Sovereign of the Era

Because it was too far away, the ten story hall had become a legend in the eyes of the great Qin Empire.

Legend, no one will not be curious, no one is not expected.

Lin Yun, on the 10th floor, created the legend, and they witnessed the legend.

In the face of people's eyes, Lin Yun pondered for a long time, then said: "in the ten layers, there is nothing, no legend, no treasure, only a dream."

"A dream?"

All the people in the camp looked surprised and looked at each other. They were puzzled and talked in a low voice.

Lin Yun did not wait for people to ask each other. He told the truth about his experience in the Black Lotus palace and what he had seen and heard in the ten floors of the hall.

After he finished speaking, the whole camp of the sword pavilion was silent.

If Lin Yun is telling the truth, there is nothing left in the ten floors of the palace, only a dream left by that man.

He has already died, but his sword is still quietly guarding the inheritance left by his ancestors.

As he said, glory lives forever.

"In addition to the people in my sword Pavilion, it is hard for outsiders to accept it. There is no treasure on the 10th floor of the palace."

The elder with the sword smiles sadly and sighs softly.

Jiange established itself as a master of swordsmen. Both of them cherish each other. Even though life and death are separated, they can feel the same feelings for the distant past.

Luo Feng sneered: "the magic flame sect and several other sects, I'm afraid that most of the reasons are because the ten layers of unnecessary treasures, just moved to my sword Pavilion."

"Hum, these people also take their own blame. What happened today is a lesson to them."

Holding the sword, the old man had no expression and said coldly.

Referring to this, Lin Yun was still a little guilty. He arched his hands and said, "I'm still a bit reckless. I've brought trouble to the sword Pavilion..."

But before he finished speaking, the sword holding elder and other elders all showed a smile.

When he didn't understand, Luo Feng said with a smile: "Lin Yun, you don't know the style of the sword Pavilion. Lingxiao sword Pavilion works in the Qin Empire, and it seldom goes back. The founder of the sword has no name and training. Lingxiao sword Pavilion established his clan by sword. He would rather bend than bend and die than surrender. As long as this spirit exists, the sword Pavilion will not perish even if it inevitably declines. Do you understand? "

Lin Yun, one of the most astonished, touched a great deal. He established his clan with the sword and became a man with the sword.

The sword holding elder then said, "even if it's not you today, if you were another disciple, the sword pavilion would protect him as well. If you retreat today, how can the sword Pavilion stand in the Empire. Over the years, the hunyuanzong never forget to take back the mountain gate and destroy my inheritance. Several times I was in danger, but I didn't let him succeed. That's what I relied on in Lingxiao sword Pavilion. "

"I see."

Lin Yun nodded, not much.

"Well, that's it. However, the treasure you handed in today is too big. I can't do it any more. I have to go back to the sect and ask Mei to protect Dharma before making a decision. "

The sword holding elder pondered: "don't worry, the clan will not let you suffer."

"Don't worry. I'll go down first."

Looking at Lin Yun's leaving figure, the sword holding elder's face shows a gratifying look. This Lin Yun's character is really good.

It's no wonder that the plum protector and the pavilion owner can see so many treasures at the same time. If they say they take them out, they will take them out.

I'm afraid it's also saved a point, in return for the family to protect his comprehensive benefaction. Among them, a group of people are not in vain.

The elders on the scene all have some feelings. If they were to be, they might not have such determination as Lin Yun.

With so many treasures, who dares to say that he has not moved a snack?

In the desolate wasteland, all the other clans have left.

But Lingxiao sword Pavilion must not be able to start. In case of so many casualties, it is necessary to take a day off.

If possible, the longer the rest time, the better.

But this place obviously can't stay for a long time, can only rest for a day and return to the ancestral home quickly, in order to avoid a long night's dream.

In the dead of the night, the heavy wind and snow during the day had stopped for a long time.

This snow comes and goes quickly.

In his own camp, Lin Yun sits cross legged and heals with Zhenyuan.

The ferocious blade on the chest is not so lethal. What is really fatal is the intention of the knife implied in the wound.

The idea of this Dao is mixed with Zhenyuan, a master of purple mansion realm. It's very hard to erase it.

Among them, there is a certain, Lin Yun in the Xuanwu realm, difficult to understand the will entangled in it, with his true yuan can not compete.

Fortunately, the elder with the sword dispelled the intention of the sword for him, otherwise it would be very difficult for him.

At present, the ferocious and terrible wound can be recovered in three days with Lin Yun's body. It's just that the overdraft is too much in this war. It will take some time to get back to the top.

Outside the camp tent came the sound of footsteps.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, but it was Wang Zheng and Tang Tong's senior brothers, who came to care about his injury.

They are all classmates, and they are acquainted with him. There is no reason not to visit.After learning that Lin Yun's injury was ok, several people relaxed and chatted at will.

Chatting and chatting, they talked about the first World War in the daytime.

Five bloody battles, Tang Tong and others entered the sect for such a long time, and never experienced such a huge scene.

Fortunately, it survived in the end.

Looking back, including Lin Yun, in fact, they were all fighting with the heart of death at that time.

When talking about Liu Yue's appearance, several people also feel that Liu Yue is not too bad after all.

Lin Yun thinks about it for a while. He has a deep resentment with her, and the other party doesn't really press him with Shence camp.

It shows that they are not really evil minded people.

Otherwise, in her position, it would not be difficult to instigate the senior management of Shence camp to do it by themselves.

"What are you talking about? So happy."

Xinyan lifted the curtain of the camp and walked in with a smile. Several people got up in a hurry.

"Elder martial sister, let's talk about Liu Yue, why she pulls a sword Pavilion at the critical moment."

Wang Zhan was quite honest, he said carelessly.

Tang Tong grinned bitterly on his face and said in his heart that he was afraid it would be bad.

Sure enough, Xinyan said with a smile: "it's not because our younger martial brother has great charm. The hero saves the beauty, and the beauty falls in love with her. Girls, who can't be so careful. Besides, our younger martial brother is really charming. "

Lin Yun was dumbfounded and did not say much.

Know elder martial sister and Liu Yue, old resentment quite a lot, won't put down easily.

"All right, let's go down. I'll wrap the wound for younger martial brother."

Xin Yan eye wave flows, chuckle gently way, can see don't care too much about Liu Yue's matter.

"Good."

Several people, especially Wang Zhan, blinked at Lin Yun to express their regret.

Soon, only Lin Yun and Xin Yan are left alone in the camp.

"You take it off yourself or I will take it off."

Xinyan a pair of eyes, water flow, enchanting soul, Ying Ying a smile, that kind of momentum from the shop, the United States is a little difficult to resist.

Lin Yun knew that the elder martial sister was teasing him again and said with a smile, "I will come by myself."

At the moment, he is not affectable. He takes off his coat and reveals his half body full of new injuries.

In addition to the ferocious wound on his chest, there were many scars, large and small, left by his fighting with others.

Many of them were not dry and scarred.

Xinyan's charming face, smile convergence, she spread out her hand, palm appeared a drop of shimmering water. This is the water of Taiyin. It's the martial spirit of elder martial sister Xinyan. It's very effective for healing wounds.

Can not be used indiscriminately, once used, it will take a long time to recover.

No more words, Xinyan first with the water of the Taiyin, will Lin Yun large and small wounds washed again.

Then he took out the gauze which had been soaked in the spirit liquid and bound Lin Yun carefully with a serious and meticulous look.

Speaking of, Xinyan is also Lingxiao sword Pavilion, recognized as the first beauty.

She is charming and graceful, even without saying a word. A little lack of concentration makes it difficult to maintain and fantasize.

At present, she is busy in front of her body and breathes out her breath.

Lin Yun's heart is not a lot of miscellaneous thoughts, nor lust, he is not a saint.

However, he can clearly feel that the feelings between Xinyan and his former sister are not lovers, but relatives. Similar to her, they are deeper than her.

He cherishes this friendship and hopes to keep it if he can.

"Sister Xinyan, I originally intended to give it to you. But look at the elder martial brother. You can use it easily and give it to him on the spot. "

How many silent topics, Lin two people provoked embarrassment.

Xinyan said with a smile at will: "ha ha, the same, his sword will guard me anyway, elder sister doesn't care."

"However, I don't think the elder martial brother is very happy. Does he have another treasure?"

"Oh, yes. In front of you, you have to look like a senior brother. On the way I came, I saw him dancing a sword. After seeing me, I quickly hid myself. I didn't care at that time. Now I hear that you are going to give it to me. I'm afraid I'll rob him of it. "

Xinyan said with a smile, "don't look at my brother's solemnity. In fact, I have a lot of heart. I can rob him. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Lin Yun smiles, "of course not."

"I think so, but you still have to give me one later, or I might snatch it one day."

"Yes."

"It's not fun to promise too soon."

Xinyan covers her mouth and smiles, then reaches out green onion jade finger, a little in the heart of Lin Yunmei.

A soft smile appeared on his face: "OK, little guy, you should have a good sleep first."

Not waiting for Lin Yun to react, the soft light blooms on Xinyan, and a warm feeling rushes into Lin Yun's body along the elder martial sister's fingertips.For a moment, all the wounds that hurt when I moved all over my body stopped.

Body unprecedented relaxed down, sleepy from all directions, elder martial sister shrouded in the light, gradually blurred.

Lin Yun closed his eyes and slowly fell down.

Xinyan takes back her fingers, the light on her body dissipates, her face looks pale and looks at Lin Yun, who is sleeping.

His face returned to his usual cold appearance, covered the quilt for him, and solidified his sleeping face for a long time.

After making sure he really fell asleep, he left slowly.

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