God seat, you come

Chen Yin returned to the ground, and the front of the restaurant was in a mess. It was obvious that it was the scene after a lot of fighting.

Holding the handle of the fan, Chen Yin approached Xiliang. The door of the store had been split in half, and several drops of blood had been splashed on the papered window.

With that idiot around, how could he allow such things to happen?

Chen Yin walked to the door, looked at the scene inside, his breath suddenly became hectic, the blood under his chest was gurgling to his heart, he even tasted a sweet and greasy feeling in his throat.

His feet were like lead injections, he couldn't take another step, he could only stare blankly at the white robe that was already soaked in blood red, and asked Qingsi Muhua who was kneeling beside Linyuan in a dumb voice, and said dumbly: "You guys God seat, he..., what's wrong?"

Qingsi glanced at where Chen Yin was, and turned into a cold lightning in his hand, and forced him towards Chen Yin, coldly: "Bold evildoer, come and die!"

Chen Yin's pupils tightened instantly, and said, "Qing Sijun, what do you mean by that?"

Qing Si didn't want to say much, the cold lightning in his hand was about to pierce into Chen Yin's chest in an instant.

Chen Yin dodged quickly, and the wooden fan only turned into red light to protect him, but there was no tendency to fight back. "Qing Sijun, what are you doing!"

There was a trace of blood red in Qingsi's eyes, and his eyes were red, and he moved towards Chen Yin's gate of life.

At this time, Muhua, whose face was still full of tears, stood up, and his words were a little angry, but he was firm: "Assassinating the god seat of the upper realm is an unforgivable crime, and there is no doubt that it is a death penalty, but how dare you turn into the appearance of a demon king?" Go bully God seat!" As he said that, Mu Hua glanced at Lin Yuan who had already lost consciousness, and murmured in pain: "But with the appearance of a demon king..."

Chen Yin felt like a shock, he forgot to protect his body with spiritual power, and Qingsi's cold electricity pierced Chen Yin's chest, but he couldn't feel the pain anymore.He stared closely at the man on the ground, and tremblingly said: "You mean, someone turned into me and hurt Bai Er?"

Qingsi stopped his hands suspiciously, the only one who could call the "Bai Er" on the seat of God was the Demon King, and the person in front of him did not fight back from the beginning to the end when faced with his pressure.

Mu Hua also noticed Chen Yin's antipathy, and asked tentatively, "Devil Lord?"

Chen Yin didn't respond, he covered his wound and walked to Lin Yuan's side, holding back his chills, and leaned over to see Lin Yuan's injury.

Chen Yin put his hand on the Linyuan pulse, and the chaotic and slow pulse completely disturbed Chen Yin's last peace.He held Lin Yuan's hand, and hurriedly said: "Bai Er..., you, can you hear me?"

For a long time, Chen Yin did not hear Lin Yuan's response.

Chen Yin's eyes gradually turned into a misty haze, and his voice was cold, "Who hurt him?"

With a nasal voice, Mu Hua said: "Just now, the Demon Lord hurried out, and the god seat followed closely. Afterwards, the two of us heard some bickering outside the store, but if there is a god seat, there will never be any." What's up."

"However, after a long time, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside the door. We went out to take a look, only to see the seat of the god holding your hand, the demon king, with the other hand covering your bloody heart, and he said, "Ling'er , don’t make trouble’.”

Chen Yin listened in a daze, with mixed emotions.

Although that person was not him, the idiot recognized someone else as him after he was drunk.

So..., so because it's him, even if he gets hurt like that, it's okay?

Chen Yin was a little choked up, and said with difficulty: "What about after that?"

Mu Hua sniffed, and said: "Then that demon lord stabbed the sword into the original wound of the god seat again." Mu Hua seemed to be a little bit emotional, crying, "The devil lord, just now the god seat I have already lost four of my primordial spirits, I'm afraid it's..."

"Shut up!" Chen Yin reprimanded anxiously, picked up a wooden fan and embraced a beam of red light to protect Linyuan, preventing the other souls from ascending, and then calmly said: "Your gods will be fine."

Chen Yin stood beside Lin Yuan and stared at him for a long time, suppressing the chill all over his body, clutching the handle of the fan tightly, and said: "I will protect your god seat, and you will not leave for half a step, until I come back."

Chen Yin didn't care about the old wounds and the new wounds, he rushed forward, only thinking about the words Muhua said just now in his mind.

"Ling'er, stop making trouble."

Seriously, a dork.

It wasn't until in front of Jilan Hall that Chen Yin's mood calmed down a little, and he slowly remembered the purpose of his actions.

The guards in front of the gate of Jilan Palace blocked Chen Yin's way with crossed halberds, and shouted: "Why are you here..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yin knocked the two of them to the ground with a slap of light. He looked down at the people on the ground coldly, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to die."

Scholars in the hall heard the sound of fighting outside the door, and leaned out to have a look.

Chen Yin's black clothes stretched out, and his eyes were bright red with anger.The wooden fan shone with frightening brilliance, making Chen Yin look like a bloodthirsty monster.

Some respected and elderly scholars dared to accuse Chen Yin, saying: "Niety, why are you messing around here again and again!"

Chen Yin stared coldly, and said word by word: "Go away!"

Seeing Chen Yin's unrepentant attitude, some serious scholars said: "Nie Zhan, you should also respect your ancestors, don't do it for it!"

Chen Yin snorted and said, "You're so excited to shout out every evil, if it's not for Nian Ganan's affection, how long do you think you can live?"

The scholar was a little ashamed by Chen Yin's words, he just pointed at Chen Yin with a blushing face, and said "You...! You..." and couldn't say anything else.

Chen Yin had a sarcastic expression on his face, and he only glanced at the crowd, then walked into the hall, saying, "I am only here to take a sample of things, and I will leave after I take it. As long as you don't deliberately stop me, I will protect you from any worries." .”

"Wait a minute, Demon Lord!"

Chen Yin looked back, and saw Changbai in a gold thread coat.

Chen Yin held the shining red wooden fan tightly, placed it by his side, and said with a straight face: "You know why I am here, and I will not hurt you if I think about the love in the past, so you don't have to do anything." Stupid thing. After all, even if you want to stop it, you can't stop it."

Changbai had a clear expression on his face, and only smiled and said, "Mojun, you can't take away the primordial spirit."

Chen Yin squinted his eyes for a moment, and then smiled deeply, "The boss really wants to stop it."

Changbai shook his head, and said patiently: "Changbai knows he can't stop the demon king, so naturally he won't be a chariot with his arms. But, what does the demon king think of this Jilan Palace?"

Chen Yindao: "What do you mean?"

Changbai said: "The devil knows it. The fate is permanent, and manpower is hard to do. People should live and die, and the number of days is fixed. You and I are helpless."

Chen Yin gritted his teeth and said angrily: "He is your god seat!"

Changbai smiled wryly and said: "When the ancestor passed away, there was nothing we could do, so what about the White Dragon God Seat?"

Chen Yin was obviously annoyed, he opened the wooden fan quickly, held the red light in his hand, and smiled bewitchingly: "If you can't get it, I will destroy this Jilan Palace."

Changbai shook his head helplessly, and said: "The Jilan Palace is gone, and the primordial spirit of the White Dragon God Seat has no hope of returning to his body."

Chen Yin seemed to have heard something important. He used the red light as a rope to hold Changbai's throat, and raised his voice: "The hope of returning to the body? There is a law to ask, but you just deceived me and couldn't get it back." soul!"

, Changbai was short of breath, and suffocated: "Since the beginning, the Jilan Palace has received all the primordial spirits, and it is against the law to lose one or more. Now if the devil wants to take away the four primordial spirits of the White Dragon God Seat , then another primordial spirit must be replaced. What's more, it is not easy to risk one's life."

After listening to what Changbai had said, Chen Yin slowly loosened the grip on Changbai's neck, nodded solemnly, and murmured softly: "He has done more than me in risking his life."

After a long while, Chen Yin said to Changbai with a serious face, "I will pay you four primordial spirits, and you will return Linyuan's primordial spirit."

Changbai tidied up the clothes that were wrinkled by Chen Yin, and said, "How does the devil want to make it up?"

Chen Yin lowered his head and stared at the handle of the fan in his hand, "I have 110 two primordial spirits, and it's not difficult for you to have four."

Changbai was not surprised, and said slowly: "The devil should know that the primordial spirits of the gods are not ordinary."

Chen Yin raised his head, nodded, spread out his palms, and caressed the four red coral beads hanging on the handle of the fan.

No joy, anger, sorrow or sorrow could be seen on Changbai's face, and his voice was extremely elegant and elegant, "Have you figured it out?"

Chen Yin seemed to be speaking to himself, "In the past, he gave up his life many times to protect him, but now I save him once, it's nothing."

After a long time, Changbai sighed a little, and said: "The devil came here wounded, if the four gods of life are lost, the loss will be huge."

Chen Yindao: "It's better than him whose life and death are unspeakable. You don't need to say any more, just lead me to go."

Changbai didn't say any more, just led Chen Yin to the inner room of the side hall of Jilan Palace, and when Chen Yin entered the door, he saw Linyuan's wooden box at a glance.

Chen Yin stepped forward, opened the wooden box, and instantly Lin Yuan's memory came into Chen Yin's eyes.

In the picture, is a boy in a white robe.

It seems that the idiot was a child.

Xiao Linyuan is sitting in front of the book table reading, and Ganan is explaining the mystery of the book in the hall.

Ganan praised with a smile: "Lin'er is really talented, I will say a few words, and Lin'er will understand."

Xiao Linyuan lowered his head, and replied honestly: "The ancestor's instructions are exquisite, you don't need to speak too much, the listener will understand easily."

Ganan nodded in satisfaction. At this time, a servant boy entered the hall and whispered a few words to Ganan, and Ganan confessed to Linyuan and went out.

After Ganan left, Lin Yuan was still studying his homework obediently, and the whole hall was so quiet that only Lin Yuan's steady breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, a pleasant male voice sounded in the hall: "What's there to read about this broken book?"

Lin Yuan raised his head, he only felt that the voice was very close to him, but he didn't see anyone coming, "Who is talking?"

The man smiled lightly, his voice was like a bell, "Look at your feet."

Lin Yuan lowered his head and saw the rosary on the ground.

Following Lin Yuan's memory, Chen Yin saw himself.He was both surprised and suspicious, and when did this happen, how could he not remember at all?

Lin Yuan frowned: "Who are you?"

Suddenly, Chen Yin saw himself transformed into Lin Yuan's attire, wearing a white robe, a high hair crown, and a white jade hairpin.

It's just that the front skirt is slightly loose, and the hair strands are not all pulled up, and a few strands are scattered on the chest.Speaking of Chen Yin's initial consciousness at this time, although the changed appearance is not as good as the current one, it is already beautiful, so it seems that it is really a seductive charm.

Chen Yin propped his head on the desk with one hand, tilted his head and smiled at Linyuan, "God seat, I'm the Bailong clan."

Lin Yuan looked at Chen Yin for a few times, then withdrew his gaze, and said shallowly, "You are not."

Chen Yin lowered his head to check the attire he was looking at, and asked doubtfully, "Where is it?"

Lin Yuan glanced sideways at Chen Yin again, and said, "This family is naturally indifferent, but you are not."

Hearing this, Chen Yin laughed a few times, and tapped his pinky fingertips on the desk, "You mean that I'm a slutty character?"

Lin Yuan just looked down at the book, "I never said that."

Chen Yin didn't care about it, instead he straightened his clothes, and even moved closer to Lin Yuan, asking shallowly, "Do I look good?"

Lin Yuan never raised his head, nodded his head, and said truthfully: "It looks good."

Chen Yin smiled deeply, "Then do you like it?"

Lin Yuan still didn't look up, "I don't like it."

Chen Yindao: "It looks good but you don't like it?"

Lin Yuan said: "Yes."

After a long time, Lin Yuan didn't hear any more movement, looked up, but saw no one, but there was the string of rosary beads at his feet again.He held the rosary in his palm, stared at it quietly, and stroked it gently.

At this time, Ganan returned, saw the object in Lin Yuan's hand, and asked, "Lin'er likes my rosary?"

Lin Yuan asked in surprise, "Is this something from our ancestors?"

Ganan said with a smile: "This rosary has been with me for many years, but now it is somewhat spiritual."

Lin Yuan only looked carefully at the things in his hands, and didn't speak any more.But Kanan, seeing Lin Yuan's scene, asked one more question: "Lin'er, what's the matter?"

Linyuan shook his head when he heard the words, and only returned the rosary to Ganan, only asked a few questions in the book, and didn't mention anything about talent.