I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

A sword energy descended from the sky, and a phantom of a long sword with a length of 100 meters pierced the ground!

This can't help but remind Jiang Lin of the great sword of Demacia, which symbolizes justice.

Bai Qianluo quickly opened the distance, and after the dust cleared, a woman stood in front of Jiang Lin and Bai Qianluo.

The woman is also wearing this blue palace gown, with organdy-wing tulle over her coat, and a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet. Her appearance is exquisite, and she is even five or six points similar to her senior sister, but this woman's figure is more mature than her senior sister's. Some.

In particular, the long hair was tied into a single ponytail and draped over one shoulder, giving off the feeling of a married woman.

It's just that this lady's hairstyle seems dangerous.

mother!

Looking at the woman in front of her, who had already suffered a lot of injuries beside Jiang Lin, the pale senior sister subconsciously shouted, her eyes were full of disbelief.

mother?

Jiang Lin was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out following his senior sister.

Who are you? Young master, I don't remember that I betrothed Qing Wan to you.

Hearing Jiang Lin calling her mother, the woman turned around and put her hands in front of her body. Her dignified and calm appearance even made Jiang Lin feel that if a senior sister became a wife, she must be so elegant.

Uh... Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed for a moment. According to the atmosphere, he couldn't say that this was an interrogative sentence, could he?

Jianzong Lin Xiuxiu, hello.

Looking at the dignified woman in front of him, Bai Qianluo put his hands behind his back, and he was still so cynical.

Jiang Lin felt that for this nine-tailed celestial fox, she couldn't care about anything.

Bai Qianluo, are you already in the fairyland?

Hee hee hee walked in the Yaozu world for seven or eight years, and broke through without knowing it.

Lin Xiuxiu narrowed his eyes slightly: You want to be my enemy? But it's not enough just to be in the early stages of the fairyland.

Bai Qianluo hastily waved his hands:

Don't you 'Jian Zong', I can't afford to provoke you, what if your Jian Zong inserts me into a hedgehog.

But ah, that man is very important to my apprentice, can Jianzong please let me take him away?

Or is it that Jianzong wants to grab a man from me?

Lin Xiuxiu glanced at Jiang Lin.

In fact, she had noticed him since the last round of the sect's martial arts competition. In his battles with the Yaozu and Bai Qianluo just now, his sword spirit also made Lin Xiuxiu's eyes light up.

This young man is no accident, he is a good seed to enter the upper five realms.

But in the journey of practice, there are so many geniuses, and so few of them have truly achieved something.

I want to take my daughter back, this man, you can do whatever you want.

That's easy, thanks.

No! I won't go back! I won't hand over Xiaolin to anyone either!

When Lin Xiuxiu and Bai Qianluo made a decision, Lin Qingwan stood in front of Jiang Lin.

In her eyes, there is determination!

Similarly, Chen Jian also opened her fists!

Looking at her daughter, Lin Xiuxiu frowned slightly.

This little girl, who ran away from home for seven or eight years, not only didn't have enough fun, but also found a man outside to fall in love with?

Forget it, whether this man is worthy of Qing Wan or not is another matter, he is indeed qualified to join my Jianzong.

I'm asking you. Lin Xiuxiu turned to face Jiang Lin, Would you like to follow me to Wanjianzhou Sword Sect? If you nod, no one can hurt you today. You and Qingwan will come with me.

Regarding Lin Xiuxiu's invitation, not to mention Jiang Lin, even Lin Qingwan and Chen Jian were taken aback, only Bai Qianluo was smiling, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Lin Qingwan bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, her eyes were full of tension.

For Lin Qingwan, although she didn't want to go back to Jianzong, if Xiao Lin agreed, then so what if she went back, she would go wherever Xiao Lin went.

Lin Qingwan even fantasized about the scene of practicing sword with Xiao Lin every morning.

However, even though Lin Qingwan hoped that Xiao Lin would nod her head in agreement, she would not say anything more.

She knew that Xiao Lin had to decide all of this by herself, and she would not interfere with Xiao Lin's decision, and she would respect all of Xiao Lin's decisions, no matter in the past, now, or in the future.

Of course, if Xiaolin wants to abandon herself, that’s another story (take the dream of the Mist Forest as an example)

And Chen Jian pouted.

For this simple-minded girl, she didn't want Xiao Lin to join Jianzong and leave her. If she wanted to see Xiao Lin, she would have to run a long distance.

But she also hoped that he would agree, and Chen Jian also knew that the gap between the nine-tailed sky fox in front of her was too great, and it was difficult for her to protect Xiao Lin with her current self.

And Bai Qianluo looked at Jiang Lin even more interestingly, wondering what choice he would make.

Feel sorry

Jiang Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up leaning on Chuxue.

Mother is not right and Yue is not right, Madam Lin, thank you for your kindness, but I don't like to move my nest very much. At home, there are still people waiting for me to go back.

Oh? Then if I forcibly take Qingwan away, you two are separated, and those people are more important than Qingwan?

Jiang Lin looked at the two girls beside him, and the figures of Master and Nian Nian also appeared in his mind. He smiled slightly and held his sword in front of him. Under his skin, it was covered with ice and snow, and frost and snow covered him: Senior sister and them, I will want!

Sister Moli, let's go.

The main peak of the Ethereal Sect looked at Mo Li, and Wu Die smiled softly.

However, Mo Li still maintained a defensive posture with both hands holding the dagger, and the cold sweat on the forehead slowly flowed down the girl's smooth forehead.

Wu Die was not annoyed, she stepped forward with lotus steps, but before Wu Die took a step, with the roar of the sky, the Molu Guan fell in front of Mo Li.

grandfather

Don't be afraid, Grandpa is here.

Seeing that a hole was pierced through Han Basi's stomach, and that the sword energy was still owned by Ma Dongqiang's natal Feijian, although Mo Luguan was very surprised, he quickly stabilized his mind after having experienced many turmoil.

Stabilize the injury first.

Mo Luguan took out a blood pill and handed it to Han Basi.

With the Sovereign by his side, Han Basi didn't even have the slightest trace of ink, and meditated on the spot to prevent the injury from getting worse.

Sect Master Mo's injury is not serious, is it? Do you still want to be brave?

Looking at the pale Mo Luguan, Wu Die spoke casually.

Is the Yaozu world underestimating me, the mighty world, or does it not pay attention to my little Wutong state's first sect? Do you think a traitor can completely shut down my mountain protection formation?

Mo Luguan snorted softly, Wufeng's ink pool cut his wrist, and blood fell to the ground.

Do you know why the suzerains of other sects take turns regardless of blood, while my Kongling sect is in the same line?

As the words of the old man dissipated, blood dripped on the ground, just like water droplets dripping on the surface of a lake, and the ground rippled like ripples on the surface of the lake.

A moment later, a Suzaku's cry pierced the sky, like the sun in the sky.