Early in the morning, Lin Qian woke up to the smell of porridge. He was moved and pitiful to want Yin'er to stop being busy, but as he got closer, he realized that this porridge was the smell he was most familiar with. He had been there since he was a child.

When I was eating my favorite Laba porridge, my steps suddenly stopped and I felt mixed feelings.

"This is……"

"I learned this from my mother earlier. If you don't cook it, you will become unfamiliar."

It had been several months since Hu Shuiling passed away. During these months, he had been fighting without sleep. On the contrary, Yin'er had painstakingly explored her way of cooking porridge... Because the taste of the porridge had hardly changed, he felt that his mother was still not far away from him.

However, how can the taste of this porridge remain unchanged? It has been passed down from bottomless maternal love to unforgettable love.

His mother and Yin'er have something in common. They are both the most important women in his life. One is a husband among women, and the other is a hero among women.

"It's just regret that I can't be filial to her in this life." After Lin Qian finished drinking the Laba porridge, he thought of the scenes of the Hanyan incident, until the moment of regret in the dark night... The intersection between himself and his mother was so short, and they were so close to each other.

There is so little understanding.

Neither Lin Qian nor Yin'er can fulfill their filial piety in this life. However, Lin Qian can realize the wishes of Lin Chujiang and Hu Shuiling, and Yin'er will definitely be able to accomplish everything that Wanyan Yonglian and Liu Yue cannot accomplish... that is, the prosperity of the rebel army.

Prosperity with the Jin and Song dynasties.

"Yin'er, I lost my mother and it hurt my heart. You lost your mother and you are helpless. I won't let Mengmeng and his younger brothers and sisters suffer the same as you and me." Lin Qian touched Yin'er's cheek.

So said Cheek, he would not let the calves suffer from him, so he would never let them lose their mother.

Yin'er was stunned and realized that Qian was most afraid of losing her, so it was normal for him to be careless about her before. He always had a clear understanding of the overall situation and was calm at all times. Only when it came to her would he become confused and unfounded.

But at that time, he was a real and complete Lin Qian.

"With you here, nothing would have happened. Besides, my life was obtained by Qingfeng, Lan Daxia, my mother, and many, many others. I must live well." Yin'er smiled and touched it.

The wound on his chest, "You must also promise me that you must also cherish yourself."

"Definitely." This injury is the same as Xu Yuan's injury. It cannot be healed no matter what. The difference is that Xu Yuan doesn't want to recover, but he is forced to recover - it's just right and he goes into battle, and he goes into battle and gets injured again. The cycle

Back and forth.

From April to the present, although the fighting has gradually become less frequent and all soldiers have been diverted, the number of masters left by Jin Fang to Lin Qian has not decreased but increased, not weakened but strengthened.

Who taught him that he deservedly "shocked the river with a sword" in the battle of the maze? Even Wanyan Yonglian himself never left Tai'an, and the meaning was obvious.

Yue Li and Qi Liangchen have both been fighting recently, and Wanyan Yonglian is about to fight. Lin Qian thought that with his current level, he couldn't defeat these three people even if he was opportunistic. These three people were all left behind.

The battle in the labyrinth had taught Lin Qian how superb their martial arts were. Fortunately, these battles in the past half month had been fought on horseback in front of the formation. Otherwise, Lin Qian's actual level was still lower than Sima Long's high wind and thunder.

will be their opponent.

Even so, Lin Qian was still injured a lot under the hands of Qi Liangchen and Yue Li.

The more you get hurt, the more you fight, and the more you fight, the stronger you get.

As a pure warrior, he naturally wanted to overturn the situation with them.

The wind is like an arrow, and the moon is like a drill.

It was night outside the city of Jinan. The Drinking Hate Sword and the Nine Heavenly Sword encountered each other again, and the duel continued for a day. After night fell, the Song and Jin Dynasties continued to fight with torches, and the lights were brightly lit. The night was like day. In two hundred rounds,

At this moment, Yue Li finally took Lin Qian and himself away from the war horse. All the people on the wall of the village were sweating for Lin Qian.

However, losing lawlessness does not mean that Lin Qian is doomed! Yin'er has said before that the situation will push a person to the edge, but the situation may make that person practice faster to avoid the fire demon... Just

At this moment, amidst the fierce sound of war drums, I could only see Lin Qian's figure shuttling like lightning through the layers of sword shadows and dead ends, and counterattacking again and again out of Wanren Mountain, with great momentum, and a knife that seemed to have life.

...His face is as calm and composed as ever. (To be continued...)
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