Bright Era

Lin Prison Wind and Lin Prison Lei stayed in place, unable to move. They only felt a cloud of cold air rushing to the top door, and they were freezing cold all over.

The tigers who sent tokens from the war dead to the Tiger Temple stared at Lin Qi blankly. The strongest man opened his mouth to say something, but he closed his mouth soon. , And then let out a heavy breath, bowing his hand solemnly to Lin Qi.

Lin Qi solemnly returned a salute to each other, and then the two giant dragons disappeared without a trace. In the golden thunder cloud at the top of Dragon Cliff, two giant flame dragons breathed flames and walked through the thunder light, and from time to time they thunder and lightning tempered their bodies.

"Lin Qi!" Lin Prisoner sighed, "You have caused a disaster!"

Lin Qi looked at Lin Prison Wind in surprise, he waved his hand disapprovingly, and a halo spurted from his palm. The body of the elder Tsing Yi and the group of followers behind him, together with the plasma on the ground, and even their souls were haloed by the halo. Swallowed it in.

"A catastrophe? What a catastrophe?" Lin Qi shrugged indifferently.

"He is the son of Elder Punan!" Lin Yufeng roared in a low voice, "Lin Punan, he is one of the thirteen elders of the elders group. He is in charge of the daily affairs of his family. He..."

"Is he of Zongmai blood?" Lin Qi asked Lin Hefeng with a smile, and interrupted his introduction.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yufeng shook his head, his face grumbled like a pot bottom: "No! But he is..."

Lin Qi interrupted Lin Yufeng's words again: "It's not the blood of the clan, why should I pay attention to him? Even if he is the elder, I also have the status of the foreign affairs elder! Why should I be afraid of him? Why should I give him face He wants to vent his anger to his son, I welcome him to come to me to settle the account!"

"You!" Lin Prison Feng and Lin Prison Lei were suffocated in their throats for a long time and couldn't speak. The tiger tribes are basically the kind of people who follow the rules and have a bold and unrestricted nature. There are people who are like Lin Qi. Breaking the rules?

The clan rule specified by the ancestor of the tiger clan is that the clan members are strictly prohibited from killing each other. Lin Qi broke this clan rule, no one could speak up for him.

But before Lin Yufeng and Lin Yulei came back to their senses, Lin Qi uttered some shocking words: "What happened just now? It seems that someone is yelling here? However, it seems that there are no traces left. There is nothing here. Anything happens!"

Spreading his hands, Lin Qi looked at Lin Yufeng and others with a confused look: "Nothing happened here, did it?"

"This! You killed Lin Buhuan, the elder of the Xieqindian!" A big man who sent tokens to the Tiger Temple looked at Lin Qi frankly: "We all saw you killed Lin Buhuan, well, then you paid it back. The corpse and the murderer are gone! Although we hate Lin Buhuan, we really saw you order him to be killed!"

"Where is the evidence?" Lin Qi widened his eyes and looked at the big man: "Where is the evidence? You can't say who I killed because of you! Where is the body? Where is the blood? Where is the murderer? The murderer is Who? What is the relationship between the murderer and me? The **** gods are on top. You can't just say that I killed someone because of a word from you!"

Lin Qi coughed violently, and his body made a few crackling sounds. At least 30 bones were cracked by him with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Moreover, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse, Longya, and Shengxianchi joined forces, and a large piece of strange light whirled in Lin Qi's body, hiding all the power and aura in his body, suppressing it to the level of only the peak of the Holy Master.

"I'm just a descendant of the Tiger Clan!" Lin Qi looked calmly at the two stunned temples, and then a trace of blood dripped from the corners of his mouth: "My strength is low, I can't kill one at all. The strength of the elders! And I was fighting for the control of a chamber of commerce in the Western Continent, and a violent conflict broke out with others, and I was seriously injured!"

Taking out a white handkerchief and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lin Qi sighed softly, "A severely injured patient who is dying, can he have the power to kill the elder of his family? Don't be kidding me! Everyone! Patriarch, you guys... must be wrong!"

'I read it wrong'!

A few bald guys, look at me, and I’ll look at you. After a long time, the guy who came to the Tiger Temple with the token scratched his head and shook his head vigorously: "I can't read it wrong, we do. When Lin Buhuan came in with his children and grandchildren, then you...uh..."

There was a strange light in Lin Qi’s eyes, and he smiled calmly and calmly: "Look, you must have just left the battlefield, because you just killed someone, so you have hallucinations! In fact, there is no Elder Lin Buhuan here. Tiger Temple, there is no such thing as me attacking the elders."

"I, Lin Qi, have respected teachers and elders since I was a child. I have always followed the rules and obeyed the law. I wholeheartedly fight for the benefit of the family. I wholeheartedly support the family rules of my family. How can I... kill. People of my family?"

A flower basket made of pure gold appeared in the arms of the two rabbits. They grabbed a lot of sweet-scented light red sweet-scented osmanthus, and enthusiastically sprayed the fragrant flowers to the sky. They shouted loudly: "Lin Qi is a good man, we all come to testify, Lin Qi is a good man of Tianzi No. 1! He never hits, never scolds, never deceives! Who is that Lin Buhuan?"

The rabbits were madly throwing a light red plan, and Lin Prison Wind and Lin Prison Lei, the two great temples and ancestor Zhu, were almost crazy.

They didn’t care about Lin Buhuan’s killing, and rushed towards the rabbit squatting on Lin Qi’s shoulder like a hungry tiger: “The god-grade blood laurel, the sole owner of the magical potion'Six-turn Resurrection Liquid' Medicine! Stop, stop!"

Seeing that the two rabbits were constantly spreading the fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus all over the sky, the big guys who sent tokens to the tiger temple were also crazy. They slammed on the ground with a tiger flutter, and picked up their clothes. The flowers that keep falling. The two rabbits were taken aback by the actions of these tiger clan men. They clasped the flower baskets in their arms and shouted loudly.

"This is our ration, this is our private property, what do you want to do? What do you do?"

Lin Prison Wind and Lin Prison Lei grabbed Lin Qi's arm from left to right, and they screamed, "This is the only main medicine used to make Sixth-turn Resurrection Liquid. Don't spoil it or spill it indiscriminately. Let these two rabbits take these Hand over all the blood laurels!"

Lin Qi was dumbfounded, Rank Six Resurrection Liquid, what kind of potion is this?

The voice of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree slowly sounded in Lin Qi Linghai: "Send these low-grade sweet-scented osmanthus to them, Rank Six Resurrection Liquid? The first-aid medicine'Resurrection Liquid' has never had a level difference between a few turns and a few turns. Pharmacy seems to have declined a lot."

Lin Qi ignored the words of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, he stared at the two rabbits fiercely, and then snatched the flower basket from their arms.

The two flower baskets looked like they were woven with gold silk, which was the size of a fist, but when Lin Qi held it in his hand, he suddenly realized that each of the two flower baskets weighed more than 1,000 jin. It is not the weight of the flower basket itself, but the blood laurels stored in the flower basket weighing a thousand catties. These two inconspicuous golden baskets were actually small space props, each of which contained blood laurels the size of a hill.

Holding the two flower baskets in his hands, Lin Qi smiled at the two Miaozhu ancestors: "Elder Lin Buhuan just now, really didn't come here!"

"We don't bother to care about his life and death!" The two Miaozhu ancestors looked at Lin Qi with red eyes: "Go and kowtow to the ancestor, respect the fragrance, and then take these two baskets with us to see the elder of this sect who is now in charge. You guys, pick up all the blood laurels on the ground!"

So, Lin Qi followed a donkey, two rabbits squatting on the left and right of his shoulders, and obediently followed the two temples to enter the Tiger Temple, respectfully respecting the ancestor of the tiger clan’s lineage, and to the other twelve branches. The ancestor Jingxiang, and then to some famous ancestors who left a glorious page in the history of the tiger clan.

Knocking down one by one, Lin Qi's current physical condition made him sweat, and it took three full hours to complete all the ritual steps that should be performed.

And three hours later, the big guys who sent tokens to the Tiger Temple were still lying on the ground, using their fingers that were a lot thicker than carrots to pick up blood that was not much larger than rice grains. Laurel flower.

These poor guys used big swords to chop people. They were one by one. They were asked to pick up these fragile sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that would be crushed with a little effort. That would really kill them. A few brave men who did not change their faces in the face of the enemy rushing like the tide, they just sweated profusely by these fragile osmanthus flowers.

Afterwards, Lin Qi couldn't stand it anymore. He leaned over, collected all the petals on the ground with the palm of the hand three times, and threw it into the golden basket at will. Only then did the big guys get relief. They were asked by the ancestors of the two temples to carry them a few times. Then they bowed their fists to Lin Qi and walked out of the temple without saying a word.

"Come with us!" Lin Yufeng glanced firmly at the golden flower basket that was held in his arms by the rabbits, and waved to Lin Qi.

Lin Qi followed Lin Prison Wind and Lin Prison Lei into a corridor in the corner of the Tiger Temple Hall, and continued along the long corridor.

The air in the tunnel is very fresh, much cleaner than the air in the virgin forest after the thunderstorm in summer night. And there was wind blowing from behind the metal wall. Lin Qi looked at the metal walls carefully for a while, but there were no gaps in the wall, and Lin Qi didn't know where the wind was blowing.

The walls are all silver-white with water, and when the feet are on the floor, circles of silver-white ripples spread around, and the feeling under the feet is still the kind of flexible and elastic touch like the flesh of a creature. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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