The world is full of people.

Jian Nanchun is often known as the Tianjianmen and walks in the secular world. He has seen too many people, too many, too many.

He shouldn't have had an impression of two children who passed by one week later.

But that day,

That street,

In that rain,

That punch,

It left a deep impression on Jian Nanchun.

So much so that whenever he rains heavily, he will recall the fear of the egg being destroyed and the person being killed.

After he recognized Yi Lin,

Subconsciously clamped the legs,

Even if the legs no longer hurt,

But somehow, looking at this innocent face, he felt a slight pain there.

"Why are you?"

Jian Nanchun was in a bad mood and asked with a stern face.

After recognizing Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun raised Wang Xiaohu in his hand a few centimeters. By the way, he recognized Wang Xiaohu too.

It turned out to be these two boys.

After careful consideration, Jian Nanchun felt something was wrong.

It was a chance meeting, but now we meet, why do we feel a little more conspiracy theories?

Yi Lin lowered his head and replied in a calm tone: "I said it was a coincidence, and the immortal must not believe it."

Jian Nanchun was about to ask.

The Iceberg beauty, known as the "junior sister" by Jian Nanchun, had a pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows slightly frowned. She used a sound that was not emotional and made people feel restless like bone spurs growing on her butt, and asked coldly: "Where is Princess Daqing?"

Jian Nanchun's attention instantly moved away from the origins of Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu. Faced with the questioning of his junior sister, Jian Nanchun replied calmly: "Don't worry, junior sister, if you have a senior brother, you don't need to worry about Princess Daqing's safety."

"lead the way."

From beginning to end, the junior sister didn't look at Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu.

"Then they?"

Jian Nanchun shook Wang Xiaohu in his hand.

"what ever."

The junior sister was obviously angry.

Jian Nanchun made up the junior sister's emotions from her expression, tone, eyes and eyes.

Suddenly, Jian Nanchun thought about it and it was not good to let the two of them go before asking clearly. He carried one in one hand and rushed towards the Golden Temple with a gust of wind.

Senior Sister Iceberg followed closely. Before she took off, Yi Lin noticed that the woman raised her hand gently, and a gust of wind blew, and the fire that was blown out in the woods was extinguished in an instant, avoiding a tragic wildfire.

"Is this the ability of a high-level monk?"

Yi Lin remained silent and pretended to be a good child, and was carried in his hand by Jian Nanchun. But he was secretly observing the two of them, thinking about their personalities.

Now it has been successfully connected with Tianjianmen. Yi Lin is not sure whether this connection is good or bad. But it is a hookup in the end, right? This is a good start. Next, Yi Lin decided to act according to the opportunity and let’s talk about it.

"Why are you caught?"

Yi Lin was carrying the collar, so he simply took the "Jiannanchun" to ride the car. He felt at ease, held his hands and chatted with Wang Xiaohu next to him.

"Brother Lin, am I thinking about going to do a hero and save people by justice?"

Wang Xiaohu was frustrated with the failure of his first move to the world and wrote it on his face.

To be a hero?

Yi Lin was stunned.

He was still asking what he wanted to ask. The two masters, Jian Nanchun and Bingshan Junior Sister, flew to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. Jian Nanchun threw the two aside and left a sentence: "You stay here with peace of mind. I will enter the temple with my junior sister. I will have something to ask you later."

Jian Nanchun glanced at Yi Lin, with no joy or sorrow on his face, and turned around and took his junior sister to find the princess.

In his heart, it is naturally more important to do business.

As for Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu, they can't make any troubles, so they will throw it aside before talking about it.

In the Golden Temple, there were corpses everywhere, and the smell of blood penetrated into the nasal cavity of the two along the mountain wind.

After Jian Nanchun and the other half-drifted and entered the Golden Temple with a full eye, Yi Lin asked Wang Xiaohu calmly, and finally understood the cause and effect of the whole thing.

turn out to be.

Starting that day, Wang Xiaohu followed Yi Lin's command and stayed in the grass and watched the changes.

But he didn't know the actual situation at all, nor did he know that there were other people who were also staying in the grass. He squatted for two days and two nights, but nothing happened.

Wang Xiaohu didn't even bring dry food or fresh water in his luggage.

He was hungry for two days and thirsty, so he sucked the dew from the leaves, which made Wang Xiaohu survive.

Just now, not long after nightfall, Wang Xiaohu finally couldn't help it, but he didn't know where Yi Lin was, so he shook his legs dizzyly and climbed up to the Golden Temple.

It’s really a pity that Wang Xiaohu has been strong since childhood and has a unique talent. After being hungry for two days, he insisted on holding his breath and climbing up the mountain alive.

After working hard to climb to the gate of the Golden Temple, Wang Xiaohu finally settled in Bengbu. His eyes rolled and he fainted from hunger.

Several monks were patrolling at the gate of Huangjin Temple and found Wang Xiaohu who was hungry on the roadside. The monk was kind and carried Wang Xiaohu into the temple and fed food and fresh water, so that Wang Xiaohu could survive.

The monk from Dali Temple knew it in his mind, and of course he knew that he was in a siege. Among the monks in Dali Temple, a most respected monk came to interrogate, but while he was placing, he fell in love with Wang Xiaohu and advised Wang Xiaohu, "The world is a sea of ​​suffering, and the sea of ​​suffering is endless. Only by converting to my Buddha can one be liberated." The implication was to persuade Wang Xiaohu to become a monk, become a glorious monk, and become a monk who does not take any meat and fish.

Later, while righteously rejecting the monk's painstaking efforts and kindness, Wang Xiaohu knocked directly, imitating Yi Lin to throw a stone to ask for directions, and asked about the current dilemma of Dali Temple. Wang Xiaohu, who was grateful to the monks for their gratitude, became proud and decided to help the monks overcome the difficulties.

A few hours later, a scene of a hundred people attacking the mountain occurred.

Wang Xiaohu used the grenade given by Yi Lin to explode everywhere, and cooperated with the monks' Buddhist skills to fight out a bloody path.

But Wang Xiaohu is an ordinary person after all, and it is difficult to make a final decision in such a chaotic situation. The monks in Dali Temple died and were injured in chaos, which was terrible.

Then, Jian Nanchun appeared in the game and easily controlled the situation. The invader died under the sword in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Lin, that's the whole thing."

Wang Xiaohu still felt a little uncomfortable when he remembered the deaths of those monks. Even after being out of danger, he shook his head and sighed, but there was still no slight relief on his face.

He finally experienced the story of Mr. Niu in person, "The world is dangerous and the sword is eyeless."

Yi Lin listened to the story Wang Xiaohu told in person, and felt like she was listening to a story.

Ah this?

Wang Xiaohu’s experience in the past three days is so touching and heart-wrenching?

If placed elsewhere, wouldn’t it be a complete protagonist-level experience?

It seems a bit outrageous.

But Yi Lin also understood why the Voldemorts who planned to attack the Golden Temple suddenly couldn't hold on and took action.

It turned out to be because of Wang Xiaohu.

They squatted for three days and were in a stage of mutual vigilance. But unexpectedly, Wang Xiaohu didn't follow the rules and rushed up alone. Of course, this made them unable to squat anymore, so they all attacked each other. And while they were suspicious of each other, they suspected that they did not follow the rules and the other side, and the other side did not follow the martial ethics, which eventually turned into a situation of fighting each other.

Yi Lin wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh.

Just then.

The sound of footsteps came from the temple, and Yi Lin stopped talking to Wang Xiaohu anymore, and his eyes turned to the direction where the footsteps came.

I saw that it was Jian Nanchun, and the junior sister Bingshan walked out.

The two walked side by side, their clothes fluttered, and they had a bit of the smell of a fairy-like Taoist couple.

And immediately behind them, an old monk, whose bare forehead was shining with a faint light, and his left eye was left with empty eye sockets, still bleeding from blood. As he walked, he was wrapping gauze casually into his eyes and covering the wounds in his eyes.

Next to the old monk, there was a white monk who looked like he was laughing at the age of fifteen or sixteen. He had clear eyebrows, red eyes, white lips, but his forehead was not like an ordinary monk, and it looked a bit inappropriate. In the hands of the monk, he was holding a brocade cloth bag tightly. No one could see that this cloth bag was very important to him.

When Wang Xiaohu saw the old monk coming out, he subconsciously shrank behind Yi Lin, then reacted and took the initiative to meet him, and said with concern: "Master Kuye, are your eyes okay?"

When Wang Xiaohu went up to him.

Yi Lin's eyes fell on the face of the little monk next to Master Kuye.
Chapter completed!