The host of fast travel, she is not a human being

Chapter 233 South China Princess (24)

"Looking for me?" Lin Yu walked downstairs slowly with a sword in his hand.

He saw Zheng Yin at a glance.

Excellent people are always out of dust.

In the past few years, he has known a lot about Sifang City, and naturally he already knows the information of famous people like Zheng Yin by heart.

The 25-year-old Mahayana monk is known as an insurmountable existence for the young generation of Sifang City.

It's not like I haven't seen it when I was a child.

"Lin Yu." Although Zheng Yin was sitting on the chair, his momentum did not retreat at all.

Lin Yu.

The eldest son of the Lin family who couldn't cultivate at all?
That eldest son who died nine years ago?
Tsk, this is really amazing.

The current reputation of the Lin family is really not very good.

What does it mean that someone who should be dead suddenly appears?
Unspoken conspiracy.

The truth about the tragic deaths of the Lin family's descendants may be right in front of them.

"Zheng Yin." Lin Yu also stood at the corner of the stairs, not moving forward.

The distance was still the same, and many spectators were secretly watching.

Both are celebrities.

Zheng Yin, the genius of the Zheng family.

Lin Yu, the legend of Minglan Mountain.

One is the youngest Mahayana monk, and the other is the youngest Nascent Soul.

What makes Lin Yu even more famous is that Lin Yu seems to have the ability to manipulate natural objects.

Illusory things such as earth, thunder, and wood can be used as weapons for his attacks.

Therefore, many rumors say that he is the son of the god.

"You are so courageous." Zheng Yin cleared his throat and spoke after being stared at by Lin Yu.

Not an easy character.

Such an aura, no matter how dispositional it is, doesn't look like what a 19-year-old boy should have.

Even, the unfathomable nature of this person made him a little bit afraid.

Given time, it must be a legend.

But coming back to Sifang City now is really a bit confusing.

The Lin family would never allow him to leave Sifang City alive. How could a person like the current head of the Lin family allow such a big threat to exist.

"Thank you." Lin Yu still had no expression on his face.

His tone was calm, as if he had nothing to do with him.

"." Zheng Yin was speechless.

Why don't you even accept the well-intentioned reminder?
"What does it have to do with you?" A beautiful female voice came from outside the inn.

With a little immature.

Everyone in the inn was shocked.

Qingzhou walked into the hotel almost under everyone's attention, and Zhao Yi followed closely behind Qingzhou.

Among the people watching the excitement in the hotel, several people retreated out with serious expressions after seeing Zhao Yi.

How can this person still be alive?

The one with the most exciting expression on his face is probably Zheng Yin.

"Master." Lin Yu, who was holding the sword, was slightly startled.

how
When did the master come.

"Yeah." Qingzhou walked up to Lin Yu step by step, and then looked at Zheng Yin who was sitting sprawled.

"Take care of yourself."

How much face do you have to teach Lin Yu?

【.】Bai Qi calmly watched the progress bar of the side mission pull up to 40.00%.

40.00%.

In 40.00% nine is short of nine-eighths.

So what to do?

Nine times out of ten, you will be stuck on the spot again.

A Lan and Wu Shuang looked at Qing Zhou in surprise.

Three years later, this person has not changed at all.

She still looks like a girl, and even the tone of her voice hasn't changed in the slightest.

Time seemed to stand still for her.

Lin Yu lowered his eyes slightly, focusing on the snow-white neck of the man in front of him.

Slender and straight.

The breath is full of aromas that cannot be forgotten for many years.

Everything tells him that this person is really here.

It wasn't that he was dreaming.

Zheng Yin, who was drinking tea on all fours, suddenly became a straight sitting posture.

The teacup in his hand almost shook.

"Beauty, you know each other."

Even though the nervousness of seeing this person was reflected in his subconscious reaction, he still had a stubborn and frivolous look on his face.

Lin Yu clenched the sword in his hand instantly, and the strong killing intent almost poured out.

Tsk. This Zheng Yin doesn't seem to want to live very much.

"Shh!"

A bolt of lightning struck towards Zheng Yin.

Zheng Yin was shocked, and then rolled over and leaned against the table next to him.

The chair he used to sit on had been smashed into powder, and even the ground was scorched black.

What a terrifying power!

At this moment, Zheng Yin had some lingering fears, and even the sudden appearance of Qing Zhou became unexpectedly easier to accept.

"Fengfeng." Qing Zhou turned his head and held Lin Yu's left hand.

Only then did she realize that her hand could no longer fully grasp the man's hand.

She hasn't grown up yet, but Lin Yu is different.

In terms of age, Lin Yu is probably three years older than her now.

"Huh?" Lin Yu responded.

In an instant, many people felt that their breathing became a little easier.

Lin Yu lowered his head and looked at the clasped hands with a smile on his lips.

The master took his hand.

But he wants more.

Zhou Ge stared at Lin Yu like a ghost.

Is this man smiling?
The person with the same ghost expression is Zhao Yi, who has not yet recovered from the fright.

Lin Yu raised his head to meet Qing Zhou's face, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Master Mingming never said that Fengfeng was calling him, but he always knew it was him.

You knew it from the first time she barked.

"You..." Zheng Yin, who was quite embarrassed, felt embarrassed.

This person is obviously just a Nascent Soul, and he is a Mahayana monk.

How could he have suffered a loss at the hands of this person so easily?
Where is his face going?
"Is something wrong?"

Qingzhou looked at Zheng Yin and asked back.

What is an outsider doing here without leaving?
The voice is immature, but it still makes people feel chills all over the body.

"No." Zheng Yin immediately stood up straight and shook his head.

Thinking of the fate of that giant ape, Zheng Yin had to be a little more vigilant and cautious about beauties.

After saying this, Zheng Yin wanted to leave.

Don't be too obvious about the meaning of "Why are you still not leaving" in the eyes of the white-clothed god on the opposite side.

"Haven't you asked your honorable name?" Zheng Yin had already stepped out of the inn, and turned his head back to ask.

Still bowing decently.

"Mu Qingyue." Qing Zhou spat out these three words expressionlessly.

Zheng Yin subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to praise his name, but when he met Lin Yu's cold eyes, he swallowed the words back.

(End of this chapter)