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Volume 3: Human Skin Coat Chapter 484: Take Care

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    The word "accept" fell loudly, and the vast world became silent.  Xu Lin stood high in the sky, staring at the soul mirror in his hand, but suddenly found that there was a change in the golden light on the mirror, and the uniform luster.  The original bronze patina began to show signs of peeling under the flicker of light. This not only made Xu Lin raise his eyebrows, but also thought to himself, couldn't the soul mirror look like this before? Thinking of this, Xu Lin did not move.  , just wrapped a ray of spiritual consciousness around the mirror, and while silently feeling it, his body turned around, and he saw in the dim green night sky without ghosts and candles burning souls. I don¡¯t know when, but there was a group of people, quietly.  Standing quietly behind him is his own crow camp.  The previous battle between Xu Lin and the Ghost King and Emperor was so powerful that it was like a light in the dark night, attracting the monks from Wuque Camp here. They happened to see Xu Lin subduing the real-life Ghost King and Emperor with the precious mirror in his hand.  Not only did it add a sense of awe to these people's hearts.  Without saying anything, Xu Lin stepped in the air, as if walking on a staircase, and slowly reached the ground step by step. However, he carefully held the soul mirror in his hand, watching the changes on the mirror, and moved the corners of his mouth.  Move, a monk immediately flew forward and rescued the Taoist Yingzhuan who was tied up with five flowers. When the latter came to Xu Lin, as if he had defeated a rooster, he lowered his head and glanced at Xu Lin from time to time.  I didn't dare to take a breath.  Unlike other Wuqueying monks, Taoist Yingzhuan could see the battle between Xu Lin and the Ghost King Emperor before his eyes. He knew how capable the seemingly frail young man in front of him was.  Now that I have a foundation, and thinking about my previous failures, I really feel ashamed to see Xu Lin.  There are rules in Wuqueying, and the rules are in Xu Lin's hands. If he wants you to die, you will never survive tomorrow. After understanding Xu Lin's strength, this feeling of awe has changed.  He was extremely certain, so at this moment Taoist Yingzhuan was not only worried about his fate in the next moment, but also afraid of how Xu Lin would punish him.  "Looking at your appearance, you don't seem to have suffered much." Xu Lin said without raising his head, his eyes always remaining on the mirror in his hand.  Taoist Yingzhuan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't react. When he did, he was about to kneel on the ground, wagging his tail and begging for mercy, but he was kicked by the Hentianlang behind him. He immediately understood that he was not begging and wailing now.  At that time, he quickly flattered him and said: "It's better that the leader came in time, otherwise Xiao Xiao's life will be confessed here today. This kind of kindness, Xiao Xiao can't repay it, only this life is left."  , After today, whether you will go up the mountain of swords or into the sea of ??fire, it all depends on the first sentence. "Xu Lin found a mound of earth and was about to sit down, but he saw the blood-killing monk coming out of nowhere and following Xu Lin's butt.  Behind him, he was blowing and wiping on the mound full of loess, and said with a sneer: "You are the leader, sit down." "On this mound of loess, you blew up your cheeks, isn't it made of soil?  "Xu Lin rolled his eyes at the blood-killing monk, who put on a smile that was uglier than a ghost crying, and giggled silently.  Looking up at Taoist Yingzhuan again, Xu Lin sighed: "I know what you are thinking, and I also understand what you people are afraid of." Xu Lin's eyes swept across the faces of these people, and everyone's expressions were different.  First, some were giggling, some showed a hint of shock, and most were silent and did not speak.  After a pause, Xu Lin said again: "I chose you people from so many living dead, not because of your background and origins, nor do I know what evil things you have done in the past.  Kunlun treats you like this. In contrast, I, Xu Lin, never think of myself as a good person, so my rules are very simple. I don¡¯t care what method you use or what price you pay for what you explain. All I want is two words,  Done!" The monks in Wuque camp, including the unsmiling Hate Tianlang, the frightened Taoist Yingzhuan, and even the blood-killing monk put away his sneer at this time, and all looked stunned.  Looking at Xu Lin, the silent atmosphere seemed a bit depressing. This was the first time Xu Lin had said these words to these people, so everyone's mood was complicated.  "It's a very simple truth, and it's easy to do. Do you understand?" Xu Lin looked at everyone in front of him aggressively. Xu Lin did this intentionally, just to let these guys understand that what he said now has some meaning.  How serious he was, so he looked at Taoist Yingzhuan in front of him, suddenly smiled, and Xu Lin continued: "This time, in fact, you have done very well according to your ability, so there is nothing to feel guilty about.  "Taoist Yingzhuan raised his head and saw Xu Lin staring at him. He knelt down in a panic. Xu Lin did not help him, but let Taoist Yingzhuan kowtow cleanly and smiled again.  He said: "I deserve it for saving your life." Like a fool, Taoist Yingzhuan said "Hmm!" and stood beside Xu Lin again as before, with his waist bent.  Very good?, Until Monk Xuesha looked over with contempt, Taoist Yingzhuan glared back fiercely, and the latter curled his lips slightly mockingly.  Suddenly, as if the tense atmosphere had been relieved, Xu Lin continued: "In the future, when you have been in contact with me for a long time, you will understand what kind of person I am, but now is not the time to think about this.  , The task assigned above is a bit difficult this time, and based on previous experience, I decided to divide us into five groups and search for traces of Uncle Qingyu from five different directions. " "  The conversation turned to this mission again, and with the previous experience of Taoist Yingzhuan, no one had any objections to Xu Lin's proposal at this time, so they let Xu Lin divide the people into different groups until the five groups of people were all decided.  When they came down, Xu Lin nodded with satisfaction and said: "As for the contact method, I will use Kunlun's flying sword to send the message, and you all have my burning soul blood, so I can feel your life and death."  "When it comes to Burning Soul and Blood Breath, the Wuqueying monk who was quite relaxed just now suddenly changed his expression. Anyone who knows that his fate is always in the hands of others is not a good thing.  information.  With a wave of his hand, Xu Lin signaled for everyone to disperse. Five teams of people took off in five different directions. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared silently into the vast darkness. Xu Lin's  Shi Ye stood up, looked at the soul-mirror that had turned into a golden mirror, shook his head slightly, and said with a sigh: "It's hard to lead the team!" The wind in Xuzhou City, far away in the Central Plains, was bleak.  , although the weather is already in April, the bloody smell in the wind, mixed with the indescribable corpse odor, does not have the warmth of the spring breeze in the past, but makes people feel chilled all over.  Since Wang Dazhu and Minghan returned to Qingxuan Zhenren, the monk camp has been organized according to the arrangements of Qingxuan Zhenren, Lu Zhennan, the leader of Shushan, and Luo Qing, the leader of Luofu Sect, and organized into three camps in an orderly manner.  The formation of the corridor advanced towards the Wind Rift Valley from three directions of the three camps.  On the other side of the Wind Rift Valley, groups of lifeless soldiers were shaking their mutilated bodies. They picked up bloody weapons and swayed forward like zombies.  On the top of the dilapidated city of Xuzhou City, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar was tapping a folding fan on the back of the other hand, facing a pretty but pale face next to him.  The woman said: "This battle is probably the prelude to the official start of the battle between the good and the evil in the spiritual world. You and I are blessed to be able to witness the scene in front of us, and we can be regarded as witnesses." The pretty woman has no trace of emotion on her pale face.  There was no reaction at all to the middle-aged man's words. What he was looking at was the sound of waves of spiritual energy in the sky in the distance. The middle-aged man was also looking there with a smile on his face.  No more words.  It was on this day, as if echoing the words of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, that the Battle of Wind Rift Valley officially kicked off the third catastrophe in the world of cultivation.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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