Chapter 122 Hope
"Although there is hope, this is almost an unsolvable situation." Mu Cen frowned, thinking about all possible solutions.

"Is there no way for the principal?" Yan Chi suddenly thought of the mysterious and omnipotent principal in their eyes.

"Oh, the entire central area around the Black Tower has been blocked." Li Zhen's eyes were filled with sarcasm.

"Where's Lin Jin? It was injured by his sword." Yanchi looked around, but didn't see Lin Jin. Only now did she realize that there was one person missing...

"Cousin?" Su Zhao stopped walking, looked up at the tree.

It turned out to be his elder brother who is as rigorous as an ancient nobleman, but he is in a very low state at the moment, even decadent... He never thought that he would be associated with Lin Jin before.

Su Zhao called out, but Lin Jin didn't respond at all, and stared straight at the sword in his hand, his eyes were as deep as a dark abyss, rolling with some emotions that Su Zhao couldn't understand.

"It's... ridiculous!"

Su Zhao didn't have time to think about the meaning of Lin Jin's words. He felt a cool breeze beside him. Before he could see the shadow clearly, he found that the sword in Lin Jin's hand had been inserted into the ground, right next to him.

Sword cultivator abandoning his sword? ! !

Su Zhao and Lin Jin are both disciples of the sword master lineage, but at the moment he couldn't understand his state at all, but when he saw the sword, he was stunned...

Many people in the Immortal Clan know that a certain Patriarch of the Sword Master's lineage accidentally obtained a meteorite, and the sword cultivator was naturally overjoyed to find materials suitable for casting swords.

But the hardness and wickedness of the meteorite from the outer space exceeded their imagination.

There wasn't any craftsman in the Immortal Clan who could make it strike, even the head of the Lu family who was the strongest in this way at that time, and this sword seemed to carry some kind of curse, which was very likely to kill the user.

At that time, the Patriarch and Elder Yizhi of the Sword Saint lineage decided to hide it deep in the sword cave, but... after nearly ten thousand years, Lin Jin, a genius disciple, took it out and made him recognize his master.

As Lin Jin's cousin, Su Zhao has naturally seen that sword. Its simple shape is not like a sword, but more like a stone ruler. Although it is slender, it is extremely heavy.

And the sharp cold blade in front of him... had an extremely frightening light, and the thin blade gave off a bloodthirsty feeling.

The fierce sword without front...it's on the front...

"It was originally something I had been pursuing, but now it is a joke!"

Lin Jin jumped down from the tree without looking at the sword stuck in the ground.

In Lin Jin's eyes, Su Zhao saw all kinds of emotions of madness, despair, regret, and sadness. Is this still the proud Lin Jin...

"Cousin...what happened?" Su Zhao plucked up the courage to ask Lin Jin.

"It's nothing, Lin Jin, pick up your sword!"

A female voice came from behind, Su Zhao turned his head and saw a red-haired senior, looking directly past him to Lin Jin.

The young man with black hair and blue eyes stood under the tree without any reaction. Although his expression did not conceal his dejection, he was still handsome and extraordinary.

Su Zhao watched as the red-haired senior approached directly, pulled Lin Jin by the collar, and then whispered something in his ear.

Su Zhao stood aside and felt itchy in his heart, what could not let him know?So careful.

But I hope it's not a bad thing, he saw the revived light in Lin Jin's eyes, the sword on the ground clanged slightly, and then flew directly back into Lin Jin's hand.

……

The atmosphere in the small room is a bit serious, even if you know the headmaster is elusive, but appearing here suddenly like this is still a test of your heart.

"It's not impossible to save Ye Shurong." The principal didn't have any extra words, and went straight to the point.

"Continuing life with the fruit of rebirth, Yinquan Yin molds the soul, and the ice soul lotus strengthens the foundation..."

Li Zhen still looked at the figure with a slightly impatient expression, but Mu Cen felt that he knew a lot because he had lived a long time, and he, a certified doctor, didn't know these things.

 What did Yanchi say to Lin Jin?Is Ye Shurong saved?What information will the appearance of the mysterious principal bring... Continue to pay attention, dear~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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