Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Chapter 1060: Founding of the country? Barely worthy of me!

Chapter 1060: Founding of the country? Barely worthy of me!

Guiying cursed and followed Lin Fan.

The other party had no intention of spending so much money to satisfy its boring pleasure.

"Then think of a nicer name for me. The word "Guiying" doesn't suit me."

Naming is also a top priority for it. A good name can scare the other person into fear even if they don't show up.

And there must be no sly words.

Look at Bai Ling'er, Yuehu General and Chen, they are all very literary and easy to remember, so naturally they also need to have an easy-to-remember name.

The word "Ziming" just came to mind, and I felt it was really boring. The reason is that there is no weirdness lingering around, so it cannot create that feeling.

Lin Fan ignored its random thoughts and touched the large cloak on his body. The texture was cold and he could feel the neat friction of the lines when he touched it.

The borrowed soul, Liu Su, had been squeezed out of the body when Guiying entered the city of destruction, and where he went now is unknown.

Without it, this attic would not be aggressive at all. From this alone, it can be determined that Lin Fan, who is not holding the stone at this moment, already has a soul with the strength to destroy a city.

But...he is a human, how can he have a soul with the strength to destroy a city?

Lin Fan has always been worried about whether he will be assimilated by the shadow and eventually become its nourishment.

As Zi Ming said, if the strength of the soul is not equal, it will be swallowed up bit by bit.

Before there was no Jiuyou Spring Dew, maybe he and Guiying were still on the same line, but what if he got the Nine Nether Spring Dew?

There are many cases of weird things that backfire on humans, and most contractors have only two ways to die.

One is to die in scene trials one after another, and the other is to be swallowed up by the strangeness of the contract.

Even if it can become strange, it may not be loyal.

Taking a recent case, the old man's Dao Wei also went through the stage of strangeness when dealing with the longevity prince. But if there is an opportunity for it to engulf the old man and then be promoted, do you think it will refuse?

Even the golden boy with roots can turn against him, let alone the contractor.

When the time comes, we must find out if there are any props that can increase the strength of the soul, at least it will not be swallowed up.

Of course, Guiying is not very bright, so he would never think of attacking his host.

This worry is mainly due to the fear of unconsciousness happening.

Anyway, having an extra hand is definitely better than doing nothing.

"The peach orchard pattern seems to be... starting to fade away."

The old man lifted up his shirt and looked at the peach orchard pattern covered by useless lines. It was fading visibly to the naked eye, and was replaced by a few penalty lines. The fonts on it were completely incomprehensible.

"With this penalty tattoo on my body, I feel a lot stronger."

Like Lin Fan, the old man also felt that he was much stronger now. Even if he returned to the box, he could still fight Weiyi twice.

Only Yi Qiqi looked disappointed, "Master, I think the Peach Garden Pattern is better. Think about it, the dual cultivation moves that Weiwei specially researched must have great advantages. It's just gone...it's a pity."

"Makes sense."

Lin Fan agreed with Yi Qiqi's words.

According to the previously learned information, the penalty pattern is not a symbol of strength. It is actually a restriction, just like Yiqiqi's two curses, curbing the host's behavior.

But it doesn't work without the penalty marks. I remember that the children of Wei Mu were killed by the God's scourge just because they didn't have the penalty marks.

Regardless of whether the information is true or false, or whether the guess about the penalty pattern is accurate or not, one thing can be determined, its original intention is detrimental to the host.

Only this peach orchard pattern can be used to strengthen it into a stronger existence.

Although everyone now has peach orchard lines, they have to avoid friction every step they take, but in fact.

Once outside, if Lin Fan, who owns the City of Destruction, is bound to Yi Qiqi, she will no longer be a fragile assassin once her blood-smeared prison is opened.

But a warrior with fault tolerance.

It was equivalent to using his own body to destroy the city to provide her with backup.

But Taoyuan Pattern must take control from Yuehu.

Otherwise, the peach garden pattern is just a shackles.

It just so happens that now that you have Guiying, you can try to talk to the other party.

Lin Fan waved his big cloak and said coldly: "Get out."

"..."

Juying blinked, thinking that this small action made him look cooler than when he advanced.

"and many more!"

Handsome and handsome, Guiying pointed at the souls on the wall and said:

"Why don't you eat these? Let's take the time to eat them all. Maybe we can reach the level of causing disaster to the country!"

I don’t even know if there is any harm to the country in the world.

Lin Fan glanced around at the trembling souls clinging to the wall and frowned secretly.

This is their unconscious fear. Even if their brains have lost the ability to think, they can still tell how powerful the shadow is.

"There is no value. When we set foot on the destruction of the city, these half steps are equivalent to a glass of water. No matter how much we fill, it is worthless to the sea."

Guiying nodded in understanding, then stretched out his hand to grab it, stuffed a soul into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

"Really, I didn't feel it at all. It obviously hurt like hell at first."

Guiying was amazed. It was the first time for everyone to step into this power. How could a human scumbag know more than it did?

Why don't we change positions, you be the trick, and I'll be the human.

"Compared to this, the knife on your waist..."

Even if they haven't walked out of the Land of the Fall and everyone is in a state of soul, Lin Fan can still feel that the scabbard is not simple.

He even felt that he and Guiying had the same feelings.

Guiying touched his scabbard and said with a smile: "No matter what knife, I can use my fists."

"But you did remind me."

When it said this, Lin Fan had already turned his gaze to the attic, where Zi Ming's sword was originally inserted.

"It seems that you know the purpose of my scabbard."

Guiying grinned, not surprised at all, as if he knew everything.

I was so envious of Yi Qiqi who was stomping her feet aside.

"Robbery, absolute control of the sword."

Lin Fan said each sentence from his heart, and the function of this scabbard emerged.

Guiying reached out and touched the sword.

There was only a loud snap, the zanma sword exploded with a horrifying sound, and a hurricane blew up around him, knocking Old Man Yiqiqi and the others back a few steps and almost staggering to the ground.

Only Lin Fan and Gui Ying with city-destroying strength could barely stand firm.

"Okay, okay, the little knife has quite a temper."

Excitement flashed across Juying's face, which was completely different from Ziming's initial fear.

When faced with the Dao trick that had sealed him for many years, it punched down, but it blasted away the fear in its heart. In the true sense - crazy, Ao!

The more resistant the opponent is and the more difficult it is to conquer, the more excited it becomes.

because--

This feels very conquering!

"Even if you refuse, I have to accept you!"

The hurricane shook off the Zhanma Dao one after another. Even when it reached the city of destruction, the mysterious shadow had a tendency to be suppressed.

In Lin Fan's soul, Zi Ming, who has survived until now because there is no Jiuyou Spring Dew, looked at the scene in front of him and said in shock:

"That's the founding general of the country, and Xuan Jian is equipped with a sword. You guys... how can you just accept it?"

bang——

The fingers of Guiying's dark palm were cut off one after another by the blade-like hurricane.

But...its palm has firmly grasped the Zhanma sword.

"Founding General? Haha..."

"Barely worthy of me!"