Infinity Throne

When Yi Lin happened to pass by on the rafter, she happened to hear the two people below talking about her.

What a coincidence.

So Yi Lin immediately squatted down and listened.

"The Empress Dowager's envoy will arrive tomorrow?"

Yi Lin thought for a moment.

Secretly, this matter seemed to have nothing to do with him.

No wonder the intensity of searching for assassins in the city has dropped in the past few days. It turns out there are other important matters.

in addition,

As Yi Lin speculated, the Apocalypse assassin was thought to be sent by other vassal kings by King Zhennan.

This plays into Yi Lin's wish.

Let him have a headache first.

To be honest, what Yi Lin covets the most in the entire Zhennan Palace is the magic weapon belonging to the man in black.

That magic weapon can be said to be a reserve food for dead skin.

If Yi Lin didn't know how to fix the magic weapon dropped by killing people, he would have gone straight to do it, why bother with the headache on the rafters.

Yi Lin thought about it and couldn't think of any other way, so she could only go according to the original plan.

Thinking of this, Yi Lin smiled slightly and pressed her palm on her forehead.

The dead skin on his forehead trembled slightly, and the gray color quickly spread to his jaw, becoming a strange mask like the symbol of the "Apocalypse Assassin".

"Good evening."

Yi Lin didn't do anything fancy, she walked directly behind King Zhennan and patted King Zhennan lightly on the shoulder.

"!"

King Zhennan, who was chatting with the assassin lurking in the dark, suddenly changed his expression, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and was about to take action.

"Don't move."

Yi Lin's voice deliberately emphasized the word "you": "Friendly reminder, Prince Nan, if you don't want to die, ask your assassins and you not to move. Otherwise, once I get nervous, I don't know what I will do. Something crazy happened."

The hoarse and gloomy voice reached the ears of King Zhennan.

"Zi Yin, don't act rashly!"

The King of Zhennan was worthy of being a vassal king sitting in one side. As his mind was racing, he quickly figured out who was tapping him on the shoulder from behind. While being horrified, he also figured out something. Since the other party can come up behind me silently, if he really wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago, so why bother with a pat on the shoulder?

Is there really a pervert who likes to pat the shoulder and make irresponsible remarks before killing someone?

impossible.

King Zhennan immediately issued orders to the shadow assassins.

The shadow assassin hid in the shadows and almost pissed himself with fear.

At that moment, he instantly recalled the fear of being dominated by the Apocalypse assassin that night.

"It's you."

"The sky and the earth are vast, covering the whole world, and sitting alone in the dark sky enlightening the world."

Yi Lin announced the opening poem.

He felt that it was very down-to-earth to give his name like this.

King Zhennan's complexion turned from livid to rosy again. He took a long breath, his stiff body did not dare to move, but he calmed down in a very short time, and he did not dare to look back. He looked towards the empty hall in front of him and asked: "What do you want? This king life?"

"Oh, your life is worthless. By the way, let the kid behind you come out first, otherwise, if my hands shake..."

Before Yi Lin finished speaking, the shadow behind King Zhennan quickly separated. About three feet away, the shadow twisted and turned into a man in black robe with a bloody face, standing there.

This guy's technique is indeed similar to [Shadow Killing].

Yi Lin squinted his eyes, raised the [Destruction Revolver] held tightly in the other hand hidden behind his back, and pointed at the bloody-faced man in black robe from a distance.

"I heard that the twelve branches of the Bodhisattva Tower are named after Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. Are you from the 'Zi Shi Tower'?"

The man in black robe nodded in acquiescence.

It's not much of a secret.

Something everyone in the circle knows.

The other party knew the layout of the Bodhisattva Building and did not let the man in black robe feel any surprise.

Of course, Yi Lin got this out of Brother Jian's mouth casually.

Yi Lin deliberately called Zi Qin a "kid", pretending to be an old-timer in the assassin world who had no martial ethics.

The greater the distance between this vest and Yi Lin's real body, the less likely they would be suspicious of a young man.

Even if one day, Yi Lin waved his fan in front of them, no one would doubt that this seemingly clean young man would be the "Apocalypse Assassin" who made the entire Jingna City fearful.

Pointed at by a "weird magic weapon", the man in black robe separated from the shadow of King Zhennan and did not dare to move. He could faintly smell the pressure of death from the black muzzle.

"What exactly do you want, Your Excellency?"

After being surprised, King Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was also a human spirit, and he could tell at a glance that the other party had sneaked into Zhennan Prince's Mansion again, not to kill him, but to talk.

As long as we can talk about it, there will be drama.

But at the same time, King Zhennan felt extremely sad. He had always thought that the Zhennan Palace was so impregnable that even the Golden Core cultivators could defend it. In the eyes of the other party, it was like his own back garden, where he could come and go as he pleased. This feeling of suffocation made King Zhennan subconsciously purse his lips, feeling a little like crying and feeling uncomfortable.

"Since Prince Nan has taken the initiative, I am reluctant to do so. You're welcome."

King Zhennan: "???"

You have secretly moved your hands from your shoulders to my neck and strangled me. How can I not take the initiative?

Yi Lin didn't care that the area of ​​​​Zhennan King's psychological shadow was silently expanding. After he finished speaking, he moved the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Ziyin: "I want that magic weapon."

"What!"

Ziyin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly flew into a rage. The anger struck his heart, his energy and blood were reversed, his throat was filled with a fishy sweetness, and he almost vomited blood again: "How dare you——"

Before Zi Yin could finish speaking, King Zhennan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

"Your Majesty!"

"give him!"

Now not only King Zhennan wanted to cry, but Zi Yin was about to burst into tears.

But he seemed to be a ruthless person. After King Zhennan spoke, Ziyin hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the black flag, reluctantly erased the spiritual consciousness on the magic weapon, cut off the connection, flicked his wrist, and pointed the black flag towards Yi Lin floated over.

This evil magic weapon was connected to Ziyin's essence and blood. When the connection was severed, Ziyin covered her chest in pain and knelt on one knee, shaking violently all over and sweating profusely under her robe.

To ordinary monks, this magic weapon might be as ferocious as a tiger, but in Yi Lin's eyes, it is just a rich lunch box, without any pressure at all.

As the black flags floated towards me, the dead skin on my forehead began to vibrate again, ready to move.

Yi Lin released the trigger, letting the [Destruction Revolver] float beside her, and with one move of her right hand, she took the lunch box into her hand.

After careful inspection, Yi Lin felt the huge resentment contained in the magic weapon, and the faint cries of the Yin Babies could be heard in her ears. After confirming that it was correct, Yi Lin temporarily put the magic weapon into the storage space.

Ziyin raised his head and looked at the other party's movements in shock.

He knows the evil aspects of this magic weapon best.

The reason why he can use this magic weapon is because he feeds it with essence and blood day and night so that he can use it freely. But when he lost contact with the flag banner, the evil spirit of the Yin Infant inside was left unchecked, so it was logical that it would go berserk in an instant. But those evil spirits were as well-behaved as cats in front of the other party. It was obvious that the other party had some means of restraining the evil spirits, and they were able to capture them so easily.

"This is enough to buy your life. Oh, by the way, you can move, don't be so restrained, just treat it as your own home."

When Yi Lin was satisfied, he let go of King Zhennan's neck and at the same time motioned to him to relax and stop being so nervous and acting like a bad guy who does all kinds of evil.

King Zhennan had the urge to burst into tears. Isn't this the king's palace?

This... is my home! !