She drifted to the stones in the distance with a stern face, not wanting to talk to Lin Yun.

This fool!

I was so injured just now and was still showing off my power. Do you really think that I would not die?

This emperor won’t help you, never!!

Xiao Bingfeng's eyes were slightly red, and she lowered her head and didn't want to speak.

This girl... has a temper again.

Lin Yun sighed in his heart, glanced at the little thief cat, and the other party immediately ran over.

Seeing this, Hei Xiaohu also ran over.

But the Emperor was really uncomfortable and buried his head between his legs, and no one ignored him.

"Senior Brother Lin, who is this little girl?"

Chen Ling asked weakly in his ear.

Lin Yun said: "Stop asking, she can hear whatever you say. If you make her angry, I can't protect you. Without her action, the demon-patterned tiger can hammer you to death."

Chen Ling was startled and didn't dare to ask more questions.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to heal his wounds.

While healing his wounds, he was also recalling the process of fighting with Jiang Tong.

The two of them did not use much martial arts when they fought, they were just testing, and the other party did not take any real action.

But Lin Yun used the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron!

The gap in the dragon's original is indeed not easy to make up. If you use a sword, the result may be better.

But the four swords of Fenghuo Lei Ice were just small successes, and the emperor had no intention of giving him evil spirits. It was still a bit unlucky to fight.

The real killer move is the Supreme God pattern in the Supreme Dragon Fist and the Zi Yuan sword box.

At the critical moment, the original divine pattern on the Qinglong divine bone must also be used to risk it.

There is still a chance of winning, but the premise of all this is based on the situation where other new stars on the blacklist do not take action.

When Lin Yun opened his eyes again, it was already dark.

All his injuries were recovered, and Long Yuan, blood and energy, and physical body returned to the peak, and the purple gold dragon pattern was restored.

Lin Yun glanced at him and Xiao Bingfeng seemed to be asleep.

"Senior Brother."

Chen Ling was on the side.

Lin Yun, who wanted to sneak away, was stopped by Chen Ling, and the other party's eyes were firm and extremely persistent.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, you can follow me, but after you really do it, you must leave."

"Um."

Chen Ling nodded.

"Let's go, go to the Hanshui Pond!" Lin Yun's eyes flashed with cold light and he pondered.

"Lin Yun, you can leave, leave the Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute!"

Just as he was about to leave, the emperor stood up on a huge rock in the distance and said expressionlessly: "Your musical method is taught by me, and I will not allow you to use it."

Lin Yun felt bitter in his heart, and the emperor seemed to be really angry.

The evil spirit did not take the initiative to give him the evil spirit, and he wanted to leave the purple jade divine bamboo flute, which was his killer move to fight against the young man of the bone flute.

His musical method is not as good as that of the young man in the bone flute. Without the young man in the bone flute, it is probably even more difficult to deal with it.

Lin Yun took out the purple jade divine bamboo flute, he took a deep breath, and then said, "You know, if you make a request, I will definitely not reject you."

"I will know naturally."

Xiao Bingfeng's expression was calm, and she reached out to hold the purple jade bamboo flute from the air, feeling uncomfortable.

Of course she knew what Lin Yun was thinking!

Lin Yun left straight away. He knew that the emperor cared about his safety, but for this trip... he had a reason to have to go.

Can new stars on the blacklist run rampant?

Lin Yun was too lazy to take care of the killing of disciples from other sects, and Lin Yun was determined to take care of the killing of disciples from the Sword Sect.

As long as he is a disciple of Yaoguang one day, even if he leaves the Sword Sect in the future, he will never sit idly by.

The lives of disciples of the Sword Sect must be repaid with blood, and no one is exceptional.

"Scumbag, I don't allow you to leave!"

Xiao Bingfeng bit her lip and said in a crying voice, with a trace of mist transformed from tears hidden in her beautiful eyes.

"You don't understand, I have a reason to go."

Lin Yun did not turn around and continued to walk forward.

asshole!

Xiao Bingfeng was in tears, why didn’t I understand, but you understand what I was thinking.

Even if all the people from the Quanjian Sect die, what do you have to do with me? This emperor only cares about your life and death!!

Under the night, Lin Yun kept walking without stopping.

But when the sound of the flute sounded, I couldn't help but turn around, and the moonlight fell on Xiao Bingfeng through the thick fog.

The little thief cat and the demon-patterned tiger were driven away by her, so she stood quietly on the stone and played the long flute in front of the moonlight.

Her loneliness for hundreds of thousands of years seemed to have turned into silver hair, with silver hair reaching her waist, and she drifted like a waterfall behind her. A hundred thousand years of loneliness for thousands of years turned into silver hair, thousands of threads, and was tied to only one person's heart.

Lin Yun withdrew his gaze and walked further and further along with Xiao Sheng.
Chapter completed!