Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 160: I’m back


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Pei Yuan is a junior at the Jinling Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics. He is from a well-off family. He didn’t need to work-study, but Pei Yuan would work part-time as a tour guide during the holidays. By this year, he has several times to lead a group alone Experience in going to Southeast Asia.

This summer, Pei Yuan chose to stay in Jinling to lead the group because of something at home.

Speaking of tourism in Jinling, the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum has become more and more popular in the past two years because of the word of mouth of the "Chinese Sculpture". For example, the South Korean group that Pei Yuan led this time included a group of ten men and women, all of whom were young tourists from South Korea.

Young people have more topics when staying together, and of course they also have many novel ideas. For example, this time, their request was very simple. They had to wait for the dead of night to observe the golden eagles alone in the Zhongshan Mausoleum.

Although this idea is strange, Pei Yuan has seen more tourists with absurd ideas. In comparison, this is just a somewhat embarrassing request. Naturally, they cannot stay in the park. Pei Yuan provides them with overnight tents. The group can only camp on the adjacent hills in the afternoon. When the tourists are gone, they can get close to the golden eagles in the evening.

Finally, when the tourists disperse, the moon climbed up to the top of the willow. The interest of the Korean tourists was growing. Someone took out a high-powered telescope and looked at the golden eagles perched on the archway of Zhongshan Mausoleum.

The golden eagle in the high-powered moonlight telescope, the moonlight shines on the golden feathers, adding a little softness to the awe-inspiring power of the golden eagle. The leading Korean man had a beard and couldn't help but stare at the camera.

Little Jin felt very spiritual, staring in the direction of the small hills, and the eagle eyes had the air of a king looking at the mountains.

Luojihu murmured something, because the speed of his speech was too fast, Pei Yuan could only simply communicate in daily life in Korean, and did not hear what Luojihu said.

"Such a golden eagle should belong to our Republic of Korea!" A Korean woman in her twenties took a deep breath, staring at the golden eagle on the archway with her big beautiful eyes, showing greedy eyes. .

Just don’t know if those eyelids were cut? Pei Yuan thought unkindly, and regretted taking this group with him. In the past two years, Bangzi has become more and more frantic and brain-disabled. The Dragon Boat Festival application is forever, and everything is said to be theirs. Even Confucius has Korean ancestry, which is disgusting.

For the yelling of Korean women, Pei Yuan took some bad tastes. Fortunately, the Golden Eagle made his home in Zhongshan Mausoleum, so he didn't leave. Otherwise, according to the thinking of the sticks, maybe the Golden Eagle went to Korea. Flying around in the air, it is of Korean origin.

He just fell off this idea, but suddenly found something wrong around him.

Why are everyone else silent?

Pei Yuan was relieved to find that they had set up their cameras and took out their phones to take pictures.

Because there is no need to explain at this time, Pei Yuan also took out the latest camera phone bought by the tour guide, and prepared to take a few golden eagles under the moon, which can be regarded as a commemoration of the group. Pei Yuangang wanted to put away his phone, looked at the Koreans around him, and couldn't help but let out a soft surprise——

The camera frame they set up, assembled flexibly in their hands, fell in the eyes of Pei Yuan, and it actually had the prototype of a gun!

No good, these Koreans are afraid of being malicious!

Pei Yuan quickly made a judgment in his mind, did he pretend he didn't know, or did he catch himself? —— Reason tells Pei Yuan that it is the best policy to pretend to be ignorant of their purpose and look for opportunities to report the crime, but a college student like him, who is not strong at the critical moment, can be sensible!

Furthermore, just a few seconds after Pei Yuan hesitated, the Korean woman who had looked at the brain-dead had already turned around and smiled at him: "Student Pei, there are some things better than seeing. "

Bae Won opened his mouth and smiled reluctantly. These Koreans really want the idea of ​​playing the golden eagle!

Do they want to kill it, or do they want to live?

How can the live ones be shipped back to China?

There must be collusion with ghosts. With such a big golden eagle, there is no internal response. Don't even think about getting out of the gate. Damn it, what am I going to do now? At this time, Pei Yuan felt that it was a mistake to not learn a bit of self-defense.

Unfortunately, at this moment, everything is too late.

The beard has taken up a long barrel and aimed at the golden eagle. It doesn't look like a large-scale lethal weapon, but more like an anaesthetic gun. Pei Yuan stepped forward, and the big-eyed Korean woman also stepped forward and stood beside him, ready to stop him at any time.

Pei Yuan could only watch the anesthesia needle, which was a little longer than the embroidery needle, banged out the needle tube and shot towards the golden eagle—hurry up and avoid it! Pei Yuan was breathing fast and he was studying in Jinling. He usually heard rumors about the golden eagle. For this brave and unusual golden eagle, Pei Yuan believed it could avoid it.

Why don't you avoid it——

Pei Yuan is puzzled. In fact, as far as Xiaojin is concerned, this so-called anesthetic needle is even more ignorable than mosquitoes. At the beginning, it was even the golden sword technique of the gold system. How could the fearless strange bird care about this little Fantie anesthesia needle?

However, this is after all a challenge to it!

Lin Luoran once told him not to harm humans at will, but he never said that he should not fight back in the face of provocation. Xiao Jin had two wings, and he was about to fly over to lay these daring "golden eagle eagles" under their claws. A familiar breath suddenly appeared, causing Xiao Jin to flap his wings.

This is... Xiao Jin is at a loss. At this moment, he has waited for three full years. Maybe, just an illusion?

Pei Yuan screamed, and the sticks held the guns in their hands, and they were nervous-why suddenly someone appeared?

A Qianqiansu hand picked up the anesthesia needle and threw it on the ground.

Under the moonlight, Lin Luoran's appearance is hazy, but the deep **** of the soul, without the isolation of the blood pond underground palace, makes Xiao Jin never mistaken—this is its owner, she It's really back! Recently, the majestic and day-heavy Xiaojin instantly turned back to that silly, treacherous and coquettish eagle, it froze in place, waiting for Lin Luoran to approach.

The Koreans separated by a ravine did not see Lin Luoran catching the anesthesia needle at all. They thought that someone had come out to "cut the beard" and was so angry that they simply took out a long-range gun and were about to get in the way. When the figure of's appeared, it was discovered that the figure that was blurred in the moonlight had jumped out of thin air!

This is impossible!

The beard snatched the binoculars. This man obviously used some kind of tool like flying claws to grab their golden eagle!

The scene that Luohu saw in the telescope made him stunned-it was really jumping up into the sky, looking at the fluttering clothes, she was still a woman!

Lin Luoran didn't have time to pay attention to the little fleas at this time. After three years, she could see Xiaojin just after the bleeding pool, and she felt no more sigh. Three years of time, countless times of life and death, let Lin Luoran realize the impermanence of life, let her work harder, and let her cherish more.

"Little Jin..." Lin Luoran jumped to the top of the archway. Xiao Jin lowered his head. Lin Luoran put his face on his neck, almost crying.

Xiao Jin also twisted his neck to rub Lin Luoran's cheek. The atmosphere of the reunion of the master and servant was very warm, but a few bullets broke the warm atmosphere.

The bullet hit Xiaojin's wings and was blocked by "ping-pong-pong". Jin Ling's hardness is not the same as the steel plate. Blocking these bullets is naturally not a problem.

A murderous intent appeared in Lin Luoran's eyes. The blood pool had been gnawed for three years. It was fortunate that she hadn't fallen into a demon, but after all, she added a touch of hostility to her temperament.

Lin Luoran turned on Xiaojin's back, Xiaojin's wings fluttered, and in the blink of an eye he came to the sky over the hill on the opposite side. It was so fast that the people on the opposite side did not react at all!

Looking down a few meters above the crowd, Lin Luoran heard a beard whispering a few words. Most people in Korean dramas have seen it. The coy nature of Bangzi talk must be pretentious. Lin Luoran just listened to it. Came out.

First, he shot Xiaojin, and then shot them at will. If these are good people, who are the bad people in this world? People who are not my race must have different hearts. Lin Luoran didn’t bother to know why they came. With a flick of his right hand, a destructive spiritual force disappeared into the gun-holding beard, and the beard fell down. People reacted and wanted to counterattack. All those who had changed, were knocked down by Lin Luoran's fingers.

This is spiritual power. It is not comparable to the spiritual energy that had penetrated into Mu Tiannan's body before. The destructive power of the two differed by more than one level. The most important thing is that although this tricky spiritual power is only a trace, it will die until death. Staying in them, it won't dissipate by itself, it smells like the life and death talisman of Tianshan child grandmother.

Now there is only one student-like person left. Just as Lin Luoran raised his hand, the boy hurriedly shouted: "I am from Huaxia, a student of Jinling University of Aeronautics and Astronautics, and I am not in the same group! "

Lin Luoran said indifferently: "Since I am from Huaxia, why go with these Panbang fleas?"

Pei Yuan was in a daze by the woman in ancient costume who came here on the golden eagle. He would forget to say anything if it wasn't about his wealth and life.

His eloquence as a tour guide rescued him at a critical moment. Pei Yuansan explained the situation in two sentences, and Lin Luoran said to himself: "The killing scared this student... Hey, I said, hand them over. To the police, will you?"

Pei Yuan nodded fiercely, Lin Luoran didn't care if they would be released on bail after they were handed over to the police. Anyway, the tricky spiritual power in these people was activated, and they would not want to live.

Lin Luoran feels like an arrow at the moment, and is not in the mood to say more to this ordinary student. She has gone through life and death, and her character is a little more casual. It is still left to the so-called special department and The celebrities are going to make trouble, what's up with her?

She touched Xiaojin's neck, Xiaojin had two wings, seven or eight meters long, which covered the moonlight that had just emerged tonight.

Pei Yuan yelled "Fairy", Lin Luoran sat on the back of the carving and turned half of his face, Pei Yuan ghostly stunned, and instantly pressed the door silently-this is just a trivial matter to Lin Luoran, Xiao Jin Kuairuo The lightning disappeared to the horizon in an instant.

Pei Yuan took a closer look with her mobile phone, and the golden eagle **** Jun Yingwu's shots are clearly visible. Although the beauty in costume is only a profile, the motion captured by this mobile phone is a bit vague, but she can't cover up her temperament. , Really looks like the goddess of Tiangong——

Bae Yuan was at a loss. The groan of a Korean stick at his feet made him come back to his senses and called the police first. While waiting for the police to arrive, Pei Yuan struggled, and still posted the photos meagerly.

——"The Chinese God Eagle is waiting for her!"

Pei Yuan made a small butterfly that fanned its wings. He hadn't thought about it at this moment. The barrier between ordinary people and cultivators in China was just because he slightly fanned its wings, which caused a huge change. !

"...PS?"

The first questioned reply was soon received from the meager, Pei Yuan is categorical and welcome everyone to check.

After appraisal by a bunch of master mappers, this kind of photos of Lin Luoran turning around in a sculpture quickly detonated major forums and websites-although there are still many people questioning the authenticity of the photos, but more The human person regards Lin Luoran as the little dragon girl described by Jin Yong who does not eat the fireworks.

In this era, how can there be people wearing ancient costumes riding giant eagles?

The world we live in from nine to five, is it going to return to the mythical world in one night?

Many people are panicking, but with a hint of expectation.

The mythical world of China, the boundless wilds and strange beasts, and the immortal fate, why don’t people look forward to it——

Lin Luoran still doesn't know what happened.

Under the boundless moonlight, she feels Xiaojin's progress over the past three years, and the current speed is even the same as the airplane, right?

Little Jin still flies in a straight line, so it should be faster than an airplane, right? Counting the time, in just over an hour, you can see relatives and friends who have been apart for three years. Lin Luoran stroked Xiaojin's back feathers, with an unconcealable smile and expectation on her lips!

At the same time, the sky in Rongcheng was torn brightly by lightning, and the first thunder fell!

Because such thunderstorms have been rare for several years, and even cut off the network for a short time.

Lin Luoran, who is full of expectation, does not know what danger the Lin family is in now...

——No matter what, I’m back.


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