Infinity Throne

Chapter 870 Swallowing Spiritual Fire

The sky and the earth are vast, overwhelming the universe,

Sitting alone in the dark world.

This night in Jingnancheng,

It is destined not to be peaceful.

Some people died and some people are still alive.

Some people are ignorant and some are anxious.

Before leaving, the mysterious assassin uttered a closing poem on a whim, which quickly spread among the army.

After the mysterious assassin who calls himself "Apocalypse" mysteriously disappears.

Only after King Zhennan repeatedly confirmed that nothing was wrong did he dare to step out from the protection of the heavy soldiers and shields.

After walking out, King Zhennan did not dare to return to his mansion. He commanded his soldiers to search for the assassin calmly.

...After all, the more people there are, the safer it is.

Subsequently,

Soldiers were heavily armed, patrolling the streets, knocking open doors from house to house, and searching carefully for fear of missing something.

Until dawn, the search operation for the mysterious assassin was not over yet.

And the initiator of all this, Yi Lin, after scaring King Zhennan out of his mind, easily escaped from the encirclement and returned to the palace of King Zhennan.

An ancient saying goes: The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Who would have expected that the mysterious assassin who called himself "Apocalypse" would return to the Zhennan Palace after a circle?

Even Zhennan Wang Xia Xingchen himself had not thought of this.

at night.

Not long ago.

After the commotion.

When Yi Lin walked out of the darkness with exhaustion all over her body, Jian Nanchun was shaking the Baojiang token in his hand anxiously and kept shouting, "Call Junior Brother Lin, call Junior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Jian, call Junior Brother Lin" .

"Yo?" Yi Lin waved her hand nonchalantly as a greeting: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

"What the hell -"

Xia Xiaoman learned this down-to-earth mantra at some point. When she heard Senior Brother Lin Yi's words, the hair all over her body stood up at the roots under the influence of spiritual energy.

"Senior Brother Lin Yi, do you have the nerve to say that? You actually threw your junior sister into the sky? What if Senior Brother Jian doesn't catch it? Have you forgotten that your junior sister still doesn't know how to fly in the air?"

"Brother Jian, didn't you catch it?" Under the side effects of the skill, Yi Lin was indeed very tired, her eyelids were half drooped, and she weakly replied: "Besides, you are a monk, a dignified monk. If you can fall to death, you I don’t have the shame to go back to Tianjianmen.”

"..."

When the brother and sister were bickering.

Jian Nanchun looked complicated and silently stepped forward.

Yi Lin glanced at Jian Nanchun. He had already anticipated what Senior Brother Jian wanted to ask, and took the initiative to stretch his wrist forward before Senior Brother Jian could speak.

Jian Nanchun was stunned.

How long ago had this cunning Junior Brother Lin been so proactive?

It’s the first time ever!

Wondering in his heart, Jian Nanchun moved like lightning, quickly pressed two fingers on Yilin's veins, and felt it carefully.

"Do you understand?"

Yi Lin looked at Senior Brother Jian with a half-smile.

"Junior brother, where is your cultivation...???"

"Alas." Yi Lin "reluctantly" forced out a bitter smile: "Brother Jian doesn't know something. Junior brother is born with a special physique and is prone to air leakage... Uh no, in terms of cultivation, his qualifications are not good."

"so what?"

What does air leakage have to do with your lack of cultivation?

It can't be all leaked all at once, right?

Then this can't be called a leak, it must be called an explosion.

"So, the mysterious Senior Chen in the sect taught me a secret technique."

"What secret method?"

"Being able to burn your whole body's cultivation and improve it to at least one major level in a short period of time. But the price is to have to go back and rebuild, to dissipate your cultivation, and to start all over again...how can it be such a miserable word!"

Yi Lin deceived her with seriousness and emotion, and finally let out a long sigh. Her helpless expression made people feel the same and make her shed tears.

"hiss--"

Jian Nanchun took a long breath, obviously he believed it. Otherwise, there is no way to explain Yi Lin's strange behavior: sudden highs and lows in cultivation, sudden bursts of energy, and now empty meridians.

How could there be such a crazy secret method!

"Wait a minute, senior brother has always been curious, junior brother Lin, who is the senior Chen you are talking about? Senior brother thought about it, but he never thought that there was such an experienced and knowledgeable person hidden inside the door. "

"Oh, you've seen him before," Yi Lin said with a smile, "It's Chen Bei from the handyman class."

"That uncle???"

The moment he learned the truth, Jian Nanchun froze in place, messy in the wind and unable to calm down.

Xia Xiaoman was also shocked.

When she met Yi Lin, she already knew that Yi Lin possessed secret skills inherited from his family.

Although she was surprised by Yi Lin's various behaviors, she could still accept it.

But she never expected that Yi Lin's miraculous performance would come at the expense of a year of hard training.

What a heavy price it pays!

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lin."

Xia Xiaoman pinched the hem of her skirt with mixed emotions. After pushing Jian Nanchun away who was frozen in place, she stood in front of Yi Lin and apologized.

After apologizing, she didn't know what to say.

It is self-evident how important a body's cultivation is to a monk.

If it were her, she would have to empty out all the spiritual energy she had stored for a year just to have a blast. She couldn't do such a thing.

Mainly just not worth it.

However, tonight, Yi Lin obviously used such profound secret methods to save her.

Xia Xiaoman was touched, but she was thin-skinned and didn't know how to repay her senior brother's kindness.

You can't give away the Human Emperor's Seal, can you?

That was the greatest treasure of the Daqian Dynasty.

Apart from the Human Emperor's Seal, Xia Xiaoman didn't know what other treasures he had that could impress Senior Brother Lin Yi.

"correct,"

Yi Lin actually said casually,

Mainly to fend off him in front of Senior Brother Jian.

He didn't let Xia Xiaoman take it seriously.

Yi Lin had a sullen face, she was too tired.

The dead skin on her forehead was trembling slightly after eating and drinking, as if telling the dead skin's inner joy. Yi Lin was going to find a private room to digest tonight's harvest, but did not dwell on Xia Xiaoman's complicated mood.

But when Yi Lin was about to find a place to sleep and enter the center to continue "building the throne," he remembered something.

"I'm curious, King Zhennan has harmful intentions for you, why don't you want to kill him?"

If Xia Xiaoman hadn't snatched Brother Jian's token at the critical moment and tried to prevent Yi Lin from killing him with a cry in his voice, maybe he couldn't hold it back and killed King Zhennan with a single bullet. head off.

Xia Xiaoman was stunned when he heard this.

She didn't expect that at this moment, Senior Brother Lin Yi was actually concerned about this matter.

Xia Xiaoman's long eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly.

The clouds and mist in the sky dissipated, and the moon was bright and blue. The bright moonlight shined through Xia Xiaoman's eyelashes, casting a shadow deep in her eyes.

"The emperor's uncle and his younger brother are Xiaoman's last relatives in this world."

When she said this, Xia Xiaoman looked sad. She still couldn't believe that the gentle and smiling Uncle Xia in the past would be cruel to her after more than ten years.

When Yi Lin heard this, her expression was slightly startled.

Was it because of family ties?

Before coming to this world, if someone said this in front of Yi Lin and couldn't bear to kill someone who wanted to kill him, Yi Lin would just laugh and call the person stupid. But today, Yi Lin has lived a new life, and after feeling the value of family love, he can vaguely understand Xia Xiaoman's complicated mood.

What I hate most is to be born in an emperor's family.

Finally, Yi Lin rubbed Xia Xiaoman's head and messed up her junior sister's hair.

"Go to sleep. For the sake of my junior sister, I will temporarily spare King Zhennan's life."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Xia Xiaoman said gratefully.

She watched Yi Lin's back walking away and into the house, until Yi Lin disappeared in a flash. Xia Xiaoman's face suddenly turned dark and he reacted: "Bah, bah, bah! Senior brother, who are you scolding!!"

There are many rooms in Zhennan Wangdongxiang Villa, which is particularly luxurious.

This Zhennan King has a card.

It stands to reason that King Zhennan will be busy catching assassins tonight and will not be able to care about his own backyard for the time being.

Yi Lin chose a clean room and easily filled the well with telekinesis. At the same time, she used a heating array to boil the water. After taking a comfortable hot bath, the side effects of [Bloodthirsty Disaster] disappeared. It was almost gone, allowing Yilin to stretch her muscles and bones and feel refreshed.

Alone in the room.

Yi Lin wrapped herself in a bath towel and picked at the dead skin on her forehead, picking harder and harder.

"This resentment is really abundant."

Yi Lin raised an index finger, silently and tracelessly, and a black flame suddenly lit up at the end of his index finger.

"Swallowing Spiritual Fire!"

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