Lin Yi's remarks immediately made everyone in the tent convinced.

Lin Xiaoya no longer blames Lin Yi, Li Jiale no longer complains about Lin Yi, and Lu Fangliang's face also eased a lot.

Bai Wuji sat on the chair with peace of mind, carrying the wine gourd, and drank two sips of the old wine with a smile.

Lin Zheng and Lin Xiu looked at each other and smiled, both of them could see the feeling of relief in each other's eyes.

Shangguan Song came to Lin Yi, punched him gently, and scolded, "Lin Yi, you are so cunning, I figured it out. You will only be your friend in this life, and you will never be your enemy. I find that being your enemy is so unlucky."

Lin Yi looked at him angrily, smiled bitterly, sighed, and said, "How could you say that you are like a broom star?"

Shangguan Song was originally just a joke, but it felt inexplicably in Yun Qingshan’s ears.

His eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked at Lin Yi silently, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Liu Fengwu let out a long sigh and sat in the corner without saying a word.

Although she was Lin Yi's playmate when she was a child, she should have a close relationship with Lin Yi, but she found that the relationship between everyone and Lin Yi seemed to be more intimate than her in the entire big tent.

Yunyue also remained silent. She knew that with her father's stubborn personality, she would never let Lin Yi go, but she was helpless.

Alas! It’s all my fault for talking nonsense. When the war comes, I must remind Lin Yi that it’s better to hide from his father in the future.

Not long after, a cloud of dust broke out in the eastern sky.

Someone came to the tent to report that tens of thousands of people came from the east to help.

Lin Yi asked Bai Wuji, the two elders of the Lin clan, Shangguan Xuaner sisters, and Yun Qingshan to calm down and hide in the tent and never leave.

He took Li Jiale, Lu Fangliang and others out of the tent and came to the camp to look at the eastern sky.

I saw a torrent of black iron running wildly from the east sky!

In the torrent, there were heavy war horses, fire dragon horses, three lions, and three-eyed demon wolf. A large group of mixed teams of major sects were storming and were rushing towards the Mosuo Temple.

"Three brother, another group of peach pickers came running!" Li Jiale said angrily.

"We might as well dig a hole immediately, bury lime powder and caltrops in the hole, prick their mounts to blind their eyes!" Lin Xiaoya said with gritted teeth.

Yun Yue smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Xiaoya sister has so many bad ideas. Where did she learn it? Could it be that she learned it from Lin Yi, right?"

Lin Xiaoya curled her mouth and said with a smirk: "What to learn? I am called self-learning without a teacher."

The torrent of black iron was getting closer and closer, Shangguan Song and Liu Fengwu both became nervous, and everyone's eyes were all looking at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's face was still as calm as usual. He said lightly: "Watch the changes, maybe the arrival of these people is a good thing for us."

"What a good thing?" everyone asked in unison.

Lin Yi smiled faintly and said, "Keep confidential."

"cut!"

This time, Lin Yi was despised by everyone.

However, Lin Yi did not realize that he was despised at all. He looked at the torrent of black iron that was getting closer and closer, and was quickly planning his mind.

Soon, Lin Yi made up his mind, since you all came up to grab peaches, let you all taste the hard bone on the top of the mountain.

Next, Lin Yi gave Li Jiale, Shangguan Song and others a while, and everyone immediately cheered up and ran to various camps to pass Lin Yi's orders to each barracks.

After a moment, the atmosphere of the entire camp changed drastically.

The team, which was disciplined and energetic just moment ago, has now become a scattered general with remnants. Many soldiers bandaged their wounds, and the camp was filled with a desolate and tragic atmosphere, which made people know that they had suffered a defeat at a glance.

Li Jiale pretended to have broken his legs and lay on the stretcher, with blood and blood on his face.

Lu Fangliang was shot on the shoulder, and blood soaked his clothes.

Shangguan Song's head was covered in blood and he fainted on the ground.

Yun Yue and Liu Fengwu both also pretended to be injured to varying degrees.

Lin Xiaoya was even more exaggerated. She actually pretended to be shot blind in one eye, broke her arm, and her mouth was tilted to the side.

"Sister Xiaoya, do you dare to pretend to be fake?" Yun Yue was almost amused.

"Yes, sister Xiaoya, your look is so terrifying. Be careful not to find your husband's house in the future." Liu Fengwu joked.

"Hmph! Don't worry, auntie will pretend to be the worst. Hehe, who dares to be more miserable than me..."

Lin Yi raised his hand and slapped Lin Xiaoya on the forehead, directly slapped the girl fainted.

"Okay, you'd better be quiet for a while. I'm really worried that when those guys come over, your acting skills will be misleading." Lin Yi smiled.

Everyone around was stunned. Everyone immediately took their place. No one dared to joke around anymore. Everyone was waiting to watch the show, and no one wanted to be stunned by Lin Yi's slap.

Soon, the torrent of black iron surged near Lin Yi's camp.

This is a temporary team of dozens of aristocratic families and small sects, with about 5,000 people, all of whom were energetic and murderous intent.

An old man at the front of the team was surprised, looked at the camp behind Lin Yi, and laughed: "Lin Yi, what's wrong with your team? The entire army was wiped out? Heavy casualties?"

Lin Yi looked at him coldly and said in a cold voice: "If you don't have to worry about the head of the Zhao clan, my team is very good."

The old man is Zhao Chunqiu, the patriarch of the Zhao family in Lanstone City. He is an extremely cunning and extremely difficult guy.

Zhao Chunqiu sat on the three lions, looking down at Lin Yi, looking down at the camp behind Lin Yi. Suddenly, he reached out to Lin Yi's camp and laughed at everyone behind him, "Hahaha, have you seen it? This is the legendary mainland number one martial artist, the heroic monk who carried three thousand soldiers and horses to kill millions of demons, Lin Yi. Everyone took a good look. This is the hero you admire. You can take a good look at his bear-like appearance."

"What? He is Lin Yi, the number one martial artist in the mainland? He is so young, is it true?"

"Since the patriarch of the Zhao family said this, it must be true. I just heard that Lin Yi led three thousand soldiers to angrily kill millions of soldiers and generals of the demon clan. Look at the camp behind him with loose discipline, and then take a closer look at the group of injured and defeated generals. I think this must be hype, right?"

"That's all right? Just a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals can kill millions of demon army? I think it's pure bragging!"

Zhao Chunqiu and Qin Dingmao, the head of the Qin clan in Lanshi City, led a group of mobs to drive proudly from Lin Yi's camp, and then headed straight for the Mosuo Temple.

Looking at the backs of Zhao Chunqiu, Qin Dingmao and others, Lin Yi smiled coldly and said, "Go away, don't send me off."
Chapter completed!