Celestial Employee Chapter 86: Phoenix 1 family, big conspiracy-90th

"Since that guy has these thirteen fixed soul nails, why doesn't even one of them work?" After sighing for the pervert of the fixed soul nails, Zhao Lingjun asked Lin Yiren, "Is it this? To fix the soul nail, it must have a unique travel exhibition method?"

"You're right." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun, "This soul fixation nail must be used with our Biluo line of soul fixation technique. Presumably, although the people of Maoshan Sect got the fixation soul nail, Knowing that the soul nail is a treasure, but there is no way to use it, so I can only put it in the package to enjoy the cool."

"Then you will conquer spiritism for a while?"

"Nonsense, as the only descendant of Biluo's line, if I can't, no one else in this world will know it." Lin Yiren's hands changed a magical decision.

"Yin and yang are transformed, the universe is boundless, and the soul is robbed of the soul. Listen to my orders, rush like a law."

As soon as Lin Yiren's spell was finished, a dazzling blue light was emitted on the thirteen soul nails.

"Illness" Following Lin Yiren's cold drink, the thirteen soul nails turned into thirteen blue electric lights, and they shot at Zhao Lingjun's wall in a row, forming a plum blossom pattern.

"It turns out that this thing is the same as the Bone Nether Sword. As long as you move your mind, it can be shot out." Zhao Lingjun looked at the thirteen fixed soul nails braving the blue light neatly inserted on his wall. I couldn't help taking a breath. "If we hide behind others and secretly nail someone like this, won't we get everything done?

"You think everyone else is you." Lin Yiren gave Zhao Lingjun a cold look. "Every cultivator has a mysterious method or magic weapon to protect his body, where is it so easy to be calculated by you.

"I*." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help thinking that he was half-dead by a small bullet today, if it hadn't happened to Lin Qianxun, and maybe he would have died. Red, quickly changed the subject.

"It's a pity, it's wrong." Zhao Lingjun said.

"What a pity?"

Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that we didn't get these thirteen soul nails early, otherwise those abilities would be good materials for us to make puppet warriors." Zhao Lingjun coughed and said. "It's a pity that those powerhouses don't know what you have eaten."

Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun with sarcasm. "Nether Mage uses ghost ghosts and corpse bones as materials to refine magic weapons. Those with supernatural powers are good materials for any Nether Mage. How could I easily let them swallow the dark creatures? "

"Did you hide their bodies?" Zhao Lingjun was taken aback by Lin Yiren's words, "I*. Wouldn't you just hide their bodies in the flower bed?"

"You don't need to worry about that. You can talk about how you almost got killed by someone else." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "You didn't mean that Maoshan Sect, he ran away as soon as he saw you take action, why would you be conspired by others later?"

"After getting out of there, I went to Sanxing Mansion again, trying to find some clues about the white jade box. But I didn't expect that I was wearing Yunxia Tianyi, and I was noticed at a glance. Zhao Lingjun was depressed. I told Lin Yiren the story of how I sneaked into Sanxing Building and how I was discovered by young people.

"Did he practice Sky Eye Tong? Or did he practice some spells like Night Eye?" Lin Yiren was not surprised.

"How do I know." Zhao Lingjun said depressedly. "Anyway, as soon as he came in, he saw me hiding on the ceiling, and then summoned two Onmyojis."

"Then you were injured by the spells of two onmyojis? Almost died?"

"No." Zhao Lingjun told Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye in detail how he impersonated a member of the Maoshan Sect and how he was injured by the living-like bullets shot by those machine guns.

"There is such a bullet, and the spell of Ape's Onmyoji is really evil." Lin Yiren felt nothing. But Wu Xiaoye couldn't help exclaiming when he heard Zhao Lingjun's description of the bullet cat.

"Soul Devourer."

"How do you know the name of this bullet?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye strangely. "I seem to hear them say that the name of this bullet is indeed called Soul Eater."

Wu Xiaoye's face was pale, "You really got a bullet like this?"

"Yes." Zhao Lingjun nodded. "How else could I become like this."

"Who saved you?" Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath and asked Zhao Lingjun.

"What?" Both Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren noticed Wu Xiaoye's abnormality. "The Soul Eater?"

"Cao Rusheng of Tianyi Pavilion died under such a bullet." As soon as Wu Xiaoye said, Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren reacted completely differently.

"Who is Cao Rusheng?" Zhao Lingjun was a little confused. "What is Tianyi Pavilion?"

"Cao Rusheng actually died under such a bullet?" Lin Yiren was taken aback. "What is the origin of this Soul Eater, so domineering?"

"Ampei Onmyoji’s Soul Eater is said to be made from the bones and blood of a flying snake living in a bottomless abyss under the sea, and every bullet will be sealed by Ampei Onmyoji using a secret method. The soul. The bones and blood of the winged flying snake have a natural ablative effect on the power of the five elements, and the ghosts and souls sealed in the production of such materials have the ability to dissolve the power and devour people’s vitality."

After taking a look at Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xiaoye went on to say: "Tianyi Pavilion, like Zao Pavilion, is also one of the most famous sects in the Taoist world. At that time, Cao Rusheng was known as the number one master in East China and was close to Tianyi Pavilion. In the past hundred years, the only master who has cultivated to the top of the three flowers, the five-qi dynasty yuan realm, has lost countless masters under the water of his heavenly life and the monstrous pearl. However, he also died in this soul-eater. Under the play."

"No wonder Tianyi, who was known as the number one master in East China, suddenly died suddenly. It turned out that he was also killed by a bullet like Ape's Onmyoji." After Lin Yiren sighed, he couldn't bear it. Live to ask Wu Xiaoye. "At the time, Tianyi Pavilion declared that Cao Rusheng died of a sudden illness. How do you know so clearly?"

"Because when Cao Rusheng was hit by Ape's Onmyoji's Soul Eater, we Heiwumen and Shennongmen were invited to treat Cao Rusheng together."

Wu Xiaoye couldn’t help but look straight at Zhao Lingjun when he was talking about this, “But even if we gather the strength of our two families, we can’t save him. So I really want to know who saved him. You."

"Yes, who is it." Lin Yiren couldn't help but turn around and ask Zhao Lingjun when Wu Xiaoye said this. But when Lin Yiren turned around, he found that Zhao Lingjun had already been there.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lin Yiren shook Zhao Lingjun, and Zhao Lingjun came back to his senses. "Have you ever heard of a spell. It's called the Glory Spell?"

"Suitian Glory Technique?" Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye couldn't help being surprised when Zhao Lingjun said the name.

Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath before calming down her mood slowly.

"The Glory Art is said to be a spell handed down from ancient times, and this spell has only one effect, which is to cure diseases and save people. Legend has it that only the Lin family of the Phoenix cluster possesses such a magical healing technique. In the legend, The reason why the brilliant technique eliminates all diseases is because the operator can bring the blessing of the Phoenix God and the Phoenix God to the sick, and bring the sick to life."

Looking at Zhao Lingjun, who was stunned again, Wu Xiaoye continued: "But I don't know which kind of glorious art is against the sky."

"You actually know someone who understands ancient magic." Lin Yiren gasped.

But Zhao Lingjun seemed to be petrified all at once.

Zhao Lingjun's mind was blank, and only one voice kept echoing: "Someone actually uses the body of Yuanyin as a guide, and at the expense of ten years of life, it will save you with the glorious technique of inverting Yin and Yang..."

In just an instant, Zhao Lingjun understood the truth of the matter.

It turns out that she is a descendant of the Phoenix line.

Zhao Lingjun vaguely remembered that when Lin Qianxun was translating the contents of the bamboo slices for herself that day, she once told herself that her ancestor was one of the witch doctors in Qi before, and she also said that when she translated During the battle of Qi Lai, a man named Lin also performed brilliant techniques to heal Qi Jun.

Zhao Lingjun feels that no matter what, he can't live up to a woman who has exchanged her life with a body of ten years of Yangshou and Yuanyin.

But what Zhao Lingjun wants to do most now is to let the young man wearing gold glasses and the two Japanese Onmyojis know what it means: Zhao Lingjun is very angry and the consequences are serious.

Without these Ampere Onmyojis and this young man with golden eyes, how could he be injured? How could Lin Qianxun sacrifice his life for ten years to save himself?

And how many decades are there in a person's life?

The thought of Lin Qianxun's pale face caused a burst of anger in Zhao Lingjun's heart.

But after the anger passed, Zhao Lingjun completely calmed down again.

Zhao Lingjun knew that he would never miss a second chance.

Know the enemy and win every battle.

Zhao Lingjun thought coldly in his heart.

"How many masters are there in Maoshan School? How many powerful magic weapons?" Zhao Lingjun asked after he had an idea in his heart.

"It is estimated that there are no less than fifteen people of my level." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled bitterly. "Although the strength of the Maoshan Sect is no better than before, the leader of the Maoshan Sect, Fang Tianhua, has already reached the top of the Sanhua Gathering, and is a master of the late Yuan Dynasty. And the four elders of the Maoshan Sect have their own The director, even Fang Tianhua’s apprentices are already well-known masters."

"As for the powerful magic weapons, they are even more numerous." After a pause, Lin Yi said, "Among them, the three most famous and most powerful magic weapons are the Qingming Mirror, the Demon Refining Pot and the Dangling Bell. ."

"What are the use of these three magic weapons?" Zhao Lingjun now knows that what he suffers most from the enemy is lack of experience, so Zhao Lingjun feels that he is the only way to breathe a sigh of relief for himself and Lin Qianxun. Just learn more and ask more.

"The Qingming Mirror, the Demon Refining Pot, and the Swinging Clock are all very powerful magic weapons. It is said that as long as you stroke the reverse side of the Qingming Mirror three times, the Qingming Mirror will cast a line that can't even be broken by nine-day profound thunder. Qingming Zhenqi protects the entire body of the caster. If you stroke it three times in the front and aim it at the enemy, as long as the shadow of the enemy falls into the Qingming mirror, the enemy will be unable to move and let the caster kill it. .The demon refining pot should actually be called the demon raising pot, because it is said to be refining monsters, but in fact this pot is used to store the souls of various monsters. And the refining pot can make the souls of these monsters They swallowed each other and produced even more powerful monsters. After so many years of devouring, I don't know what powerful monsters the Maoshan Sect has refined. I don't know the specific effect of the Dangling Bell. It is said that when the bell is struck, some large-scale attack spells will be cast, which is extremely difficult for gods and demons."

"*, in that case, we are fighting against the Maoshan Sect. I am afraid that there is no scum left." Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren, "maybe even our souls will be thrown into the practice. It's done in the demon pot."

"So it is not easy to copy the hometown of Maoshan Sect." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "The persimmons have to be picked softly. It seems that we should find the trouble with the two Onmyoji first."

"They may not be the soft persimmons we pinch." Zhao Lingjun said with a wry smile. "I don't think they even pay attention to the Maoshan Sect. Maybe the strength of Sanxing Company is stronger than the Maoshan Sect."

"I*." Lin Yiren turned around after listening.

"What are you doing." Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren strangely.

"Go back and pack things and run away." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "Maybe they will kill tonight."

"Don't worry, the mountain people have their own tricks." Zhao Lingjun smiled.

"Do you have any **** tricks." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun suspiciously.

"Leave it alone." Zhao Lingjun smiled, "If you want to be good at work, you must first sharpen your tools. We must first find a way to improve our strength."

"Here you are."

Just after Zhao Lingjun's words were said, Lin Yiren had already pulled out the key of Huangquan that had been stuck around his waist and threw it to Zhao Lingjun.

"What are you doing?"

"The power you can use with the Key of Huangquan is much greater than that of me, so the Key of Huangquan is lent to you first. Later, I will teach you all the spells I know." Lin Yiren looked at it. Zhao Lingjun: "The effect of the soul nails I use is the same as that of you, so I use them." Chapter 87 of the main text refers to the demon plate and the exorcism sword. "Yuyu Qingshan wears colorful clothes, breeds the fragrance of herbs. Daoxian made a skillful elixir, and once turned Wushuang into auspicious."

"This poem is about the love story between Liu Wushuang and Wang Xianke recorded in the Tang novel "Wu Shuang Biography". It is about Wang Xianke and Liu Wushuang falling in love. Wushuang was taken into the court as a slave due to a family accident. Dispatch far away. On the way, Wang Xianke asked Maoshan Taoist priest to give Wushuang a fake death. After he was put in the coffin, he rescued him, and finally made them good for a hundred years.

In the back row of an Audi a4 speeding along the road, a white-faced Taoist wearing a gray robe and a black bun brags to Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping sitting in front.

"Our mountain sect has a history of thousands of years. You see, in the books of the Tang Dynasty, there is an introduction about the magical powers of our Taoist priests in Maoshan. You are looking for us to come to the town house to eliminate demons. Up."

"Our boss came to you after he heard that you are great." Zhang Changsheng said to this Taoist Taoist named Xu Mi while driving. "It's just that the ghosts on our ground are very fierce. I don't know if you can do it alone."

"Haha." Xu Mi smiled awkwardly, "Don't say it's a ghost, even if it's an old black mountain monster, I don't care about it."

Seeing the suspicious look on Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping’s faces, Xu Mi patted the yellow cloth parcel in his hands, “Don’t think I’m young, I’m a direct disciple of our suzerain, and all Maoshan Taoism, I’m I have learned a lot. There are not many people in Maoshan that are better than me. Usually, experts like us are not easy to get out of the game. This time, if it weren’t for your boss’s generous action, plus you’ve made this horrible ghost. Speaking so badly, our Sovereign will not send me out of the mountain, and there is our Maoshan magic weapon in this yellow cloth package of mine. Isn't it easy to catch those little monsters and ghosts?"

"This guy is an idiot, you monastics, do you have the ability to put your own skills on your lips all day?"

Hearing the sound coming from the earphone, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help turning his head to ask Lin Yiren. "What magic weapon this guy brought out, shouldn't it be their demon refining pot."

"How do I know." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun and the black cloud beside him, but yelled into a small microphone in his hand. "Zhang Changsheng, drive carefully. Don't rub my a4 again, I just touched up the paint."

"I*."

"What's the matter?" Suddenly, Xu Mi, who was sitting in the back row, saw Zhang Changsheng free up a hand to touch his ear, as if there was a bug in his ear.

"It's nothing, it seems that a piece of earwax has fallen off." Zhang Changsheng said disgustingly, while cursing Lin Yiren in his heart. "MLGBD, you can't speak lightly, I'm deafened by you."

"It's coming soon." Xiao Ping said very meaningfully. "We have five minutes to go to the haunted land that our boss bought."

"The spooky detective is really a spoiled detective. Let's not talk about this bug, just this sentence, it is called a professional." Zhao Lingjun sighed, and said to Lin Yiren and others beside him. "Let's go, we should also go out to decorate and prepare to welcome our guests.

"Mr Zhao Ling."

When walking out of the room. Lin Yiren called out Zhao Lingjun very seriously.

"What?" Zhao Lingjun glanced at Lin Yiren in confusion, "What else?"

"Nothing." Lin Yiren smiled suddenly. "I just want to tell you that you are really ugly wearing this dress."

"I*." Zhao Ling-jun glanced at the black kimono he was wearing and the various paper charms wrapped in his hand, disguised as the key of Huangquan, which was the same as the paper streamer in the hands of the Onmyoji, and went back to himself very depressed. A layer of white powder was applied to his face.

……

Under the breeze, the clearing covered with weeds seemed very quiet, but the dilapidated and quietly abandoned factory buildings around it gave the clearing a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere.

"This is it?" Xu Mi, who stepped out of the Audi a4, looked at the dilapidated factory buildings and this overgrown open space with interest, "Your boss bought such a large piece of land in this place. What are you doing here?"

"Our boss is going to build the largest sanitary napkin manufacturing plant in Asia." Zhang Changsheng said casually, making Xiao Ping almost fainted.

But Xiao Ping didn't expect that Xu Mi of Maoshan Sect would have his eyes glimmered when he heard it: "Your boss really has vision. This thing is an essential thing for women, and your boss will definitely make a fortune. "

"Of course." Zhang Changsheng said shamelessly. "It's just that our boss felt that if he did this, his friend was a bit embarrassed, so he chose the site of the factory in this remote place."

"Haha, understand." Xu Mi looked at Zhang Changsheng with a hey smile, "The rich people just want face."

"This is called to be a **** and to set up an archway for yourself."

Xu Mi smiled and took out a black compass from the yellow cloth bag.

This black compass is engraved with water patterns like waves, and in the center of the compass, there is a pointer like a boat.

"There seems to be no problem here."

Looking at the boat-like pointer still on the compass, Xu Mi suspiciously looked at Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping behind him.

"No problem?" Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping asked Xu Mi in surprise.

"Yes." Xu Mi looked at the black compass in his hand, "I didn't move the needle on the demon plate, which means there are no demons or ghosts here?"

But before Xu Mi's words were finished, Xu Mi saw the boat-like pointer on the black compass in his hand, as if it were wound up, turning quickly.

"I*, there really is something demon approaching."

Xu Mi quickly took out a bottle of blue potion from the yellow cloth bag, dipped two drops quickly with his finger, and dripped it into his eyes.

"You first dodge in the car." Xu Mi shouted while dropping the potion.

"Xianchang, I'll leave it to you here. We'll pick you up again in an hour or two." But before Xu Mi's words were finished, Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping got into the car.

Xu Mi hadn't reacted yet, the two had already started the steam cow, dropped their heads, and started running away.

"I*. I'm too timid." Xu Mi couldn't help cursing inwardly. But at this time, three figures have slowly appeared in Zhao Xumi's sight.

"Zombie?" Xu Mi smiled coldly, spit out two words from her mouth.

Although I haven't seen the faces of the three people, the strong corpse energy on the three people has already let Xu Mi know what these three people are.

"The answer is correct, one hundred points."

As soon as Xu Mi's voice fell, a man wearing a black kimono and holding a white paper streamer on his face was as pale as white powder, suddenly appeared behind three zombies who stood in a daze.

"Ampei Onmyoji?" Xu Mi's pupils shrank for a while, and the playful expression on his face disappeared.

"Yes, not bad, the Taoist priests of the Maoshan Sect really have a bit of vision." Zhao Lingjun was very happy when he said this.

"Did Leiyun send you?" Xu Mi looked around her nervously, as if there were no ambushes around him.

"Don't be nervous, Boss Lei only sent me alone." Zhao Lingjun said very cunningly. "We, Ampere Onmyoji, deal with Taoists like you on Maoshan, as long as I am alone."

"He actually dared to fight against our Maoshan Sect?" Zhao Lingjun's words made Xu Mi's face a hint of murderous intent. "What did you mean by attracting me."

"It doesn't mean anything. I have been hearing people say that your Maoshan Sect is authentic Taoism. Today I want to see if your Taoism is powerful or ours onmyoji is powerful."

"The little RB devil of the dog day." Xu Mi snorted coldly, "I want to challenge our Maoshan Sect. But I dare not challenge it openly. You will also use such tricks. Today Master Dao will let you know how good I am."

"Exorcising demons and avoiding evil spirits, listen to my orders, transform into two, transform into four, and the old gentleman is anxious like a law."

As soon as Xu Mi finished speaking, he already had a crimson peach wood dagger in his hand. The curse that was as fast as a dancing rain was just finished, and the crimson dagger in his hand was divided into four and turned into four. Changhong shot respectively at Zhao Lingjun and the three zombies standing in front of Xu Mi.

"Just because of your three little zombies, you want to compete with me? Little RB, your car is good, but when it comes to this mysterious Taoist technique, your little trick can compete with us. Is it better?"

Xu Mi smiled wildly. In Xu Mi's view, although his exorcism peach wood sword may not be able to kill the Ape Onmyoji, it is easy to get rid of the three zombies.

For zombies, peach wood has a strong restraint effect. Xu Mi's exorcism peach wood sword is not only made of century-old peach wood, but also carved with Maoshan's exorcism array. So in Xu Mi's opinion, killing these three zombies is as easy as smashing an ant.

However, this idea in Xu Mi's mind has not disappeared. A wall of earth as thick as a city wall suddenly appeared in front of the three zombies and the black-clothed Onmyoji.

Xu Mi's four peach-flower swords suddenly sank into the thick soil wall, and they were stuck immobile.

Xu Mi's heart was shocked because Xu Mi saw that the onmyoji in black didn't even move his fingers.

"Broken."

Although Xu Mi can’t understand how the black-clothed onmyoji casts such a wall of soil quietly, Xu Mi knows that fighting in Taoism is more dangerous than close-to-hand combat. hesitantly.

Xu Mi's finger swiped, and the four mahogany swords that hadn't fallen into the earth wall immediately spun, and one earth wall was suddenly cut into clods flying in the sky.

But in the clods flying in the sky, a zombie with a Chinese character face suddenly jumped up.

Xu Mi hasn't realized what is going on. The zombie with the national character face has already grasped three mahogany swords that are spinning forward in a frantic manner.

The exorcism circle engraved on the peach wood sword immediately exudes a dazzling brilliance. The three mahogany swords caught by the zombies with the Chinese character face were red all over, like steel bars that had burnt red. The hands of the Chinese character face suddenly emitted a burst of white smoke, and the flesh and blood corroded as quickly as if they were exposed to sulfuric acid. With.

But at the same time, a faint green light appeared on the hands of the zombie with the Chinese character face. Three fiery red mahogany swords turned into ashes in a flash.

"How is it possible." Xu Mi only felt that her chest was suddenly hit by a big hammer, and her eyes were dark, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Different from other schools, many magic weapons of the Maoshan School are connected with the breath of the caster. If the magic weapon is destroyed, the caster will also be greatly harmed.

Xu Mi couldn't figure out how his exorcism mahogany sword would be broken by a zombie. But after Xu Mi's blood spurted out, the remaining peach wood sword shot at Zhao Lingjun at a speed more than twice as fast.

At the moment when he vomited blood, Xu Mi used his own blood as an inducement to drive Maoshan’s blood curse art. Maoshan’s blood curse art can make the caster within a period of time after the operation Any spell cast will double its power.

Of course, the blood spell is like taking stimulants, and it has unpredictable consequences for the caster. After the caster casts the blood curse, he will consume a lot of energy, suffer a serious illness, and lose his life. But at this time, Xu Mi felt that if she didn't spend a little price, it might be difficult for her to leave here.

The exorcism mahogany sword with increased power can be said to be like lightning at this moment. Not only did it rub against the air and made a screaming sound, it also gave out red sparks.

It is probably the first time that Xu Mi has seen his exorcism mahogany sword. Showing such great power, Xu Mi couldn't help but let out a shout at this moment.

"Peach Wood Magic Sword, slaying demons and slayers."

"Haha." But this voice was exchanged for Zhao Lingjun's ridicule. In Zhao Lingjun's laughter, an eight-legged human monster covered in black scale armor suddenly jumped out of the shadow behind Zhao Lingjun, and suddenly stood in front of Zhao Lingjun.

With a steep and low roar, countless black thorns gushed out of the ground, but in an instant, the exorcism peach sword with red sparks all over disappeared in the black thorn vortex. The eighty-eighth chapter of the text, Qingming Mirror, Searching God "Broken." Xu Mi roared, and the red flame on the exorcism peach wood sword suddenly turned into a monstrous flame. The black thorns surrounding the exorcism mahogany sword also suddenly burned.

But more black thorns entangled again, and the red flame on the exorcism mahogany sword became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared completely.

"Punch" As the exorcism peach wood sword disappeared, Xu Mi spouted another blood. This one can be regarded as a mid-range magic weapon among the Maoshan magic weapons, and it was completely destroyed before the real opponent took the shot.

"What monster is this?"

Xiang Bi Xu Mi has not seen the black guard Shura, so Xu Mi suddenly saw this eight-legged human monster wearing black scale armor and capable of instantly releasing Taoism, and couldn't help exclaiming.

In fact, Xu Mi would be even more surprised if he knew that this was the black house Shura.

Because in the minds of ordinary ascetics, Black Shura has always been an extremely powerful dark beast from the bottomless nether that swallows all living creatures in front of them, it is impossible to be controlled by humans. .

"This is my Shijin." Zhao Lingjun pretended to be a ghost and said.

"Well, my style is pretty good, right." Zhao Lingjun stretched out his hand and stroked the scales of the black guard Shura standing in front of him, although that feeling made Zhao Lingjun couldn't bear it. Feeling vomiting, Zhao Lingjun still shook the key of Huangquan which was disguised as the Onmyoji's enchanting banner, and put on a very disgusting look.

"It turns out that this is the shikigami called by Onmyoji in the dark place and fed with flesh and soul." Xu Mi was taken in by Zhao Lingjun. "Your shikigami is so powerful, it must be swallowed. The flesh and soul of young people."

"It's easy to talk about it, maybe if you swallow the flesh and soul of a monk like you, it will be stronger." Zhao Lingjun said disgustingly. "Look, it seems to be drooling."

"Fucking your mother's head, little chick." Xu Mi probably was really frustrated, even cursing the dialect of her hometown.

After scolding, Xu Mi took out a white glass bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it quickly. In a moment, Xu Mi's face looked better.

"TNND. It seems that there are still a lot of good things from Maoshan Sect." Zhao Lingjun saw that Xu Mi's pill had such a good healing effect, his eyes were straightened.

"Catch him for me." Zhao Lingjun immediately gave orders to the three zombies in front of him and the black guard Shura.

It's not that Zhao Lingjun is afraid that Xu Mi will cast some powerful spells and magic weapons after Xu Mi's injury is healed. Zhao Lingjun is worried that such a good medicine will be swallowed by Xu Mi.

"Little chick, you are really mean."

Xu Mi hadn't reacted yet. One of the three zombies had already appeared next to Xu Mi. Xu Mi did not expect that one of the three zombies could even move instantaneously. And Xu Mi didn't have the unparalleled reaction ability and speed of Zhao Lingjun, so he was hit in the stomach with a punch.

"Uh-" Xu Mi's tears and nose fell all at once.

When Xu Mi was practicing in Maoshan, she also fought against the zombies that the predecessors of the Maoshan Sect deliberately created for the younger generations to train. However, none of the zombies created by the predecessors of the Maoshan Sect had such a powerful force.

Xu Mi felt that her internal organs were about to come out of her mouth.

Xu Mi didn't have the sensitive feeling and reaction speed of Zhao Lingjun, so he didn't notice for a while and was directly hit by the zombie. However, the body of the Maoshan warlock who cultivated Taoism is naturally not comparable to ordinary people, so when the zombie punched Xu Mi, Xu Mi's punch also hit the zombie almost simultaneously.

"Illness"

At the moment when Xu Mi's fist hit the zombie, a circle of free blue lightning appeared on Xu Mi's fist.

With a "bang", the zombie hit by Xu Mi suddenly flew out like a torn sack.

A powerful force burst into the zombie's body. The place where the zombie was hit by Xu Mi suddenly opened a terrifying hole, and countless free electric lights gleamed in the hole, and even the zombie's mouth and eyes sprayed blue electric sparks.

"Let you taste the thunderyan fist of our Maoshan school."

Xu Mi believes that this zombie will definitely not survive after being hit by the thunder-powered Lei Yan boxing. But what surprised Xu Mi was that the zombie who had been shot out by him immediately got up from the ground, and the scary wound on the zombie's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black muscles are like moving earthworms, recirculating and bonding together.

"How could this happen." Xu Mi looked at Zhao Lingjun in disbelief.

When Zhao Lingjun's heart moved, he immediately waved the key of Huangquan in his hand disguised as a beckoning banner, and set a spell that he didn't know what it meant.

Zhao Lingjun feels that with his acting skills, he can compete for the Best Actor in the Academy Awards.

Xu Mi didn't have much room for thinking. When he attacked his zombie with a punch, Zhao Lingjun's two other zombie brothers and the black house Shura's attack had also arrived.

Xu Mi only felt that her feet were soft. When she looked down, Xu Mi found that her feet had turned into a sludge puddle with sour and smelly bubbles constantly, and her body was dying fast. The speed has fallen.

And the zombie with the national character face danced with his hands, and the green light was flourishing on his hands, and countless green grasses grew up like active snakes, tangling towards Xu Mi.

But the most dangerous attack came from the Black Guard Shura.

Along with a groan like someone crying sternly in the middle of the night, a black flame of an inch long surged from the body of the black house Shura, and the black house Shura had a mouth, and countless black flames were burning. The skull head suddenly rushed towards Xu Mi who was trapped in the mud.

"Haha." Zhao Lingjun laughed triumphantly. This time, Zhao Lingjun was not acting.

"All those who are on the verge of fighting are in front of each other"

In Zhao Lingjun's laughter, the yellow cloth package in Xu Mi's hand burst open. The countless broken yellow cloths were like countless yellow butterflies flying around in the air.

A green, small bronze mirror like a girl's vanity mirror appeared in Xu Mi's hand.

"Qing Ming Mirror?" When he saw the simple patterns on the mirror, Zhao Lingjun was taken aback. He suddenly remembered what Lin Yiren had told him, Qing Ming, one of the three most treasures of Maoshan. Mirror.

Among the yellow rags dancing in the sky, five small green flames emerged from the five fingers of Xu Mi's right hand. Xu Mi's face also turned into a bluish-yellow color under the flame, as if she was wearing an emerald mask on her face.

And when Xu Mi's five fingers stroked the back of the green bronze ancient mirror, the five small green flames on Xu Mi's fingers suddenly jumped onto the bronze ancient mirror, and then slowly disappeared. Among the bronze mirrors.

Along with the disappearance of the green flame, the entire ancient bronze mirror suddenly burst into a cyan air, covering Xu Mi's whole body.

In just an instant, the mud under Xu Mi's feet turned into a solid ground again.

And countless green grass and burning black skulls, as soon as they hit the cyan gas, they immediately turned into fly ash.

"For thousands of miles in a flash, God's behavior is ever-changing, and the old man is anxious like a law."

Xu Mi's low-pitched voice just disappeared in the cyan gloom, Xu Mi had already appeared next to Zhao Lingjun. On both hands, braving the free electric light, pressed towards Zhao Lingjun's body.

"What's going on." Zhao Lingjun stayed for a while, wondering why Xu Mi didn't use the Qingming Mirror to deal with him, but instead used this kind of teleportation spell to attack him in close proximity.

Although Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure it out, but Zhao Lingjun's movements did not stop at all, and Zhao Lingjun's fist reflexively swung over.

Xu Mi used the Maoshan Sect's method of shrinking the ground into an inch and Leiyanquan. Suddenly appearing next to Zhao Lingjun, Xu Mi thought that this time he would definitely be able to take effect with one blow, knocking down the extremely weird Onmyoji in front of him.

But Xu Mi's fist had just been stretched out, and something black and sudden flew in front of her eyes.

Then Xu Mi just felt his head bang, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

……

"So unbeaten?"

Zhao Lingjun fainted when he saw Xu Mi being beaten by himself without even saying a word. He seemed to feel that he still had something to say.

"*, it's only strange that you, a super Saiyan, punched him. He didn't faint." Lin Yiren walked out of the dilapidated factory building not far behind Zhao Lingjun, and looked at Zhao Lingjun depressedly.

Zhao Lingjun smiled, but took out a black paper charm and stuck it on Xu Mi's forehead.

As soon as the black paper talisman was put on Xu Mi's forehead, it disappeared immediately.

"Are you still afraid that he will wake up for a while? Do you still need to use sleepy charms? Don't you think these runes are as cheap as a few packs of toilet paper in the supermarket?" Lin Yiren felt that Zhao Lingjun was too wasteful .

"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case." Zhao Lingjun clapped his hands, and proudly took out the ancient bronze mirror from Xu Mi's arms. "Do you think this guy has a problem with his head? He doesn't use the Qingming Mirror, but he wants to fight me hand-to-hand.

"Take it over and show me." Lin Yiren said with bright eyes.

The magic weapon is of course very attractive to the ascetics, not to mention the Qingming Mirror, one of the three most treasures of Maoshan.

Lin Yiren was disappointed when he saw it.

"*, it turned out to be a fake."

"What? Counterfeit?" Zhao Lingjun was dumbfounded.

"Yes, this is definitely not Qingmingjing." Lin Yiren said with certainty.

"How do you know." Zhao Lingjun looked at the bronze ancient mirror very puzzled. No matter how you look at it, I think this mirror is an antique.

"Because the Qingming mirror is a treasure handed down from ancient times, it is said that when the ancestor of Maoshan used it to deal with a thousand-year-old mosquito dragon spirit, a crack was knocked out on the mirror surface by the mosquito dragon's inner altar." Lin Yiren nodded the ancient bronze mirror in his hand, "Although this mirror looks like an antiquity, and it seems that it can also release a cyan qi protection body, it is definitely not a cyan mirror."

Zhao Lingjun picked up the ancient bronze mirror and took a closer look. As expected, there wasn't even a trace of cracks on the mirror surface.

"I*, I am not in vain anymore."

Zhao Lingjun was extremely depressed and tore the black kimono to pieces. Then he said to Wu Xuanyun, "Are you ready?"

"Ready, Immortal Master" Wu Xuanyun nodded respectfully. "Miss Wu has already set up a magic circle inside. You can cast a spell at any time."

"Good."

Mr Zhao Ling waved his hand, and the black house Shura slowly disappeared into the shadow of Mr. Zhao Ling as if it melted suddenly. And one of the three zombies, like carrying an old sack, lifted the unconscious Taoist Taoist Xu Mi from Maoshan.

"Mr. Zhao Ling, you really are a genius, you actually want to summon the Black Guard Shura, and then use the fixed soul nail to control it, and make it your puppet warrior." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun with envy. The black house Shura in the shadow. "Unexpectedly, it still has the ability to hide, you are really lucky."

"My luck has always been good. I can just go to a small waterway, and I can also catch a Dahua Tianhei Lian. A hidden black house in this area is nothing." Zhao Lingjun's words almost made Lin Yiren Live to death.

Lin Yiren really wanted to sacrifice eight bone ghost swords to smash Zhao Lingjun to death, but when he thought that Zhao Lingjun, who had learned almost all the spells of himself and Wu Xiaoye now, could not be bullied, Lin Yiren only Be able to follow Zhao Lingjun depressed and walked into the dilapidated factory.

Wu Xiaoye stood quietly in the middle of the dilapidated factory building.

On the broken concrete floor in front of Wu Xiaoye, thirty-two white candles formed a strange circle. In the center of the circle, a big red spell was drawn.

The red spell is drawn from the fetal pelvic blood of a newborn baby, mixed with mercury, cinnabar, sulfur, and powder from the skull of the newly-dead person.

Wu Xiaoye looked solemn when he watched Zhao Lingjun Fu Xu Mi put the red charm on top.

Although searching for the gods is not as dangerous as asking the sky, this kind of magic that can forcibly strip away the consciousness of living people and allow the caster to obtain all the information in the mind of the caster is also against the laws of nature. A spell that hurts Tianhe. And such spells, sometimes, can bring many unpredictable consequences. In the 89th chapter of the main text, Lei Guangbo, the green light mirror Wu Xiaoye once saw a spellcaster in the witch sect, and became an idiot after failing to cast the search for God.

But Zhao Lingjun, who was about to cast this spell, was not worried at all.

"I'm about to start."

After putting down Xu Mi, Zhao Lingjun nodded to Wu Xiaoye.

Lin Yiren hadn't reacted yet, Zhao Lingjun's hands had already squeezed the technique. When Zhao Lingjun folded his hands together, a slender black flame emerged from Zhao Lingjun's fingers.

"I*, brat, I always cast spells so suddenly. I don’t give people time to think."

While watching Zhao Lingjun light thirty-two white candles in a clockwise direction with the black flame in his hand, Lin Yiren said depressedly in his heart.

When all thirty-two white candles were lit by Zhao Lingjun, the sky outside the dilapidated factory building seemed to suddenly darken. I don't know when it will start, but it is already covered with clouds.

The red spell under Zhao Lingjun's feet slowly burned. But it was not a normal faint yellow flame, but a crimson flame, like solidified blood. And this crimson flame, as if there is life, slowly spread to the whole body of Zhao Congqi who was standing and Xu Mi who was lying. From a distance, the bodies of the two people seemed to be wrapped in a layer. Crimson crystal.

The floor under Zhao Lingjun and Xu Mi also disappeared a little bit, turning into a tossing transparent red cloud. A strangely huge eye was suddenly opened in the red clouds.

And when the huge red eyes were opened, the crimson flames on Xu Mi and Zhao Lingjun jumped up frantically, and then turned into a blurred red cloud, covering the entire circle.

The blurred red cloud slowly dissipated after rolling for a few minutes.

But for Wu Xiaoye, Lin Yiren and others, these few minutes seem to be as long as several hours.

The dilapidated factory building slowly recovered its light, and the dense dark clouds began to slowly dissipate. The sunlight penetrated through the broken glass windows of the dilapidated factory building and hit Zhao Lingjun, who was standing quietly in the center of the circle.

When the sun shines on Zhao Lingjun, the flames on the thirty-two white candles are extinguished at the same time.

"How is it?"

Lin Yiren saw that the search for the gods had been completed, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Lingjun, who was standing quietly in the center of the circle.

"MLGBD."

After a long time, Zhao Lingjun shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the circle.

Although I know the function of searching for gods, the feeling of countless things suddenly pouring into my mind like a tide is still too weird. Zhao Lingjun feels that this feeling is like you just took a sip of soup when you are eating, but feel that your stomach is filled with a lot of miscellaneous things at once.

"It seems that you are lucky and haven't become an idiot." Although he didn't answer his own question and his movements and expressions were a bit weird, the sentence "MLGBD." by Zhao Lingjun made Lin Yi feel calm.

Zhao Lingjun opened his mouth.

Lin Yiren felt that Zhao Lingjun would definitely play tricks with him, but what Lin Yiren didn't expect was that Zhao Lingjun opened a mouth, but a white electric light flew out.

Lin Yiren only felt that there was a sun suddenly in front of her eyes.

"I*." Lin Yiren was startled.

Before Ke Lin Yiren could make any movements, the white electric light flew over Lin Yiren's head.

With a "bang", a big hole was suddenly opened in the wall of the old factory building behind Lin Yiren.

"Hehe. The power of thunder light breaking through the five thunders of Maoshan is indeed good, and it is also very concealed. It is really a good spell for killing people and traveling at home."

Looking at Zhao Lingjun's triumphant smile, Lin Yiren wanted to work hard with him.

But Zhao Lingjun's next words suddenly attracted Lin Yiren's attention.

"This is really not the Qingming mirror." Zhao Lingjun picked up the old bronze mirror from a shabby table not far from Wu Xuanyun.

On that dilapidated table, there are a lot of miscellaneous things found from Xu Mi.

"Then what magic weapon is this?"

"This is a blue light mirror." Zhao Lingjun moved his right hand, and five green flames suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand.

Zhao Lingjun's hand stroked across the back of the mirror, and a cyan gas shot out of the mirror, covering Zhao Lingjun's whole body.

"Cyan Light Mirror?"

"Yes. This mirror is actually an imitation of the Qingming Mirror." Zhao Lingjun said to Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye while receiving the cyan gas. "This is a magic weapon made by a master craftsman imitating the Qingming Mirror a hundred years ago in the Maoshan School. That person probably wanted to make another Qingming Mirror, but he didn't expect to find the mirror he had made after the production was completed. , Only plays a defensive role."

"*, no wonder this guy wants to fight you close to you." Lin Yiren glanced at the glaucoma mirror in Zhao Lingjun's hand. "So this thing can't be used for offense at all."

"Hehe. This thing is a good magic weapon for self-defense." Zhao Lingjun looked at the blue light mirror in his hand and smiled. "Moreover, the meaning of this thing to me may be greater than the real Qingming Mirror."

"What do you mean?" Lin Yiren and others looked at Zhao Lingjun suspiciously.

"The reason why the master refiner of the Maoshan Sect at the time could not make a real Qingming mirror was because he lacked a taste of the blue dragon horn in his materials, so although he made the appearance exactly the same as that of Qingming The cyan light mirror, this cyan light mirror, still only has a protective effect.

"Then what does this mean to you."

Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren and smiled triumphantly, "Don’t forget, I’m the third-generation sect master of the Three Treasure Sect. I have many magic weapons refining methods in my hands. So there is no way to refine it, because the above materials can’t be found now..."

"I*." Before Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, Lin Yiren gasped. "You mean you can also make imitations of magic weapons?"

"Not bad." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "Since the Maoshan Sect can imitate the Qingming Mirror, why can't I imitate the Seven Birds and Five Fire Fans and the Nine Dragon God Fire Covers?"

"Your idea is really crazy." Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun, thinking that Zhao Lingjun was a madman.

But Wu Xiaoye and Wu Xuanyun both nodded.

"Master, you can give it a try, and even if it fails, there is no big loss." Wu Xuanyun said. "But if we really can refine some powerful magic weapon, then we will grow bigger."

Zhao Lingjun smiled, and smiled at Wu Xuanyun: "Then if this is the case, Wu Xuanyun, you really want to be my Dantong."

Wu Xuanyun also smiled, "Master, you have the grace to recreate me, even if I make you a pill boy for a thousand years, why not?"

Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye looked at each other and smiled, both of them knew what Wu Xuanyun meant.

The effect of an Wu Jiu Pill on Wu Xuanyun may not be comparable to Wu Xuanyun's thousand years of cultivation.

"Then what is this blue potion?" After Lin Yiren smiled, he ordered a blue potion among the jumbled things on the shabby table and asked Zhao Lingjun . "I just dropped two drops in my eyes before I saw him fight you."

"This is Tongminglu." Zhao Lingjun said. "It is made with cow tears and Tongyou grass, etc. After dropping two drops in the eyes, within an hour, he can see the evil things around him. He probably thought at first that there was something Li ghost ghosts haunt, so I dropped two drops in my own eyes."

"What about the wound medicine he just took? What is that?"

"That is Tianwang Yulu Pill, which can quickly restore strength and treat internal injuries."

"There are so many miscellaneous good things from Maoshan School." Lin Yiren looked at the bottle of Tongminglu and Tianwang Yulu pills and exclaimed.

"Yes." Zhao Lingjun smiled wretchedly. "I'm getting bigger this time."

"You are indeed growing up."

Lin Yiren hasn't figured out why Zhao Lingjun said he has grown up. Wu Xiaoye already smiled back.

When he saw Wu Xiaoye's smile, Lin Yiren suddenly realized.

Zhao Lingjun has really grown bigger this time.

Before this, although Zhao Lingjun possessed the supreme power of the Three Flowers Gathering and the Five Qi Dynasties, he also learned the spells of Wu Xiaoye and Lin Yiren.

However, Zhao Lingjun's experience with the enemy and his knowledge of other spells are almost zero.

In other words, Zhao Lingjun's experience in the arena is almost zero.

In this case, even if Zhao Lingjun encounters an opponent who is inferior to his own, it is easy to suffer, because you don't know what kind of spell the opponent is casting, and what kind of power such a spell has.

I don't know what kind of targeted spells I want to use to defeat my opponent.

It is precisely because of this reason that Zhao Lingjun almost hung in the hands of Ape's Onmyoji.

Lack of Jianghu experience is the fatal injury of Zhao Lingjun, but now Zhao Lingjun suddenly understands all the things a Maoshan disciple knows.

"You really have grown up."

After trying to understand this, Lin Yiren couldn't help but let out a sigh from his heart.

……

"Wu Xuanyun, wait a minute."

When Wu Xuanyun took a step forward and was about to take off Xu Mi's coat, Zhao Lingjun stopped Wu Xuanyun.

The original plan of Zhao Lingjun was to provoke the struggle between the Maoshan Sect and the Hexinghui group. After completing the search for gods, Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to take off Xu Mi's coat and wrote "Maoshan" on Xu Mi's body. "Zong is unbearable" and threw Xu Mi at the foot of Maoshan.

"Master?" Wu Xuanyun didn't know why Zhao Lingjun wanted to stop himself.

"Forget it." Zhao Lingjun waved his hand. "Don't pick up his clothes, we'll just throw him into the hotel under Maoshan later."

"Why?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely.

"Nothing." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "The way this guy scolds the little RB, I really appreciate it. Just because he scolds the little RB, I don’t think I can treat him badly. Besides, he is now considered me half a master, and he In his memory, it seems that there is no memory of dealing with your master, so even if we want to deal with Maoshanzong in the future, we have to show mercy to his men."

"It makes sense." Lin Yiren smiled.

"Everyone is responsible for fighting the Japanese invaders." Zhao Lingjun smiled wretchedly. "Let’s let Maoshan Sect first give us a head start." Chapter 90 of the main text, fire diamonds, flowers of the full house "Sir, which ring do you want to see?"

Fan Xia looked at this young man with contempt.

Fan Xia is the counter salesperson of CHJ, and CHJ is one of SH's largest jewelry stores.

Fan Xia has been doing counter sales at CHJ for seven or eight years, and she hasn't exercised other experience. She has been trained for her skill in observing appearance and beauty.

In Fan Xia's view, the young man in front of him who had been swaying around the counter just wanted to buy a ring to please his girlfriend, but he couldn't afford it.

Looking at what he is wearing, it is only a mainland product from a popular brand, and the dirty pair on his feet does not know how long he has worn.

So even though Fan Xia still greeted this young man politely on her face, she sneered in her heart and thought, you should go now.

Fan Xia thought that this young man was like those who didn’t have the money to buy a ring. When he heard her question, he would say something in a slanderous manner. I just looked at it casually, and then walked away desperately. opened.

However, Fan Xia did not expect that this young man with a pair of dirty clothes actually lit an expensive ring and said to herself, "Please show me that ring."

"Sir, do you want to look at this ring?" Fan Xia looked at the young man, and said in an aggravated tone, "This ring costs more than 50,000 yuan."

"More than fifty thousand yuan?" The young man smiled, but nodded affirmatively. "Take it out first for me, please."

"If you don't buy it, you still have to look at it. She has a really thick skin." Fan Xia muttered in her heart, reluctantly taking out the ring that the young man wanted to see.

"It seems that the diamond is a little smaller." The young man took the ring in his hand and looked at it, then asked Fan Xia. "Is there such a style, but a larger diamond?"

"The diamond is a bit smaller?" Fan Xia was startled, and then she sneered. "Yes, wait a minute."

Fan Xia decided to embarrass the young man.

Now Fan Xia already thinks that this young man must be a master who cannot afford it. After being asked by himself, he didn’t want to walk away in a desperate manner. That’s why he found such a reason. Maybe he just wanted to Say, sorry, it's not big anymore. He would still say something awkwardly, oh, that's a pity, he didn't expect such a large jewelry store to have only such a small diamond ring, and then walked away arrogantly. "

In normal times, Fan Xia might have nothing to do, but today, CHJ just happened to have a new batch of jewellery, including a ring with a much larger diamond.

A few minutes later, another salesperson also sneered with a beautiful ring box.

As soon as Fan Xia opened the ring box, the brilliant light of the diamond dazzled several people's eyes.

"This is a rare fire diamond among diamonds, so it looks radiant, and a fire diamond of this size is even rarer." Fan Xia looked at the ring of more than 100,000 yuan, and used it Looked at the young man playfully.

"What do you think of this ring?"

After Fan Xia finished speaking, she waited to watch this young man's show.

But what Fan Xia didn't expect was that after the young man took out the ring and looked at it, he actually murmured in dissatisfaction. "It doesn't seem to be pretty enough."

"You..." Fan Xia couldn't help but wanted to say something. "Are you here to play with me on purpose?"

But the young man's next sentence stunned Fan Xia.

"Okay, let's take this."

"Sir, the price of this ring is 168,000." After a long while, Fan Xia recovered.

"No problem." The dirty-dressed young man threw out a gold card, and then with the next sentence, Fan Xia rolled her eyes and passed out.

The next thing the dirty-dressed young man said was, "Do you have any gold bullion for sale here? If so, sell it to me."

……

"Dr. Lin, Dr. Lin."

When the playful little nurse blushed and ran into Lin Qianxun's office out of breath, Lin Qianxun was helping an old lady to get her pulse.

The face of Lin Qianxun now seems to be paler.

"Little girl, what's the rush, I was shocked." The little nurse who suddenly rushed in surprised the old lady who was sitting well.

"Flowers, many flowers." The little nurse's face was full of excitement.

"Flowers?" Lin Qianxun was startled.

But the little nurse continued to talk no matter what. "The young man you saved last time... a lot of beautiful flowers. I have never seen it before."

"What's the matter with you little girl, how you talk is upside down." The old lady looked at the extremely excited little nurse very strangely.

"Go out and have a look, Dr. Lin." But the little nurse ignored the old lady's words and spoke to Lin Qianxun hurriedly.

Before Lin Qianxun could react, the little nurse grabbed Lin Qianxun's hand and dragged Lin Qianxun out of the door.

As soon as Lin Qianxun walked out of the office, she was stunned.

Flowers, flowers in the courtyard.

When Lin Qianxun entered the office in the morning, the entire courtyard of the hospital was still empty, with only a few half-dead magnolia flowers with crooked necks.

But now, the entire yard is full of various flowers.

And these flowers are not in pots, or cut from elsewhere and piled in the yard, but grow out of the soil in the yard.

And most of these flowers are strange flowers that Lin Qianxun has not seen. Even the sickly magnolia trees are covered with grass-green vines, and the emerald green The vines were also full of white, gleaming, light bulb-like flowers.

The whole yard is full of fragrance.

Among the flowers in the courtyard, Zhao Lingjun smiled and stood quietly, beside him was a pure white cat like a snow-white pompon, playfully plucking the land around him. Purple flowers the size of a bowl.

"Why are you here." When Lin Qianxun ran from the flowers to Zhao Lingjun's side, he felt like he was dreaming.

And in the corridor on the hospital building behind Lin Qianxun, an eyeball fell from the ground.

"How did you do it." The playful little nurse followed Lin Qianxun and asked excitedly.

"I am a magician." Zhao Lingjun smiled and blinked at the playful little nurse.

But when Zhao Lingjun saw Lin Qianxun who was slightly pale in front of him, he felt his heart beat violently.

"It's incredible." The playful little nurse lowered her body and stroked a strange blue flower. "These flowers are all real. You are such a great magician."

"Hehe." Zhao Lingjun smiled. Before Lin Qianxun could react, Zhao Lingjun had already held Lin Qianxun's hand.

"You..." Lin Qianxun's face flushed.

"Oh, you guys talk slowly, I'll go up first." The playful little nurse was very clever, and it suddenly occurred to him that he seemed very uncomfortable with two people.

"Hehe." Zhao Lingjun looked at the background of the playful little nurse and couldn't help but smile.

But when he turned his face to look at Lin Qianxun, Zhao Lingjun's eyes made Lin Qianxun feel dizzy.

The next sentence Zhao Lingjun said made Lin Qianxun lose all his thinking ability.

"Marry me, Chihiro."

Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Qianxun deeply, and slowly took out a ring from his arms.

"Ah-too romantic."

The bright light on the diamond ring caused the little nurse to let out a scream that was so excited that she almost fainted.

The playful little nurse covered her heart, because the playful little nurse felt that she was going to faint with excitement.

If someone proposes to him romantically like this, he will definitely agree to him without hesitation. The playful little nurse looked at Lin Qianxun with great excitement, and a voice in her heart kept yelling, "Hurry up and promise him, promise him."

But the playful little nurse did not see Lin Qianxun excitedly accept the ring.

The playful little nurse, just saw what Lin Qianxun and the young man named Zhao Lingjun were talking about.

"What are they talking about?" The playful little nurse~IndoMTL.com~ feels like she is about to die. "Why hasn't she agreed to his marriage proposal, and hasn't accepted the ring yet."

When that bright ring appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand, Lin Qianxun's eyes were wet all at once.

But after taking a deep breath, Lin Qianxun asked Zhao Lingjun quietly. "Why?"

"I know." Zhao Lingjun also took a deep breath, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who had sacrificed ten years to save himself. "You are the descendant of the Lin Family's brilliant art. The dream I had was not an illusion."

"It is because of this that you want to propose to me?" Lin Qianxun looked at Zhao Lingjun. "If you are not injured, I did not save you, this ring, will you give it to Meng Xue?"

"I..." Zhao Lingjun was dumbfounded.

But before Zhao Lingjun had time to speak, Lin Qianxun continued. "If you decide to propose to me in order to repay me for saving my life, I will not agree to you."

After taking a deep look at Zhao Lingjun, Lin Qianxun continued: "If I promise your marriage proposal, will it be unfair to Meng Xue?"