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Chapter 143 Lin is still in distress

"Since ten years ago, the treasures in the secret realm have gradually decreased. The treasures obtained in the previous year are less than...one percent of what they were ten years ago."

Lin Daigong opened his mouth lightly, and as soon as he said this, the people below immediately exploded.

"No wonder the Lin family has declined in recent years!"

"What should I do? Without the support of the secret realm, the Lin family will not be as good as the next generation!"

"Hey……"

These masters are all the best among the disciples of the Lin family. At this time, all of them were frowning, and the older ones shook their heads and smiled wryly, knowing what it represented. The secret realm is the root of the Beiming Lin family!
"Patriarch, am I right?" Lin Daihong finished speaking and looked at Lin Changsheng.

"This is true." Lin Changsheng finished his sentence, and said again, "Although there are fewer treasures in the secret realm, with the current resources, it is still enough for the Lin family to use. Moreover, the depths of the secret realm have not been explored. Among them, Maybe there are countless babies."

"Master Patriarch...don't forget the danger deep in the secret realm. Thousands of disciples of the Lin family who entered three years ago, plus an elder who was born in the peak realm, have still not been heard from."

Lin Daihong spoke quietly, and after finishing speaking, Lin Changsheng frowned.

"My disciples of the Lin family... this place can no longer accommodate the development of the Beiming Lin family. Without the secret realm, the Beiming Lin family is just the Lin family. If this continues, it is inevitable that they will lose the name of Beiming, but if they continue to be stubborn If you stay here, the waiting Lin family will perish." Lin Daihong said loudly.

"Pa—" Lin Changsheng slapped the armrest of the chair vigorously, and got up angrily, "Don't confuse people with your gossip!"

"Patriarch, do I deceive the crowd with my demonic words? Ask all the disciples, are they willing to spend their entire lives in this border, and are they willing to die in vain?"

Lin Daihong glanced at Lin Changsheng contemptuously, and then looked at the disciples who were talking below.

A disciple of the Lin family couldn't help but say: "Then... how can we survive?"

"Beiming, Nansheng, Dongye, Xigu, the four great ancient martial arts families have endured for a long time. If they want to survive, they have to go to war, and Dongye is the best choice."

Lin Daihong smiled lightly, and after he finished speaking, Lin Changsheng was furious: "Shut up! Put away your entire business, the war between the ancient martial arts families is simply nonsense, do you want the Hua Kingdom to be in chaos?"

However, Lin Changsheng's words did not make the disciples care about it. On the contrary, it was Lin Daihong's words that made them actively discuss. What prestige.

"Dongye, there are grasslands everywhere, like spring all year round, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables. On the other hand, in Beiming, there are rocks and sand everywhere. The most rare food is potatoes. In Dongye, there are countless potatoes, and delicacies from mountains and seas are endless. "Lin Daihong saw that the hearts of all the disciples were moving, so he added fuel and vinegar.

"is this real?"

Some disciples said in disbelief that those were potatoes. Beiming's three daily meals consisted of nothing more than rice. Potatoes were a rare meal for them, but Dongye actually...

"I want to eat potatoes, and I don't want to live in fear!"

"I heard that Dong Ye is very comfortable, there is no hell pit at all!"

"We are both the four great ancient martial arts families, why should our Lin family contribute?"

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A group of disciples discussed in succession.

"Hey... why don't you disband the Lin family, or move to another place, and insist on attacking other ancient martial arts families?" Lin Hong wrote such a note and threw it into Lin Yun's hand.

"First of all, it is impossible to disband. If this group of people are allowed to enter the society, there may be some troubles. As for why not move to another place... because the ancient martial arts family has the rules of the ancient martial arts family, and it also has its honors. Has its own stubbornness."

Lin Yun didn't explain what he said, but the word "rules" has already summed up a lot.

"Patriarch, I formally propose that Beiming Lin's family attack Dongye Yun's family." Seeing that the response was good, Lin Daihong turned to look at Lin Changsheng.

"Don't mention it again at this time, I don't agree!"

After Lin Changsheng finished speaking sharply, he turned around and left, which made all the disciples very dissatisfied, but Lin Daihong was delighted when he saw this scene. In this way, Lin Changsheng would be criticized by the disciples.

When Lin Changsheng left completely, none of the people present left.

"Can you...can you be more specific, how can the Lin family get out of the predicament?"

"Yes, yes, those present are not outsiders."

"..."

These disciples looked forward to seeing Lin Daihong, and Lin Daihong was not polite, and began to talk.

Lin Yun and Lin Hong also wanted to leave, but Lin Daofeng stood beside them, staring at them closely, not letting them leave at all.

Lin Hong remained silent, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the passage connecting the main hall and other rooms. A servant-like person ran away in a hurry. The key point was that the servant was holding a blood-stained whip in his hand.

This whip looked familiar, Lin Hong took a closer look, and it turned out to be Lin Yiran's whip!
Without further ado, Lin Hong ran towards that side. Lin Daofeng wanted to stop him, but when he thought that the entire hall had been sealed, he concentrated on guarding Lin Yun and ignored that mere servant.

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When Lin Hong came to the aisle, he saw that the servant had disappeared, and there were many remaining blood on the aisle. He followed these traces and ran to the place where the servant came.

No matter what the servant is, Lin Yiran's safety is the most important thing now.

One minute, just one minute, Lin Hong found that the blood was leading to a room, so he kicked it directly into it.

"You...why are you here?"

Lin was still leaning against the wall, her face was pale, her words were weak and very slight, as if she was about to die in the next second, and thirteen stab wounds on her body were bleeding, staining her clothes red.

Lin Hong walked forward with a frown, and opened her clothes without saying a word. The wound was grim, and a knife wound in the middle was stabbed in a blood vessel, and the blood gushed out. It won't be long before Lin Yiran will suffer from blood loss. Die too much.

"What are you doing!" Lin was still ashamed and indignant, using up the last bit of strength in his body, but only made his voice louder.

Lin Hong still didn't speak, but took out several recovery pills from his bosom, and after hesitating for a moment, he rubbed one of them into powder and prepared to sprinkle it on Lin Yiran's wound.

For this kind of near-death injury, he didn't dare to feed the recovery pill rashly. There was no other reason. Suddenly Na began to resist, twisting his body forcibly, as if he was shy.

"Don't move around, I'm not interested in you." Lin Hong frowned, pressed Lin Yiran directly, and began to apply the medicine.

Lin was still extremely ashamed and indignant, feeling that Lin Hong was taking advantage of others, but she was powerless to break free. Just as she was about to bite her tongue to commit suicide, when Lin Hong sprinkled powder on her, she suddenly felt severe pain.

"Uh-"

This pain made Lin Yiran's pale face even paler, like a blank sheet of paper.

She shed tears of pain, and struggled to break free in pain, but Lin Hong held her arm tightly, making it impossible for her to break free. After a while, the most fatal wound healed, and Lin Yiran couldn't say anything about the pain. Out: "Let, let me die, please..."

(End of this chapter)