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"Sir, how do you know my aunt's name?"
Yun Yu¡¯s eyes showed doubts, and she took a closer look at Lin Chen¡¯s appearance.
At this sight, Yun Yuhuan was immediately stunned.
She suddenly discovered that Lin Chen's eyebrows were somewhat similar to her aunt's. Then she suddenly thought of Lin Xiaorou's appearance, and her heart beat even harder.
"I'm asking you, why did you ask me?"
Lin Chen smiled, but when he saw Yun Yuhuan staring at his face in a daze, he couldn't help but frown and said, "What are you looking at?"
"No, it's nothing."
Yun Yuhuan shook his head quickly, not daring to think further.
Lin Chen nodded and stopped asking any more questions. He had millions of years of experience. Yun Yuhuan, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, could not hide his thoughts at all. Everything in his heart was written on his face. He knew immediately that Yun Yuhuan Yu Huan may have thought of something. If he continues to ask questions, it will inevitably make Yun Yu Huan even more suspicious.
He paused for a moment and asked, "Since you are from the Yun family, why does Zhou Yang dare to yell at you?"
"I¡¡"
Yun Yuhuan smiled bitterly and said: "My father is from the Yun family, but my mother is just an ordinary person. It is not easy for me to discuss matters between elders. It's just that I have lived with my mother since I was a child, and my father will come occasionally. Look at me, later my grandpa discovered that I had a talent for alchemy, so he asked someone to send me to the Alchemist Guild, and by chance, I became a famous teacher."
Lin Chen asked: "How is your situation in the Alchemist Guild?"
"well enough."
Yun Yuhuan's beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned. She has a good talent for alchemy, but because of her appearance and origin, she is often pestered by powerful people in the family like Cao Wu. Although those people dare not do anything to her, they But she didn't tire of it either.
¡°But she was not familiar with Lin Chen, let alone had any friendship, but she would not say these words.
Lin Chen understood Yun Yuhuan's expression as soon as he saw it, and said directly: "Don't go back. There is also a shortage of alchemists in my house. I will give you a monthly salary and discuss the price with Ling'er. In the future, you will be a full-time alchemist. I promise not to Someone will harass you, so just live next to Su Qian and the others, so go down."
"ah?"
Yun Yuhuan was stunned when he heard the words.
She didn¡¯t say anything yet, so why did Lin Chen order her to be fucked?
But seeing the undeniable expression on Lin Chen's face, and thinking of Lin Chen's murderous manner without blinking an eye, Yun Yuhuan could only swallow what he wanted to say, nodded dullly, and turned around to leave.
Lin Chen shook his head gently. After hearing Yun Yuhuan's life experience, he suddenly thought of a rumor he heard in his previous life when he was drinking with Gufajian. At that time, Gufajian told him with a mysterious look on his face that he was one of the seven ancient tribes. In the Yun family, there was a direct son who gave birth to a daughter with a commoner. She was as beautiful as a flower, but she was found dead in the alchemist guild. I heard that she was intimidated by a powerful descendant of the alchemist guild. I thought After marrying her as a concubine, she refused to obey and committed suicide in anger.
Lin Chen initially learned that Yun Yuhuan was from the Yun family and had not connected her with that incident. But after listening to what Yun Yuhuan said just now, he realized that Yun Yuhuan was the one in the ancient sword mouth of his previous life. people.
If Yun Yuhuan is allowed to go back, she will not be able to escape death in a few decades. After all, she is still a relative, so we cannot watch her die.
Lin Chen nodded, feeling very good after doing such a kind deed.
He closed his eyes and stared. The national destiny of the Huayu Immortal Dynasty was still gathering. It would take more than a month to pick, so there was no rush.
In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.
In the past seven days, the entire Huayu Immortal Dynasty has changed. All the vassal states have been abolished and merged into one body. Thirty-six emperors have transformed into feudal officials, causing a sensation in the surrounding countries of the Huayu Immortal Dynasty.
No one can understand what happened in the Huayu Immortal Dynasty. Emperors of many countries even sent spies to contact the thirty-six emperors, trying to instigate them to betray the Huayu Immortal Dynasty, but these spies failed. All of them were killed by the emperors without exception, which made those emperors even more confused and full of questions.
Is the charm of the Feather Saint Emperor that great?
How can you actually make all thirty-six emperors return to their hearts and willingly give up their country to others?
They don't know that whether it is for the Holy Emperor Huayu or the thirty-six emperors, the ownership of the land is no longer important at this moment. Only they know in their hearts that the leader on the surface is the Holy Emperor Huayu, but In fact, even the Holy Emperor Huayu himself obeyed Lin Chenyan.
It doesn¡¯t matter to them who becomes the Holy Emperor. The Huayu Immortal Dynasty has already changed hands.
SevenThe previous battle completely established Lin Chen's status.
Until the spies from all sides brought the information about Hegemony City back to the various countries, a high-ranking emperor whose cultivation and strategy were no less than that of the Huayu Holy Emperor, all fell silent.
Even if they offend the Emperor Huayu, they can still mediate.
But when Lin Chen was provoked, the Holy Emperor Huayu was a bloody example.
Throughout the eastern part of China, all the royal families and major forces are buying mansions and setting up hidden stakes in Bloody Blood City, just to get to know Lin Chen better. This move has actually caused the land prices in Bloody Blood City to skyrocket. Every inch of land is worth almost as much as The capitals of various countries are comparable.
And the Holy Land of Shenxu, because of the acquaintance of the new Lord Zhenyangzi and Lin Chen, has become the first of the three holy places.
Although Zhen Yangzi only has a cultivation level of the third level of the Martial Saint Realm, the Lords of the fifth level of the Martial Saint Realm in the other two major holy places also smile with smiles on their faces when they see Zhen Yangzi. Because of this, Zhen Yangzi simply goes to He set up the headquarters of Shenxu Holy Land in Tyrannical Blood City and became a hands-off shopkeeper, leaving all the major and minor affairs of the Holy Land to others to manage, while he concentrated on studying Lin Chen.
The changes in the Huayu Immortal Dynasty even alarmed the ancestors of the royal family who had already broken through to the Martial Saint Realm and practiced with great concentration in the Alchemist Guild.
The ancestor of the royal family was furious at first, wishing he could immediately depose the Emperor Huayu from the throne and then kill Lin Chen to vent his anger.
But after a long night¡¯s conversation with the Holy Emperor Huayu, the ancestor of the royal family left silently.
The long street was bustling with people coming and going. The earth-shattering battle seven days ago seemed to have been forgotten, and the ruined roads had been repaired. If it weren't for the many new faces in Tyrannical Blood City, it would have been as if all this had not happened. Pass.
Lin Chen and Qin Zhongling followed Wen Wuji, twisting and turning, and gradually walked into a remote alley.
Qin Zhongling looked around and asked doubtfully: "Senior Wen, are you sure a puppet master would open his shop in a place like this?"
"Miss Qin, do I dare to lie to you?"
Wen Wuji smiled bitterly and said, "Besides, I just said by the way when I said goodbye to Mr. Lin, I'm going to buy some puppets for my son to play with, and it's you who insists on coming with me." ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com