Invincible Starts With NPC Crossing

After spending a day with the warm little days of fantasy, Yang Lin felt a state of separation from the soul.

This is not a state of being badly affected by any confusion. He knows that this is a state in which the character created by himself in the copy of Emperor Xiaoyao wants to recover.

"I thought it would take two days, but I didn't expect it would pass in just one day."

"Then the master must cheer up, there are still bubbles here anyway, and you can talk to me. It will not be so boring. I will wait for you outside!"

"Well, yes, this time, I will definitely get that great brilliance technique!"

After the vague state of separation of spirits and souls lasted for a while, Yang Lin returned to the memory copy again.

But to his chagrin, he should still be in a coma now. Although he is conscious, it is still difficult to open his eyes and move freely.

"Isn't it, didn't it just cost some vitality to heal Xueliu before? As for the exaggeration to this point?"

It took him a lot of effort to open his eyes tightly.

He woke up.

Reluctantly looked around, he was still in the cabin and there were no people around. There are some cooked food around, and hot water beside it. It seems that someone has been taking care of myself before I wake up.

At the same time, he also learned from the existing intelligence that he had actually been in a coma for three days here, and during these three days, his good brother Fang Mian had been taking care of him.

As for him now, he seems to have gone to catch fish by the stream next to him, presumably to improve his taste.

"It feels good to have a brother."

Yang Lin just woke up, although he was completely okay, but he was still a little weak when he had just returned. At this point, he began to slowly run his mind and regain his vitality and physical strength.

After a period of time, his whole person's state has recovered to 30%, at least it is not a problem at all to walk on the ground now.

Just as he was about to walk down and move his muscles and bones, suddenly footsteps sounded outside. The pace was very gentle, unlike a man, so Yang Lin decided that it was not his brother Fang Mian.

After thinking about it, it was either Lu Xiaoying or the little junior sister Shui Xueliu.

Because he was still aware of a strange feeling, Yang Lin simply closed his eyes again, and then released his spiritual consciousness to observe the surrounding situation while in a hidden state.

Squeak

The door was pushed in, and Lu Xiaoying walked in.

After entering the door, she first looked at Yang Lin on the bed, and whispered, "Brother, brother!"

She is not calling herself, but testing herself!

After understanding this, Yang Lin did not respond, but continued to pretend to be asleep.

Then Yang Lin saw that the expression on Lu Xiaoying's face changed. She is no longer in the state of her own junior sister, she looks more like a stranger.

Her sleeves turned over, and a short sword was already clasped in the palm of her hand.

"This woman, is going to kill me?"

Yang Lin was embarrassed. She wanted to do it to herself when she was in the hot spring. Fortunately, she was not attracted by her beauty at the time, and now she was in a coma, she couldn't help but want to do it again.

"Sorry brother, since I can't get your people, then I can only use some more cruel methods!"

Lu Xiaoying looked at Yang Lin indifferently on the bed and said, "I can't be blamed for this thing. If you want to blame it, blame your body..."

As for what's in her body, Lu Xiaoying didn't say anything, but because of this, Yang Lin understood one thing. She was not a person who coveted herself, but something in her body.

Is there anything in yourself?

Yang Lin was pondering, and suddenly he thought of one thing, that Emperor Xiaoyao finally became a great man. Needless to say, his physique is definitely unique, and it is said that he will encounter any adventures later, but if he is just an ordinary person, what if he encounters more adventures?

So Emperor Xiaoyao's talent is good, maybe, Emperor Xiaoyao is still special!

Lu Xiaoying walked towards herself slowly, the dagger in her hand was cold, and the next moment, maybe she would pierce it directly.

"Really, what is this woman doing? Isn't it good to be in the sword school? Why do you have to do such things?"

Yang Lin was full of doubts, and at the same time, he had begun to guard against him. Once Lu Xiaoying attacked him, he would definitely resist immediately. Although she is very weak now, she is just fighting her until Fang Mian catches the fish. Presumably the problem shouldn't be too big.

"Senior brother, don’t blame me. I don’t want to do this. To be honest, I also want to cherish my life in Qingfeng Pavilion. It’s great to know you guys, but I can’t help it. If I don’t I can never do anything!"

When she said this, Lu Xiaoying's expression was a bit painful and tangled. It seemed that she should have her own unspeakable concealment.

But even so, Yang Lin couldn't forgive what she was doing now.

In Qingfeng Pavilion, no matter whether it was her own people or the master and his elders, she was not mean to her. How could she have become so frantic. She almost killed the little sister Shui Xueliu at first, but now she still wants to do something to her big brother, this woman is not ordinary cruel!

At the moment, Lu Xiaoying's hand holding the dagger was shaking.

I can see that she is making up her mind, but she is not so determined yet.

"Brother, please forgive me, I really don't want this, but...but I can't help it, I really can't..."

After another two murmurs, Lu Xiaoying cried suddenly, and a line of tears slid down her beautiful cheeks, infinitely sad.

What the **** is this woman doing? She wants to kill herself and sink herself into regret. What happened to her, and why must it be so?

But after all, she still intends to do it.

The short sword was cold, and he was about to stab him down, and Yang Lin was also ready to fight back at this time.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaoying suddenly stopped halfway through.

She is more painful and sad now than before, listening to her murmur in a low voice: "Brother, I don't want to do this, I really don't want to do it. Please forgive me, don't hate me..."

Yang Lin: "..."

Yang Lin really doesn't know what to say now, just this scene, how do you describe his inner feelings?

Isn’t that a joke when others want to kill themselves and want to forgive themselves? Even if there are thousands of reasons, but to hurt her own fellow, and she is still in the Qingfeng Pavilion, this kind of brotherly fellow, is this woman really able to go?

"Brother, let me call you one more time, and then goodbye!"

Finally, Lu Xiaoying made up her mind, and then the short sword pierced Yang Lin's heart on the bed.

But at this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door again, and Yang Lin, who was about to fight back, breathed a sigh of relief again.