Sun in the Star Iron, my marshal mother

only...

"Master, you are still a wanted criminal by the Ten Kings Division. According to the law, you should be imprisoned by the judge and tried later..."

Jing Yuan originally said that he could open a back door for Jing Liu, as long as she was a little more restrained and didn't make things too big and end badly.

But when Jingliu heard Jingyuan's words, he directly grabbed Lin En's hand beside him and placed it on his snow-white neck.

Jing Yuan: "?"

As Jing Yuan's expression became increasingly tense, Jing Liu leaned against Lin En's arms and said seriously:

"Well, now I have been captured by the judge of the Ten Kings Division."

Lin En also cooperated and put on a serious expression, and said to Jing Yuan seriously:

“General, the criminal Jingliu is now in the custody of Judge Lin En of the Ten Kings Division, and I’m going to escort her back to the palace!

The Ten Kings' Office is not subject to interference from the authorities of the mortal world, so please step aside, General."

Jing Yuan: “6”

Although Jing Yuan felt that he should have gotten used to Lin En's temper a long time ago, when their identities were swapped and he suddenly became Lin En's apprentice, he suddenly had a different feeling when he saw this guy being so shameless.

No, I'm going to send the director's cut of Lin Enen's dark history to Marshal Hua when I get home tonight. Fu Xuan can't control this guy anymore, so I have to call Marshal Hua over to discipline Lin En!

Lin En had no idea that Jing Yuan could be so despicable. Not wanting to be disturbed any further, he turned around and walked into his own door with Jing Liu.

"Women's shoes."

As soon as he entered the room, Jing Liu keenly noticed several pairs of small shoes on the shoe cabinet.

"You have a beautiful girl hidden in your golden house, no wonder you didn't come to find me.

It seems that I came back at the wrong time..."

"No, you came back just in time."

Lynn explained carefully,

"I wanted to look for you, but there was no trace of you. Finally I thought of letting you find me through my message. That's why I made that video."

"is it?"

Jing Liu's enchanting blood-moon eyes narrowed slightly.

“I saw it in your first video.

Is that your clothing she is wearing?"

"Tell me, how long have you known each other?"

"At most, less than five years."

"What about us?"

Jing Liu's voice trembled slightly, her evil spirit had not yet subsided.

"For me, one hundred years."

Lin En raised his head and looked into Jing Liu's trembling bloodshot eyes:

"For you, one thousand seven hundred years."

A time span so exaggerated that it seems fake.

Whenever he thought of this, Lin En felt deeply sorry for Jing Liu.

To Jingliu, even the most fair time in the world is fair.

For him, the simulation of the memory world happened not long ago, and he knew very well that he would eventually meet Jingliu again, so his wait was neither long nor lonely.

But mirror flow is different.

She didn't even know that she was still alive. She had been struggling alone in loneliness and sorrow for 1,700 years. There was no future in her eyes, only a past that she kept forgetting and sinking into, dragging her into the abyss of evil from which there was no escape.

But even so, she did not choose to forget herself, she still loved herself.

This was the first time that Lynn truly felt the heaviness of emotion.

"I'm sorry, you've suffered so much over the past thousand years."

Lin En sighed sadly, but Jing Liu did not show any melancholy at all.

"I don't want your apology."

Jingliu took a step closer to Lin En.

"Is my thousand years of waiting all I can get in return is a simple apology from you?"

Lin En was stunned by the angry questioning from the woman in front of him.

Then, he simply opened his arms and hugged her, without any romantic intentions, but just wanted to bring even a little warmth to her icy body.

"Your demonic body..."

He was blessed with abundance and was originally a member of the Immortal Boat. Just by hugging Lin En, he could sense the chaotic vitality in the mirror fluid. His five meridians were not in harmony and the devil was deeply rooted. It seemed as if he could fall into the devil's body from which there was no escape at any time.

Jing Liu leaned in Lin En's arms and said coldly:

"I have been wandering on the edge of the demonic world for nearly a thousand years. As long as there is no sudden chaos or the reappearance of Luohou's disaster, I can naturally control myself."

“But there are still hidden dangers.”

With a light sigh, Lin En cut his index finger with his fingernail and pressed the bleeding fingertip on Jing Liu's thin lips.

It also makes a streak of vermilion moisten the lips.

"I'll cure you."

Lin En said firmly:

"Although this power can only temporarily alleviate your symptoms, I will definitely heal you one day."

When Lin En was on the verge of death, it was the girl who cut her wrist and used her blood to save him from death. Today, Lin En also wanted to use the same method to help Jing Liu suppress the evil spirit.

But he seemed to have forgotten another very important thing.

His blood carries more than just the healing power of [Abundance].

It also carries the power of joy.

"Curing the demonic body is not what I desire."

Before he could react, Lin En's back had already hit the blanket in the entrance hall, and Jing Liu, who had pushed him to the ground, leaned over and sat on Lin En's waist, his eyes glowing red.

"Master...I have waited for you for so long, so long that I almost forgot about you."

As she murmured this, her slender jade fingers had already reached into Lin En's clothes through the hole left by the Tanhua sword.

Then, tear it hard!

No matter how good the cloth is, it cannot withstand the power of a top swordsman who is aiming to conquer the Luofu Immortal Boat.

When cold fingers brushed across his chest, Lin En's eyes suddenly widened.

That’s not right. He is obviously the master, so why is he down there at this moment?

Oh no, I met the evil disciple of jockey Mee Zu!

"Master, do you know what I regret most these years?"

Jingliu tore off Lin En's tattered clothes one by one, as if he was peeling off the delicate packaging of a delicacy.

At the same time, he leaned over to his ear and breathed hotly,

"I regret my cowardice back then... We've been together for a whole hundred years, but I missed opportunities again and again because I stuck to useless rules. I didn't even take that step until you disappeared from my sight!

And this time, I won't back down!

No matter what, I won’t!”

It was impossible for Lin En to resist Jing Liu emotionally and logically, but her current appearance made him feel a little worried.

"Jingliu, are you having an attack of konjac?"

He raised his hand and touched Jingliu's cheek.

But in the next second, his wrist was grabbed. The white jade-like hand was icy cold and bound him tightly like an iron chain in a cold pond, pressing his arm directly to the ground.

"Hehe, the demonic body is acting up?

Do you think it is the demonic body that is controlling me?"

The jockey Meezu opened his enchanting red eyes and looked down at the young man beneath him, with a look of madness emerging on his beautiful face.

"It's been seven hundred years, I have been wandering on the edge of the devil for seven hundred years!

How could I be controlled by the demonic body?"

"It's me who is controlling the demonic body!"

"Why, sensei, are you scared?"

Jingliu released the hand that was pressing down on Lin En's arm, and first took off the arm armor embroidered with moon flowers, then stretched out a pair of arms as white as the moon.

"Master, we have missed so much.

A reunion after more than 1,700 years of separation, a reunion that transcends time, space, and life and death... We can't just stare at each other affectionately and admire the moon together and do nothing, right? Don't we need to make up for all the regrets we have?"

She pressed her hands on his chest with such force that her well-manicured fingertips even slightly sank into the skin, leaving blood marks on all ten fingers.

“Master, I need your response, I need your feedback, I need you… Only in this way can I truly feel your presence.

Only in this way can I feel... that I still exist."

Mirror Ryu's monologue whispered in my ears.

I wonder what else Lin En can say in this situation.

He and Jingliu have a lot to make up for, a full one thousand seven hundred years...how many days and moons will it take to make up for it.

Even if there is plenty of abundance, I'm afraid I'll die of exhaustion, right?

Lynn had a very subtle idea.

Jing Liu, who kept saying that he was controlling Mo Yin, had actually already fallen into a state of konjac pleasure, with messy and chaotic thoughts floating in his mind.

But Mirror Stream did not try to identify or catch them.

Instead, he focused all his attention on the person in front of him.

Only the lover in front of you is the only reality in the world, everything else is nothing!

But under this cold moon, an unexpected sound of footsteps broke the silence of the night.

Then, there was the subtle click of a key being inserted into the door lock.

265. Mirror Flow: So this is the master's strongest swordsmanship/Tingyun? Irrelevant 4k

Before nightfall.

While Lin En captured Blade and Silver Wolf in Youxiating, the train squad also successfully brought Kafka to justice.

Although Kafka was completely trapped.

At this point, all the Star Core Hunters who came to Luofu were captured, marking the greatest humiliating defeat in the history of the Star Core Hunters since their founding.

Elio: Shame on you!

Shame on you!

But after all, this is actually part of his script. Although there is a slight deviation due to the intervention of a bull warrior who does not want to reveal his name, it is generally harmless.

Kafka was captured by Xing as planned, but Xing wanted to take her back to warm his bed. Fortunately, Fu Xuan arrived in time and pressed Kafka to Taibusi, and used the Qiongguan formation to figure out the purpose of the Star Core Hunter.

"...You know, Xing, even the "Star God" can be killed."

In a private conversation with Xing, Kafka told two ways to kill the Star God, but when Xing asked about the third way, she did not answer. She looked into the distance as if she had foreseen the future.

"...Wait a minute, it should be about time."

Xing, confused, followed Kafka's gaze and looked towards the distant Jianmu ruins.

But nothing happened.