the world, even your father will be absorbed by me just like you!"

With a light tap of his finger, instead of looking at the young man in yellow shirt who had lost his vitality on the ground, he turned his head to look at Lin Xian'er with an excited face.

Flying into Zhao Wen's arms, Lin Xian'er couldn't believe it and asked back: "You really want to pass on this magical skill that can absorb people's internal energy to me?"

In judging the strength of people in the Jianghu, internal strength is often the first. It can be said that internal strength is the foundation of a martial arts person. Lin Xian'er has never thought that there are actually skills that can absorb people's internal strength in the world. It happened in front of her eyes, and she thought what she saw was a hallucination.

"The Beiming Divine Art that I practice can easily take the internal energy of others, and I can become a top master in the world without training. You are my maid, how can you not have a way to protect yourself!"

When Li Xun Huan left, there must be someone to disrupt the world. In Zhao Wen's opinion, there is absolutely no one in this world who is more suitable for this task than Lin Xian'er.

You don't even need to arrange it yourself, as long as Lin Xian'er has learned the Beiming Divine Art, she will definitely fill the meridians in her body in the shortest possible time.

But in order to prevent people from knowing this technique, he must kill people to silence it. With Lin Xian'er's greed and temperament, it will definitely make the whole world mess up and help him earn a lot of world luck.

"Write down the exercises you practice in a while, and I'll see if there is any conflict between the two exercises!"

"I'm eating after writing out the exercises!" Turning around and flying back towards the wooden house, as soon as I entered the house, I found a pen and paper and started writing as quickly as possible.

You don't need to practice, you just need to absorb people's internal energy, and you can become a world-class master.

If I have unrivaled internal strength, why bother to curry favor with some stinky men, I can establish a sect where all stinky men kneel down and lick their toes.

Zhao Wen stood outside the house with a relaxed expression, his eyes faintly filled with anticipation.

He never believes that there is any perfect woman in the world, but since Lin Xian'er appeared, everything is really perfect.

Especially her skin, so crystal clear that it doesn't seem to grow naturally at all.

As far as the body is concerned, Zhao Wen's body has almost consumed thousands of years of internal energy, and his skin is not comparable to that of Lin Xian'er.

As for the appearance, Qu Ruo, Jing Rou, and Zhao Shan are the top noble ladies in Chu, plus the court ladies and dancers sent by the wealthy people in Chu, none of them are the best in the world, but none of them make me feel like Lin Lin. Fairy is so perfect.

Otherwise, he is someone who is used to seeing beauties, how could he go to bed without holding back yesterday.

There is only one possibility, that is, there is something wrong with Lin Xian'er's cultivation technique, which allows her to charm sentient beings all the time.

Hearing that the Demon Cult has a method of cultivating Heavenly Witches, in Zhao Wen's opinion, Lin Xian'er is probably a Heavenly Witch of the Demon Cult's generation.

Such skills are naturally useless to Zhao Wen, but in Jin Yiwei, they are definitely a treasure of magic skills.

After returning to Daqin, if I gave my brothers a beautiful woman like Lin Xian'er, these brothers would definitely be grateful to me.

(End of this chapter)