After the end of the world, I became a golden thigh

Chapter 83 Because (2)

Jun Qingcan pouted his lips happily, and followed Lin Zhilan. If it wasn't for getting the Cenyou Sword, he wouldn't want to see that brainless gatekeeper at all.

I also don't want to be a gatekeeper.

It would be nice if Jun Qingcan looked at the handsome figure in front of him, took the sword and left this mess to Lin Zhilan.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Zhilan suddenly turned around and looked at Jun Qingcan, who was smiling maliciously, and asked with raised eyebrows.

He always felt that there was too much meaning in that smile, and it was not a good thing for him.

Jun Qingcan clenched his fist and put it at the corner of his mouth, coughed twice, "I'm not laughing at anything." There was a little carelessness in his tone, but Lin Zhilan didn't hear it.

"You guys are here." The gatekeeper is a middle-aged man, and he is also a handsome uncle outside, with a cold expression on his face that does not show any popularity.

Lin Zhilan nodded politely, but Jun Qingcan just let out a cold hehe, and sat on the chair next to him carelessly, "Tell me something, old man."

The corner of the handsome uncle's mouth twitched, and the cold expression on his face could hardly be maintained, "Son, I'm a handsome guy anyway, can you stop saying that, old man?"

"What kind of stimulation did you receive again? Which Xiaoliu Xiaoyue rejected you again?" Jun Qingcan's expression was not much better, what's wrong?His parents don't know where to go for a long time, okay?

"Ahem." The handsome uncle rubbed his nose and decided not to have the same knowledge as this kid. He and those people are bosom friends. Do they understand? It's just the kind of pure chat. How can there be any refusal?

"My time has come. The gatekeepers of Zhiyue Mountain have not passed on daughters since ancient times, so I can only choose between the two of you."

"Stop, stop, stop -- can you get to the point." Jun Qingcan interrupted him impatiently.

The two started another round of quarrel.

Lin Zhilan sat beside her and sipped her tea, occasionally tasting other snacks on the table.It has to be said that the Zhishanmen seem to be independent from the world, but they actually prefer mortal things.

"Okay, that's it, you two roll into the Zhiyue Pavilion together." As soon as the Zhishanmen finished speaking, the two of them were blown into the small pavilion next to them by a gust of wind.

"What did you say?" Lin Zhilan looked at Jun Qingcan curiously.

Jun Qingcan waved his hand, "How do I know, maybe it's menopause."

Lin Zhilan knew it wasn't the reason, but he wasn't very curious, so he shrugged his shoulders as if he already knew.

There is only one passage in this pavilion, and the two people looked at each other and walked one after the other.

"There are paintings next to this." Jun Qingcan followed behind and looked at the paintings on the wall next to him in surprise.

"This is Phoenix." Jun Qingcan pointed to the burning Phoenix on the wall and said to Lin Zhilan in front.

Lin Zhilan glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, "Isn't it the phoenix? What's there to see? It's not like you haven't seen it before."

When the young master of the Feng Clan was born, you went to buy a glass of wine and snatched a sword from the Feng Clan. If it weren't for the fact that the sword was not important to them, you were a famous sword idiot. I can't beat you up.

Jun Qingcan grimaced at the person in front of her, then looked at the painting on the wall, "This woman is so familiar."

Lin Zhilan was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at the painting. There were not many women in Jun Qingcan's acquaintance, and now they seem familiar, Lin Zhilan was slightly curious.

"This is the shape of the ice soul needle. How come you have seen it before?" Lin Zhilan laughed. The ice soul needle has not been seen yet, so how could it be possible that the shape was just bumped into by Jun Qingcan.

"Ice Soul Needle?" Jun Qingcan murmured softly, frowning, nothing interested him at all, but how could he feel familiar with this person, as if he had known him before.

"Why is the pattern here so strange? This is a living spring." Jun Qingcan pointed to another place on the wall, a little uncertain.He had only read about it in ancient books, but he had never seen what Huoquan really looked like.

"It should be." Lin Zhilan looked at the direction Jun Qingcan was pointing at, nodded, and then said, "It doesn't matter what we do."

Jun Qingcan nodded, but still glued his eyes to the wall, the phoenix bathed in fire, the frozen woman, and the gift of living spring, could this be a mutated lightning-type ability?Jun Qingcan glanced uninterestedly and then turned his gaze elsewhere.

"There's a little doll here." Jun Qingcan's surprised voice sounded again.

The female doll was still wrapped in the quilt, her eyes were closed and she looked peaceful, the most surprising thing was the point between her eyebrows.

Lin Zhilan looked at this picture in a daze, but Jun Qingcan, who was beside him, had already averted his gaze, "What is this?"

A large piece of black, with two eyes in the middle, one completely white and one completely red.

Lin Zhilan heard the question, looked at the place Jun Qing pointed at, touched it and thought for a while, "Resentment."

"What?" Jun Qingcan asked strangely, where did the resentment grow like this, and it looks like a dead tree when you look closely.I read a lot.

Lin Zhilan repeated it funny, "Resentment, resentment for a thousand years." Now he added a suffix.

Since it's been a thousand years, it's not surprising. Just looking at the two eyes, one white and one red, Jun Qingcan feels a little panic inexplicably.

"I just don't know why the colors of the two eyes are different." Lin Zhilan muttered softly.

The form of resentment generally does not turn into a human form, but only produces a pair of eyes, the black is the lightest, and the red is the deepest, but it has never been heard that there is still white.

"Look here is a pattern." All the patterns they just saw form a circle, which girl doll is in the middle, but there is no trace of the point just above the eyebrows of the girl doll in this pattern, and it looks like A smaller version of the entire pattern.

"Let's go," Lin Zhilan walked forward indifferently, "It has nothing to do with us."

"Ah?" Jun Qingcan was taken aback for a moment, "Oh." Was he hallucinating just now?Why does it feel like the whole painting is moving.

"By the way, did the old man say anything to you before he came in?" Lin Zhilan suddenly thought.

Heck, Jun Qingcan glanced at Lin Zhilan contemptuously, he is not calling him an old man now, but when you are face to face, you are so obedient that you dare not even vent your anger, you are cowardly.

Lin Zhilan was so familiar with Jun Qingcan's expression that he knew what he was thinking, and touched his nose speechlessly, not intending to refute.

"No." Jun Qingcan shook his head, "He said that whoever is the master of the Cen Youjian in Zhiyue Pavilion will be the gatekeeper."

Thinking of this Jun Qingcan was angry, "If I knew that two people were going to come in, why would I come here blindly, why don't you come here and take out the sword."

Lin Zhilan poked his head forward with a guilty conscience, he wouldn't say that he lied to the king before, after all, he is so handsome, right?

"How long will it take?" Jun Qingcan impatiently punched the wall next to him.

The sound of the stone breaking was clearly visible, and the two of them quickly summoned up their spirit energy, watching the wall in front of them break apart bit by bit.

　My brain hole is like a black hole like a hundred thousand bad jokes 2. I think I have spoiled a lot, but I will reveal it next time. I want to reveal the blood on your face, hehehehehe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)