Infinity Throne

Lin Yi returned to the village on the fifth day.

Snowing.

This is the first snow in the thirteenth year of Daqian Dynasty, Jinping Province and Jishengli.

The fine snow was flying, but before it fell, most of it had melted and wet the ground.

In the fine snow.

A guest in white clothes, holding a snow-white paper umbrella, walked ten meters in the snow without leaving a trace, and floated in like a flying swallow in the sky.

"As expected of Senior Brother Jian, you never miss an opportunity to show off."

Yi Lin stood at the door. Under the supervision of Father Lin and Mother Lin, she wrapped herself in a jacket. Looking at Jian Nanchun, who was dressed in white and dressed in snow, she looked particularly classy, ​​and couldn't help but complain.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry." Jian Nanchun smiled faintly and shook his umbrella under the eaves. There was no snow on his body. He inadvertently glanced at Xia Xiaoman, who was busy filling fresh charcoal into the brazier in the house and preparing to light the fire, with a voice that only two people could hear. The voice whispered: "As my junior brother said, the King of Zhennan has stationed 100,000 troops, trained 10,000 war horses, stored 40 warehouses of grain, and cast thousands of boxes of iron armor. There are indeed signs of starting an army. I don't know if it will be in the near future or in the future."

Yi Lin was silent.

Jian Nanchun added: "No wonder, senior brother, I have been observing the stars recently and nightly, and I have seen the dim purple stars surrounded by several stars. There are red demon stars looming in the southwest sky, the northeast sky is covered with clouds, and the middle sky is hazy. This is the time of war. mega."

"Yo?" Yi Lin felt sleepy after hearing this: "Do you still know how to watch stars?"

Jian Nanchun's face was full of pride, and he flicked the long bangs on his forehead to the back of his head: "Junior brother Lin, don't underestimate your senior brother. Although your senior brother's talent is not as good as that of junior sister Chao, he is still one of the best among his peers. If it weren't for the headmaster, The Supreme Master has always only accepted female disciples, so your senior brother will have a place in the quota for direct transmission."

Yi Lin lowered her gaze: "Actually, you can work harder."

Jian Nanchun's proud smile suddenly froze. Before he fully understood the meaning of Yi Lin's words, he subconsciously tightened his legs and said, "Senior brother, you should know yourself. A man should constantly strive to improve himself."

While the two were talking, Lin's father and Lin's mother called Lin Yi inside.

Jian Nanchun wanted to say something else, but Yi Lin shook her head: "I understand."

After saying that, Yi Lin ignored Jian Nanchun and walked into the house.

As the charcoal in the brazier burns brightly, snow falls outside, and the inside feels as warm as spring.

"Come on, son, it's cold outside, come in and warm yourself by the fire."

Mother Lin waved to Lin Yi.

Yi Lin smiled: "When burning charcoal, remember to keep it ventilated to avoid carbon monoxide poisoning."

Xia Xiaoman: "?"

Mother Lin: "?"

Father Lin: "?"

Yi Lin continued: "I raised that white-haired kitten. When I'm not around, I asked you to take good care of it."

Father Lin opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Yi Lin was still minding her own business and said: "Remember to stock up on food in the winter. There is also a kind of fish in the fish pond with very thick subcutaneous fat, which is suitable for raising in the pond in winter. If you save food, you should be fine for the winter. If there is no food Yes, just tell the cat, maybe there will be more food in the house the next day."

"Meow~"

The little white cat clinging to Yi Lin's feet made a sweet meow at the right time.

The cat came forward.

But Father Lin and Mother Lin felt that the meow was weird, and there was a hint of domineering hidden in the sweetness, which they could not detect.

"And I left a little ball for you under the bed. If you are in danger, just pull off the ring and throw it out. If anything happens, remember to run, and don't forget to take my cat with you."

"Meow~"

Yi Lin gave her detailed instructions bit by bit.

It ranges from war and chaos to daily life.

While talking, Mother Lin shed tears.

"The child is gone."

Xia Xiaoman felt the strange emotions in the room, and somehow felt uncomfortable.

Damn it... I obviously didn't say goodbye to my parents by myself! This princess... feels so uncomfortable!

Xia Xiaoman was struggling in his heart, but he said: "Uncle, aunt, it's getting late, we have something to do, so we'll leave first."

"Wait a minute!" Father Lin hurriedly entered the inner room, took out a box, opened it, and found a delicate wooden bracelet inside. The wooden bracelet looked a bit strange upon closer inspection. It was actually made up of many parts. Father Lin did not know what he had done. With a click, the wooden bracelet opened. With another click, before Xia Xiaoman could react, the wooden bracelet was firmly clasped on Xia Xiaoman's slender wrist.

"This is the heirloom of our Lin family, the Qiankun Twist Lock. There is a hidden ingenuity inside. It is said that every time it is opened and closed, a different unlocking method will be generated. Legend has it that only the destined person can open the Qiankun Twist Lock, Xiaoman. , uncle thinks you like it, so I will give this worthless thing to you!"

After saying that, Father Lin winked at Yi Lin while Xia Xiaoman was not paying attention.

Wait...didn't we just talk about family heirlooms? Why do you suddenly say this is a worthless thing?

The ancestors of the Lin family are furious!

Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry: "I said, am I your son now or is she your son? If you don't give me the family heirloom, you will give it to her???"

"Tch, there's nothing we can do. The ancestors of the Lin family have told us from generation to generation that the twisting lock of the universe is passed down from female to male!"

"How did it get into your hands?"

"Hey, your grandfather put this lock on your mother's hand back then!"

Mother Lin was so ashamed that she quickly hid in the inner room.

Xia Xiaoman was dumbfounded. After a few twists and turns, she found out that the Qiankun Twist Lock was really not something that Lin's father just blew up. With Xia Xiaoman's cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi, which was a little higher than that of Senior Brother Lin Yi, He actually couldn't forcefully unscrew the Qiankun Twist Lock.

After the explanation was almost finished, Yi Lin dragged Xia Xiaoman, who was locked in the Qiankun twist lock, out of the house.

Outside the house, Jian Nanchun was holding an umbrella. He smiled slightly, and the oil umbrella turned into a sword and hung in front of him.

"Why can't you unscrew it! Bastard!"

Xia Xiaoman and Qiankun locked arms.

"Put it on first, don't forget, you owe my family an heirloom. The heirloom... can only be paid back with the heirloom." Yi Lin refused to suffer, and casually let Xia Xiaoman owe an heirloom while taking out the jet skateboard. , step on the board.

He looked back and saw that inside the room, Father Lin was blushing and looking very happy. He took out a bottle of rare shochu and was about to pour it into the cup.

Father Lin noticed Yi Lin's gaze and waved his hand, as if to say: Get out of here.

"Walk!"

Yi Lin stepped on the skateboard and soared into the sky.

In addition, Jian Nanchun had Xia Xiaoman on his flying sword, following closely behind.

In Lin's house.

Father Lin began to drink alone. He laughed and scolded Mother Lin who was hiding in the room and crying heartbrokenly: "Mother, why are you crying! It's not like my son has never run away!"

"You know nothing! It's not dug out of your belly, so of course you don't feel bad! Aren't you worried that he will be bullied outside? Aren't you worried that he is a bad student? Aren't you worried that he won't be able to find a wife? ?”

"Who said I don't feel sorry for you anymore?" Father Lin drank the wine in one gulp and said with a smile, his face wrinkled: "Besides, you are so worried! Don't forget, no matter what the men of the Lin family look like, , they are all good at deceiving their wives! Besides—"

With the strong alcohol burning his throat, Father Lin slapped the table, with tears hidden in his cloudy eyes, but his voice was sonorous and powerful: "Good man, you should aim in all directions!"

…

Yi Lin felt relieved after going home.

Before leaving, Bai Chuchu nestled on the roof, covered with goose feathers and fine snow, looking at Yi Lin pitifully.

But Yi Lin can't take away the tigress.

Otherwise, who will take care of the village?

He could only make up his mind and ignore Meow Meow's eyes.

It can only be said that fate plays tricks on people, and the art of taming animals is too overbearing.

Flying high in the sky, Yi Lin used telekinesis to make a shield for herself to isolate the wind and snow.

On the other side, Xia Xiaoman couldn't continue fighting with Qiankun Twisted Lock, because she was shivering from the cold on Jian Nanchun's flying sword.

"Tsk, junior sister, after all you are a monk at the ninth level of Qi. By transporting Qi to your Dantian and using basic techniques, you can easily keep out the cold."

The implication is, don’t disgrace the monks of Tianjian Sect again.

Jian Nanchun reminded him kindly and sighed secretly, why did he bring a rookie out?

Looking at Junior Brother Lin again, they both entered the mountain at the same time, but Junior Brother Lin has already mastered the weapon refining and formation techniques, and remains motionless on the gliding board. With such a temperament, it is very difficult to be one or two hundred percent better than him.

Jian Nanchun didn't know Yi Lin was cheating, and thought Yi Lin was using exercises to keep out the cold.

When Xia Xiaoman heard this, she realized that this was a path she had never imagined, so she tried her luck for a few laps, but she didn't expect it to work, and she was very happy.

"Junior Brother Lin, where are we going now?"

The three of them split into two cars and flew all the way, crossing villages and counties until they arrived at the border of Jinping Province. Jian Nanchun finally couldn't help but dangle the rivet on his flying sword and asked: "By the way, Junior Brother Lin, you haven't told Senior Brother yet." Tell me, how should you use this little magic weapon of yours! Are we going to find Junior Sister Chao?"

"I was thinking..." Yi Lin had been deep in thought after coming out of Qingniu Village. It wasn't until Jian Nanchun shouted from a distance and asked where he was going next that Yi Lin came back to his senses, looked into the depths of the wind and snow, and murmured to himself: "What would happen if we killed King Zhennan when we passed by? ?”

hiss……

Yi Lin's voice was not loud, but Jian Nanchun, as a Qi practitioner, had sharp ears and eyes, and could distinguish all directions. When he heard Yi Lin whispering softly to himself, he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up. He quickly raised his head and looked at the sky, fearing that a bolt of lightning would hit Junior Brother Lin's forehead in broad daylight and harm the innocent two people next door. .