I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Can you continue holding my hand?

Leng Bingqing's words rang slowly in Jiang Lin's ears, Jiang Lin blinked, a little dazed.

Looking at the white palm glowing in the red candlelight, Jiang Lin didn't know whether he should take it or not.

Indeed, Leng Bingqing tonight feels a little weird.

Could it be that Leng Bingqing was conquered by his handsome face, and this girl accidentally fell in love with him?

But how is this possible?

How can a girl who only has a sword in her heart fall in love with someone so easily?

Then should I pull or not?

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Lin finally reached out and gently held her palm.

Let's not talk about cheapness and not taking advantage of it is a bastard.

If I really refused, then the system would definitely not let me go. After all, as a licking dog, how could I refuse the goddess' request.

It will definitely be a yellow card warning.

Another yellow card, and my mission has failed! Then everything he had done before would be in vain.

And the moment Jiang Lin held Leng Bingqing's palm, Jiang Lin's heart beat fast.

It's not because of shyness, but a little nervousness, and the nervousness always feels like something is going to happen.

Leng Bingqing stared blankly at her palm held by Jiang Lin, blinking her penetrating eyes.

Looking at Leng Bingqing's dull eyes, those penetrating eyes made Jiang Lin, who was originally teasing me for the mission, feel guilty, and his palms seemed to be a little sweaty.

Let's... let's go for a stroll. I heard that there is a big banyan tree in Luwei Xianzhou that can make wishes. It seems very spiritual.

Jiang Lin quickly changed the subject.

Um……

Leng Bingqing nodded, expressing her agreement.

Holding Leng Bingqing's soft and boneless little hand, Jiang Lin led her into the crowd.

The girl whose little hand was being held followed behind him, staring blankly at his side face...

In the girl's heart, crystal clear ice water gradually dripped from the originally cold and transparent sword heart, as if it was covered with a gentle mist. Even the girl didn't know why...

Bingqing, you don't have a father, your father is dead...

Bingqing, before I was your mother, I was your master.

Don't trust any man! Men don't have a good thing!

Our swords don't need emotions. The so-called love will only affect the speed of your sword!

In Leng Bingqing's mind, the voice of the suzerain of Yuxin Sect kept reappearing.

Master...if...I meet a man I care about...what should I do...

But the ten-year-old Leng Bingqing held a long sword, raised her head blankly, and looked at her mother.

Hearing her daughter's question, the woman was taken aback for a moment, then gently stroked her daughter's fair and tender cheek with her palm...

Don't worry Bingqing, as long as you practice your sword well, you won't encounter it. Even if you do encounter it, it's false. Master will help you deal with it.

Master, is he a fake in front of me? Is he really a bad person?

Still staring at his profile, the girl began to feel suspicious.

The cold long sword in my heart, unknowingly, has been melting like a summer popsicle

Thousands of miles away, in the Yuxin Sect of Longmingzhou, a woman who looks about thirty years old is retreating in a secret room.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the woman suddenly opened her eyes.

Bing Qing.

Walking out of the secret room, the woman with the charm of a beautiful young woman raised her head to look at the sky, her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Welcome to the suzerain to leave the customs.

A direct disciple of Yuxinzong came to the side of the beautiful young woman.

Hmph. Leng Yu snorted softly, If I don't leave the customs again, I'm afraid your junior sister will be abducted by men.

??? The direct female disciple looked at her suzerain in disbelief.

She seriously suspected that she had heard wrong.

Anyone in the Yuxin Sect may be troubled by the affair between a man and a woman, but for such a junior sister who only has the way of the sword in her heart, she always feels that the junior sister will be the next suzerain. emotion?

Has Bingqing been away from Yuxinzong for a long time?

Ignoring the doubts of his direct disciple, Leng Yu asked coldly.

Back to the suzerain, it has been more than two months since the junior sister left the sect.

Bingqin should be still on the fairy boat after two months.

Yes, probably, we will reach Penglai Island in seven days.

I see. Leng Yue turned around and left with her hands behind her back, I'm going to Wanli City. During this period, I will leave it to you to handle the affairs of Yuxinzong.

If the suzerain is worried about junior sister.

I'm not worried about her, but I'm going to meet that man who knows nothing.

Leng Yu shook his head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the words slowly floated from a distance.

I want to see which man has such a great ability! After seeing him! Then kill him!

In a house in a good feng shui location taught by Sun Moon, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes was still fiddling with the newly developed magic circle.

This magic circle is mainly used in conjunction with the machinery made by Xiao Hei, which is equivalent to a kind of puppet. Its purpose is to actively feed chickens and ducks when the owner is not at home! You can also take the initiative to clean the house.

In short, there is a market.

However, when the last step of the magic circle was about to be improved, suddenly, the middle-aged man's mind tightened, and then his big hand shook, something went wrong with the magic circle, and the puppet also shook violently a few times, and then exploded into the sky

Tai Er, what are you doing?

You can shake your hands, not like you.

Could it be that you have been to the Spring Breeze Tower too much, you have a kidney deficiency?

Jijibo, Diaoda and the others patted Taier Zhenjun on the head regretfully.

They also thought about taking a few of them home after the puppet was made, so that they would not have to do housework and have more time to listen to music.

But I didn't expect that the kid Taier Zhenjun would shake his hands at a critical moment.

It is understandable that the magic circle has a BUG, ​​but this kind of low-level mistake, as a veteran craftsman like Taier Zhenjun, is really strange

Mistake, mistake. Taier Zhenjun scratched his head, Wait, wait for me to make a calculation.

The absent-minded Supreme Master Tai Er hurried back to the house, and took out the turtle shell, dog blood, and his long-preserved Yin-Yang diagram.

After half a stick of incense, looking at the hexagram, True Monarch Tai Er gasped!

What's wrong?

Seeing Taier Zhenjun's frown tightly, Jijibo and others patted Taier Zhenjun's head again.

this!

True Monarch Tai Er suddenly stood up!

I have to go to Wanli City!

[Thanks to the little mouth and one crooked local tyrant for the reward of 10,000 starting coins~~~~ Boss is generous, big boss~~~~

Alas, it’s a pity that the new year is approaching, I’m too busy, I will add more updates for the boss when I have a chance~~~]