My law is immortal

Zhang Xuan stepped on the flying sword, holding the boat with one hand, and Liu Yu on the boat leaned against her sister's arms.

Under the moonlight, the eyelashes on her tightly closed eyes were slender and seemed to be still trembling slightly.

Jiang Yingrong looked down at Li Yi below, and at the valley where there were originally a large number of people, there was only one person at the moment, holding a sword and pestering it quietly.

This person stood very straight. Although he had changed into Zhang Xuan's Taoist robe, his raised face was still not half as calm and breezy as a person in the Taoist sect.

Instead, there is something more that was not there before - arrogance.

……

The official road outside Yangzhou City was crowded with people, and many people carried burdens, pushed carts, and fled with their families.

The rebels of the Tianlong Sect have already reached Dantu County, and they all escaped from the vicinity of Dantu.

A few naughty children, who don't know how to worry about the country and the people, are running and playing on the side of the road heartlessly.

"Come and see, this cripple, this cripple!"

A child with a single-horned braid on his head suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, pointing at a ragged passerby passing by and shouting loudly.

After the little fairy's voice fell, everyone looked up, only to see that the passer-by was wearing a torn green cloth gown, with two long sleeves swinging empty on both sides of his body.

His face was very dirty, apparently it hadn't been scrubbed for a long time, covered by layers of mud, no one could see his original face clearly.

In other words, he couldn't wash his face at all.

"Little disability, little disability, haha..."

All the children clapped their hands and laughed.

A man without arms.Looking around with a very flat expression, it seems that he has long been used to this kind of life of being humiliated and scolded.

"Don't fool around!"

Next to it was a man in a long shirt.He hurried up to stop the children from playing.

"Haha——" The disabled man suddenly laughed wantonly.He glanced squintingly at the surrounding people watching him, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a very low and hoarse voice: "The 370th seventh..."

The 370th seventh, those who insult him, those who despise him.

His name is Lin Feng, and he was originally the most talented among the four generations of Xuanji Pagoda disciples.

Some people even think that he will take over the class of the national teacher in the future and become the head of the Xuanji Pagoda in the secular world.

However, since meeting a man named Li Yi.His originally dazzling life was ruined.

At this moment, there is only a haze in his heart, a dense haze that cannot be resolved.

Without his arms, when he first started, he couldn't even walk, let alone walk a thousand miles with a sword.

However, all the people who mocked him before him.He must die—in fact, it is precisely because of this obsession that he can live until now.

He was chased and bitten by wild dogs in the wild and wanted to drink water.He fell into the river and nearly drowned.

At this moment, he walked outside the city of Yangzhou on foot, not for anything else, just to find his family.

He believes.As long as I go home, even if my arms are severed.They will also find someone to help them connect - and then, these 370 seven people.All die.

The person who ranked first was named Li Yi.

The scale of Yangzhou City is not small, and many wealthy businessmen in the city have set up porridge sheds at the gate of the city.

Lin Feng sat by the side of the porridge shed. A busy woman was wearing a long purple silk skirt with a cross neck. She picked up a bowl of clear porridge, put it in front of him, and then turned to get busy.

Lin Feng didn't move, he didn't have hands, how could he drink the boiling porridge?

The purple-clothed woman turned around after she had been busy, only to realize that a refugee sitting quietly here hadn't moved. She glanced past the other's empty arms, was startled, and hurried forward and said, "No Excuse me, I'll-"

Suddenly, just halfway through her words, she was stunned, her eyes widened, and she said in amazement, "Senior Brother Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng's body shook, he swept across the other's pretty cheeks, then stood up silently, turned around and left.

"Senior brother!" The woman in purple rushed forward and grabbed the empty sleeve of the other party.

"You have misunderstood the person." Lin Feng glanced at the other party indifferently.

"It's you! Brother, why did you arrive in Yangzhou?" The woman in purple seemed to be a little excited. She took out a handkerchief from her bosom without any hesitation, and gently wiped Lin Feng's face.

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged, he let the handkerchief gently wipe his face, and there was still a little virgin fragrance in his breath.

Xiupa wiped away the mud, revealing his fair face. There were some scratches and scratches on his face.

The woman in purple suddenly started to sob. She grabbed Lin Feng who was about to leave, and begged, "Senior brother, don't leave! I will definitely cure you..."

"Cure? Haha!" Lin Feng laughed suddenly. He stared at the woman in purple coldly, and said in a strange way: "Junior Sister Qingfeng, have you been kicked out too?"

When the woman in purple heard this address, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her expression froze.

Feeling the feeling of the green cloth passing by her fingertips, she closed her eyes, and two lines of tears ran across her cheeks.

Her Taoist name is Qingfeng, her real name is Qin Su, and she lives in Yangzhou City.

More than ten years ago, together with Lin Feng, he was selected to practice in the Xuanji Pagoda.

Now, more than ten years later, both of them have returned to Yangzhou, but this meeting seems a bit abrupt.

Lin Feng stepped into the city, and the guards at the gate unexpectedly recognized him, and said in astonishment, "Master Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"370 eight." Lin Feng silently said something inexplicable, and walked into the city with staggering steps.

He walked all the way to the north of the city. There is a huge mansion in the north of the city. It is the place where he was born and raised since he was a child, and it is also the place where he is loved by thousands of people.

"Boom boom boom——"

Lin Feng raised one foot, barely kicking the door with the red copper nails.

"Crack." The door slowly opened a crack, revealing Butler Zhao's thin, wrinkled face.

"Master Lin?" Zhao Butler was stunned when he saw Lin Feng.

"Huh—" Lin Feng followed the housekeeper along the long path, passing through the moon cave and the long corridor.

Many maids and servants passing by stared at Lin Feng in surprise.

"The Patriarch is in the main hall, talking to a guest." Zhao Butler smiled and led Lin Feng to the entrance of the main hall.

"En." Lin Feng replied, he didn't care why Steward Zhao didn't settle himself down first - his purpose was to meet his father, the head of the Lin family.

"crunch-"

The door was pushed open, and Lin Fengmai walked in.

Two luxuriously dressed middle-aged men were smiling and talking, when they heard the door knocking, they turned their heads together.

Lin Feng paused, as if there was a wall in front of him, blocking his steps.

"Uncle." Lin Feng gritted his teeth and shouted two words.

He already understood that the original Patriarch's position had long since fallen into the hands of others, and the Patriarch of the Lin Family could only be replaced if he died.

In other words, there were no relatives of him in this huge courtyard. (To be continued..)