my infinite personality

"So my name is Li Lin? This is a new achievement." With a little confused words, the new Li Lin appeared in simple clothes, and he seemed to be living in an ancient society.

The newly-appeared Li Lin is obviously more unfamiliar than other Li Lins. It is a bit similar to Ghost Slayer Li Lin, but it is different from Ghost Slayer Li Lin who only entered after a big chapter. He joined halfway.

The new Li Lin, or the swordsman Li Lin, comes from a world of martial arts, a familiar world of martial arts.

Datang Shuanglong Biography!

But no, everyone suddenly found something wrong in the memory of swordsman Li Lin.

"This Li Shimin looks like a Hong Kong cartoon, and Yang Lin, the backer king, you are a mixed world."

In the memory of the swordsman Li Lin, Li Shimin was an extremely burly and strong man, and his aura was exactly the same as that of the One Piece King Li Lin.

Yes, in the memory of the swordsman Li Lin, everyone found something wrong, that is, some characters were not from the Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, and some were said to be Tang, or even Weilong of the Tang Dynasty.

For example, the bearded guest, Li Jing and Hong Fu Nu of the Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust, Li Shimin in the version of the Great Tang Veyron, Kong Konger, the master thief, and Li Yuanba, who pulls mountains and rivers...

Li Jing, who relied on hard work with seven points in one hand, fought as a small soldier, like chopping melons and vegetables.

"It's another very troublesome world. I just hope you don't go to the Longevity Realm or ascend after you are broken, otherwise it will be difficult." Mechanical Heavenly Dao Li Lin said.

"If it's what it should be, this sword can't be bent." Swordsman Li Lin said.

This is the first time for swordsman Li Lin to know that his name is Li Lin. He has always called himself Dugu Jian.

As a newcomer, Wei came out of the Goguryeo battlefield with a sword in his hands; there was only one thing on his body, only the inner lining with the word Dugu written on it.

Since then, swordsman Li Lin has called himself Dugu Jian and embarked on a journey of fighting in the rivers and lakes.

In this life, live by the sword and die by the sword.

But this time Li Lin was awakened and entered the personality space under the pursuit of the enemy.

"The person who chased me was the Shadow Assassin." Datang Li Lin said.

"Why hunt you down?" Li Lin asked.

"Killing people, killing people, this is Jianghu." Datang Li Lin said flatly.

"Well, I still can't understand the ideas of you Jianghu people." Li Lin said badly.

"But today, I have a big announcement."

Accompanied by Li Lin's high-spirited appearance, Li Lin was quite puzzled.

Isn't his world a world of urban civil servants and pure women?What can happen?

"Could it be..." Li Lin suddenly thought of the Mechanical Heavenly Dao.

"That's right, my world has been restarted. It's like sacrificing a Flash to restart the universe. My world has just experienced a restart because of too many bugs." Li Lin said.

Because the bug is so big that almost everyone starts to realize that something is wrong. When Li Lin was sipping tea and fishing in the workplace, he found that everything around him was like the snowflake screen of an old-fashioned TV, and it started to collapse. .

At that time, Li Lin was almost scared to pee, he is just an ordinary person, okay, his mother is still alive and well.Fortunately, after a while, everything returned to normal.

But some people disappear forever.

"So, are those stars all pure girls again?" Daily Li Lin said in a swaying manner.

"The problem is that my memory is still stuck in the past, and it takes time to adapt, and after this change, my identity has also been washed into the social animal of a private company." Li Lin was almost desperate.

What a cruel admission ratio, he finally became a public servant serving the people.

Thinking that he had to take the exam again, Li Lin exuded a gloomy aura.

"So I would like to ask that big guy to remember all of our Li Lin's memories, and request to download past exam questions from the cloud." Li Lin looked at Mechanical Heavenly Dao Li Lin and Matrix Li Lin.

But the two said that they didn't have this kind of fun at all, it was too low-level.

"Unexpectedly, some people are actually me." Taoist Li Lin suddenly appeared.

"Why do you want that thing?" Other Li Lin asked curiously.

"Because I'm rebelling. Although a lot of what you see are praises, there are still some dry goods. The earlier the age, the more dry goods." Taoist Li Lin said.

Those things, talking about picking gold out of shit, are all praises!

Chapter 440 Dugu....Sword!

Chapter 450 Chapter 440 Eight Dugu....Sword!

The cold wind is like a knife, the earth is the cutting board, and all living beings are regarded as fish.

Thousands of miles of flying snow, turning the sky into a furnace, melting everything into silver.

The snow is coming, and the wind is still uncertain. A carriage comes from the north. The rolling wheels crush the ice and snow on the ground, but they cannot crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.

She was dressed in a plain yellow robe and a light green shawl. She didn't apply any makeup, but she looked a thousand times better than any heavy makeup. She stretched her long legs as far as possible on the soft mink fur. Although the car was very warm and comfortable, But the journey is too long.

But Shang Xiufang doesn't feel lonely, on the contrary, this kind of loneliness can make her think better about how to make a better song, humming a cheerful unnamed tune, Shang Xiufang's beautiful eyes are lightly closed, and the tune she hums changes back and forth.

But simply being in the car could no longer satisfy her mood, so she asked Elder Zheng to stop the carriage and walked out of the warm carriage.

Snowflakes fell on the plain yellow robe, and the cold wind made her beautiful face flushed.

Her body already felt the biting cold, her face was flushed from the cold, and her body was covered with snowflakes, but she didn't feel cold at all.

Because she is immersed in this silver-white scenery, pure white snow, silent rocks...the hair that is so casually tied on the head without any hairpins is so pure and beautiful that it is fascinating.

"It's getting dark, and the road is not peaceful, miss, you should go back soon!" Old Zheng said warmly.

Mr. Zheng is very old, and the corners of his eyes are covered with wrinkles from vicissitudes of life, but his hand for waving the whip is still steady, and the horse walking on the official road is even more steady and straight, like the spine of a sword straight.

Hearing Elder Zheng's persuasion, Shang Xiufang turned around slowly and was about to return to the car, but the moment she lowered her head, she found that there was actually a line of footprints beside the rut, coming here alone from the far north, and walking forward alone .

"In this kind of weather, I don't think there are people who have to run around and suffer in the ice and snow. I think he must be a very lonely and poor person." Shang Xiufang sighed.

The carriage was still moving forward slowly and steadily, like a person walking on flat ground, without any bumps at all.

The snow finally stopped, but the cold air between the sky and the earth became heavier, and the loneliness became stronger. Fortunately, there was a sound of human footsteps in the wind here.

Although this sound was much softer than the sound of horseshoes, it was the sound Shang Xiufang was looking forward to, so no matter how soft it was, she would never miss it.

So she raised the ermine curtain and pushed open the window.

Immediately he saw the lonely figure walking ahead.

This person walked very slowly, but he never stopped. Although he heard the hissing of the bell and horse, he never turned his head!He neither brought an umbrella nor a hat, and the melted snow and ice flowed down his face and down his neck, and he was only wearing a very thin piece of clothing.

But his back is still straight, his body is like iron, ice, snow, severe cold, tiredness, fatigue, hunger, all can't make him yield.

Nothing can make him succumb!

Shang Xiufang didn't see his face until the carriage came to the front.

At first glance, what Shang Xiufang felt was cold, cold mountains, cold water, cold clouds, trees and rocks.Not only cold, but also lonely.A kind of loneliness that is cold into the blood and into the bone marrow.

A kind of indifference that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but it has a kind of murderous intent.

And his face was very white, neither pale nor pale, but a crystal clear and lustrous color like white jade.His eyes were not pitch black, but they were terribly bright, like two cold stars.

The eyes of this man are swords, a sword that has already begun to strike.

Shang Xiufang wants to know the story of this person.

"Get in the car, I'll drive you for a while." Wu Nong said softly, although there was no hint of charm in the words, they were intoxicating enough.

In Jianghu, almost no one can refuse Master Shang's invitation. To be more precise, if they can be alone with Master Shang, those aspiring young people in Jianghu would dare to steal jade seals from Yang Guang's dragon boat.

Who knew that the young man didn't even look at her, and he didn't stop in his footsteps, as if he didn't hear anyone talking at all.

"Are you deaf?" Shang Xiufang asked again.

Suddenly, the young man's hand clenched the sword at his waist, Zheng Lao's whip-wielding hand paused for a moment, and then swung it down again.

"So you are not deaf, my name is Shang Xiufang, and I want to give you a gift." Shang Xiufang said.

Shang Xiufang is very rich, or if she wants money, Chang'an can be filled with people who give her money.

"I have no money," said the young man.

"Since it's a gift, you don't need to pay." Shang Xiufang smiled lightly, her eyes curved like crescent moons.

"It's not something I bought myself, I never want...have I made my words clear enough?" the young man said.

"It's clear enough." Shang Xiufang said. "But I still want to send it."

She originally thought that this young man must have experienced many vicissitudes, but who would have thought that his words were so naive and honest.

Shang Xiufang's mood jumped up, she had seen too many people of all kinds, but there were very few such innocent people.

Shang Xiufang's words made the young man frown again. There has never been a good thing without a reason in this world. When he came to this world, he understood that the only thing worth relying on in this world is a sword, a sword that can kill.

And, he really has no money.

Suddenly, Mr. Zheng's carriage slowed down, because he had already arrived in the town, the people in the town were busy, there were still steaming steamed buns just out of the cage, there were children playing with windmills, and the old woman with a hunched body... ..a happy scene.

And there were two people standing in front of the carriage like this, and the two figures were blown up by the wind like snowflakes.

Both of them were wearing bright red cloaks and wide-brimmed snow hats on their heads. They were almost the same shape and height.

Shang Xiufang sighed softly, because trouble is coming.

"But everyone's carriage?"

"My master is here to invite you."

The two spoke in unison, and their exposed eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes.

"What if I don't want to go?" Shang Xiufang said.

The two didn't speak, but their eyes were fixed on Shang Xiufang's face like poisonous snakes, that greedy and sinister expression already showed everything.

"How many taels of silver are your heads worth?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, the young man's face and head were covered with ice chips, but his body was still straight, as straight as a javelin.

"Why do you want their heads?" Shang Xiufang looked at the young man and asked with some interest.

The young man didn't answer, and the two were already angry.

"You want our heads?" the man in black on the right said.

"I just want to know how much it is worth, because I want to sell it to you," said the young man.

"Sell it to us?" the man in black on the left was surprised.

Such words made Zheng Lao laugh, he hadn't seen such an interesting person for a long time, and Shang Xiufang also laughed.

"It turned out to be an idiot who wanted a hero to save the beauty." The man in black on the left said.

"My head is hard to buy." The man in black on the right said.

The words of the two made the young man silent for a long time, as if he was in some kind of embarrassing situation, and his face seemed to be thinking about something.

"Then can I sell their heads to you?" the young man asked Shang Xiufang.

"Boy, Miss doesn't collect trash, but if you kill them, I'll give you a tael of silver." Mr. Zheng has seen too many such things, because there will always be such idiots, and there are such people who want to be heroes. The young knight who saved the beauty.

"Okay, just one tael of silver."

Slowly pulling out their long swords, the two men in black looked at the long sword in the young man's hand. The thick back and long blade of the sword did not look like the swords used by people in the Jianghu.

"Kill someone? With this sword, who can you kill?" The man in black on the right laughed dumbly.

This kind of standard long sword in the army is used by those reckless men in the army, how can it be their opponents in the world.

"you!"

Before the words were finished, the sword stabbed out, straight as a young man's waist, but it was so close that it couldn't be improved.

In the air, there was only a flash of white light, and the sword was already inserted between the eyebrows of the man in black on the right. No one could clearly see how his sword pierced between the eyebrows of the man in black.

No blood is shed, because the blood has not yet shed.

The man in black on the right looked up with unbelievable eyes, and the sword was being inserted into his head.

"Good sword!"

He drew his sword out, and the man in black on the right screamed, blood rushed to the top of the sky, fell to the ground and died, and the bright red dyed the silver snow red.

"You, you, you!!!" The man in black on the left was fighting with his right hand on the long sword at his waist, but he didn't dare to pull it out.

"One tael of silver." Li Lin retracted his sword and looked at Mr. Zheng.

"You really just killed him for a tael of silver?" Elder Zheng opened his eyes wide.