Chapter 391

There was a wind blowing in front of me, carrying the cold air from the lake, blowing up the white hair on Master Thirteen's forehead, revealing an old face that was weathered and full of wrinkles.

Master Thirteen looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

In the past few days, apart from Xin Jue's death, what he was most worried about was the child in front of him.

Seeing him silently, sitting in front of Xin Jue, sometimes he felt regretful, sometimes annoyed, sometimes painful... In the dark night, he even covered his head and secretly cried several times.

He saw everything.

The young man was buried in the sword forest at the beginning, and was forced to a dead end. When he was at his most desperate and desperate, he did not even shed a single tear.

No matter how much suffering he himself suffers, he will still get through it, just like the sword in his hand and his heart towards the sword, he will move forward indomitably and fear neither life nor death.

But during these ten days, I don’t know how many times I cried secretly at night.

He really likes this child who is also a sword slave, and is afraid that he will not be able to get out of the shadow in his heart if he encounters this difficulty.

But he got through it in the end and did not collapse in sorrow and regret. The boy was still the same boy, but there was a little more vicissitudes in his eyes, but it could not be faked. The heart that wanted to sword was destined to have an extra scar, which would remain with him for the rest of his life.

Can't be uncovered.

"Kid, if you want to do whatever you want, just go and sit down. As long as the old man can draw his sword, he will always be on your side."

The cloudy eyes flashed with sharp sword light, and the care in Master Thirteen's words was very obvious.

"Thirteenth Master, can the poisonous needle on the ground still be used?"

Lin Yun's eyes fell on the silver needles, which were pulled out one by one and discarded on the ground.

The silver needle is slender and slender, shimmering with cold light, and has a rather delicate appearance. It is difficult for people to think that it is the Blood Rain Silver Flower Needle, a vicious and deadly hidden weapon secret treasure.

"It works. As long as it's not stained with blood, the toxin won't work."

Master Thirteen guessed what Lin Yun was going to do, but without saying anything, he waved his hand and handed over the eight silver needles on the ground.

Lin Yun caught the silver needle, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Farewell."

After putting away the silver needle, Lin Yun turned around and left without any hesitation, but looked deeply at Xin Jue before leaving.

He lay quietly on the stone platform. If he didn't know better, he would have thought he was just asleep.

Senior brother, I will participate in the Dragon Gate Competition.

Inheriting the glory of the sword in your hand, I will protect Sister Xinyan and keep going until the end...

Imperial City.

It is late autumn now, and the streets are still bustling, but the autumn mood is unstoppable, and there is always a slightly bleak atmosphere.

Lin Yun led the blood dragon horse and walked among them, but it was not conspicuous.

Ten days later, the incident of breaking into the city gate seemed to have subsided and no one was talking about it.

His destination was clear. He stopped in front of Wanbao Pavilion on the busiest commercial street in the inner city.

The guard in front of the door saw his extraordinary bearing and quickly stepped forward to lead the horse.

"May I ask what you call me? If you have any needs, just tell me. Wanbao Pavilion will definitely meet your needs."

"Lin Yun."

The guest was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Yun several times, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

There was a flash of shock in his expression, and he said with some excitement: "But Lin Yun from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?"

He had already caused a sensation in Wanbao Pavilion, but the battle at Princess Mansion made him famous in the Qin Imperial Capital, and few people had not heard of his name.

"It's me, take me to see your hall master."

Lin Yun walked inside and said calmly.

"Okay, I'll report it right away. Report it right away."

The visitor suppressed his excitement, and after placing the blood dragon horse, he immediately went to inform the person in charge of Wanbao Pavilion, Hall Master Wei Yue.

Within half a quarter of an hour, Lin Yun saw Wei Yue, whom he had not seen for a long time, in the VIP room of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Mr. Lin, you are such a rare visitor. Why did you think of me, Wanbao Pavilion, today?"

Wei Yue was deeply impressed by Lin Yun. In many aspects, he also needed to rely on Lin Yun, and his words were very polite.

"I want you to help me find someone."

Lin Yun got straight to the point and showed no politeness.

"Who to look for."

"A direct descendant of the Wang family, Wang Yan."

"this……"

A strange light flashed in Wei Yue's eyes, with a troubled look on his face, and he smiled and said: "Master Lin, I am a businessman, but I don't have the ability to help you find people. If you want to find people, I can help you introduce some people.

, after all, there are specialties in the art industry.”

Looking at the other party's expression, Lin Yun did not answer, but went straight to the window and looked down.

On the streets, people were coming and going. In front of Wanbao Pavilion, there was a lot of traffic and business.

"There are many ways to do business, but no matter what the ways are, well-informed is always indispensable. If Hall Master Wei is afraid of trouble, you can say so clearly, I will not force you."

Lin Yun said softly without much emotion.

Wei Yue didn't know why, he felt a chill inexplicably, and said quickly: "Since Mr. Lin has said so, I won't hide it anymore. I can help you find out the whereabouts of Wang Yan. However, Mr. Lin, you can climb to the top of Black Lotus.

On the tenth floor of the treasure palace, let the snow fall on the wasteland, and the legend reappears. I wonder if you can leave one or two treasures for auction in my Wanbao Pavilion?"

"Hall Master Wei is quite knowledgeable about the news."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with mockery, and he said lightly.

Wei Yue said with a smile: "This matter has not spread yet, but it will definitely spread throughout the Qin Dynasty in a short time. Secret realms such as the Black Lotus Palace must be paid attention to by all major chambers of commerce, and treasures cannot be left alone.

Take one step."

"All the treasures have been handed over to the sect. I have to use the rest myself. If you like this war spear, I will give it to you."

Lin Yun remembered that there was a war spear in the storage bag. It was almost scrapped and was not handed over to the sect.

Hall Master Wei took over the war spear and was overjoyed at first, but then he saw that it was a nearly useless war spear and said with a smile: "Although it is almost half useless, it is still a genuine ancient treasure weapon. It relies on the strength of the Demon Lotus Secret Realm.

With a good reputation, you may not be able to sell it for a good price."

Putting the war spear away, Hall Master Wei looked at Lin Yundao and said, "Master Lin, wait for me for a moment. I will tell you Wang Yan's whereabouts when I come back."

In less than a cup of tea, he reappeared, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Mr. Lin, this Wang Yan is at Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. He hasn't gone anywhere. He just stays in the Gentlemen's Alliance."

"Not in the palace?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with surprise. He had previously guessed that even if Wang Yan did not escape, he would definitely hide in the Wang clan's home.

But I didn't expect that this person was staying in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and he was really big-hearted.

Wei Yue chuckled softly and said: "Prince's Mansion? Haha, if he really has any enemies, how can the Prince's Mansion be as safe as Lingxiao Sword Pavilion? Is there anyone in the Qin Empire who dares to kill people in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?

"

Indeed, there is no safer place for Wang Yan in the Qin Empire than Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

It seems that Wang Yan is determined that no one will do anything to him.

Not to mention his relationship with the Wang family, there is no evidence, and it is impossible for the clan to attack him without reason. What's more, he still has a relationship with the eldest prince, so he is even more confident.

As for others, the sect’s iron law strictly prohibits killing!

I'm afraid you're in a good mood right now, right?

Lin Yun sneered in his heart.

"By the way, something big happened in Lingxiao Jiange recently. I'm afraid Mr. Lin doesn't know about it yet."

Wei Yue thought of something and suddenly said.

"What's up?"

Lin Yun thought in his mind, could it be that Senior Brother Xin Jue's death had been exposed.

"Thirty days ago, Bai Lixuan broke out of the barrier. There were colorful auspicious signs, like snow, which rained for three whole days. The entire Qintian County could see this vision. Rumor has it that he had broken through the Holy Body and became the foundation of the Qin Empire.

The first person with bones.”

Talking about this matter, Wei Yue was also filled with emotion. The shock of seeing the colorful auspiciousness falling for three consecutive days has not completely dissipated yet.

Eucharist!

There are two points of talent for warriors, one is the root and the other is understanding. Understanding cannot be checked. But the root and bone can be judged. Lin Yun's eighth-grade spiritual body's root and bone is already at the top of the Great Qin Empire.

The Holy Body is an unprecedented bone, destined to be extraordinary in this life.
To be continued...