After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

Yan Lin's heart skipped a beat, and his four eyes met, one was clear and the other was dark.

The word 'overreaching' echoed in his heart, he opened his mouth, looking embarrassed, Yan Lin lowered his head slightly, thinking about how to speak.

Then, like a playful child, he was caught straight, and his voice twitched: "No...I...I can't just ignore death..."

Yan Jin turned around and took two steps in his direction, staring at him with sharp eyes, and his voice was still cold: "You want to be a hero? Why? Is your cultivation level in the bigu period?"

Yan Lin shook his body and lowered his head even lower.

Well, Yan Yiqing, you speak harshly enough to poke people's hearts directly!

You are not afraid of offending your Immortal Yiqing's face in front of outsiders, Yan Lin is cursing in his heart, but maintains a sluggish look on his face.

With such blunt words, a quiet needle drop could be heard all of a sudden, and a man and a woman next to him looked at each other in shock and surprise, and took two steps back unconsciously.

Do not disturb other people's housework.

Yan Jin stared at the young man's lowered head, with jet-black hair and headbands hanging down his sides, he couldn't see his expression, but he didn't have the usual vivid feeling.

He sighed deeply.

He knew that he couldn't force him too hard, too harsh, he was still young, and youthful temperament was unavoidable, but he had been lost for too long, hundreds of years of vicissitudes, finally he returned to the past, saw him again, You can be by his side without reservation, protect him, and the longing and cherishing in your heart have been entrusted.

How can he tolerate him taking another risk.

No, not at all.

Yan Jin's hands tightened slightly, his dark brown eyes became dark and dark, but his clear voice was not as cold as before, but embedded with a trace of tenderness: "If something really happens to you, what do you ask me to do..." He said He paused, and then said: "...how to explain to father."

Yan Lin was silent.

Sure enough, I was afraid that I would not be able to explain.

Hmph, it's still the same, he doesn't care about anything except the Haoran Immortal Mansion, such a pretentious attitude is good, but he is used to it, immune, and can't make waves.

Yan Lin opened a pair of dazed and ignorant eyes, taking a sneak peek at Yan Jin's expression.

Yan Jin naturally knew, he said softly: "Next time, don't be so reckless, you must bring a guard when you go out..." Even if I am not here, you are safe.

He refrained from making a move just now, originally to scare him, so that he would know how to restrain himself in the future, be careful in everything, and not be careless.

But seeing the sharp sword stabbing towards him, his heart tightened, his breathing stopped, and the scenes in the past seemed to be repeating themselves, and his body instinctively rushed out uncontrollably, protecting him.

After a while, Yan Lin's voice came weakly: "I see..."

He was willing to admit his mistake, and the air around him seemed to be smoother at once. The man among the man and the woman seized this opportunity and took a step forward, with a sincere tone: "Don't blame the fairy, the young master is just kind enough to help us. Delay, we are afraid that we have already died..." With a heavy ending, he clasped his fists in both hands and bowed to Yan Lin and Yan Jin respectively.

The grace of saving lives should be remembered!

Yan Jin put his eyes on them, restrained all his emotions, just looked at them blankly, then moved his eyes away, and fell on the body of the man in black not far away.

Yan Jin walked over, knelt down in front of one of the corpses, and raised his hand to uncover the white ghost face, but suddenly there was a sudden change.

The ghost face just lifted a corner, but the corpse shattered and disappeared like paper ashes, even the other corpses beside it.

Yan Lin was slightly taken aback.

Ember of Soul——

Who used such an insidious forbidden technique, suffered monthly soul-shattering pain when alive, and had no bones left when he died. Its soul will be imprisoned and cannot be reborn.

Yan Jin picked up the ashes in his hand, turned his head, and met the two people next to him with his deep eyes, and sized them up coldly. The aura of a high-ranking monk made people dare not move rashly.

"How did you mess with them?"

The two looked at the place where the corpse disappeared in shock, recovered after listening to Yan Jin's voice, looked at each other, bowed their heads, and the man replied: "I don't want to hide this matter from Xianjun, we two are offshoots of the Yunjing sect. Inner sect disciple, this time he was ordered to carry out a mission. Now that the mission has been completed, he is on his way back, but before he gets close to the Yunjing sect, he was ambushed as he passed through the deep valley..." The man showed a strange expression as he spoke.

They really didn't expect to be attacked...

However, to be able to grasp their movements so clearly, someone should know their whereabouts.

Suddenly his heart sank.

"In other words, these people are here for your mission..." Yan Jin stood up and affirmed.Otherwise, their two little inner disciples would not be qualified to be hunted down by four Golden Core monks.

"Maybe..." The man hesitated to speak.

It's inconvenient for him to disclose the content of the mission, let alone explain in detail. Each faction has its own privacy, and other factions have no right to interfere. Even if life and death are at stake just now, and they are facing their savior...he can't elaborate.

Yan Jin was very clear, and she didn't ask questions, but changed the subject: "What's your name?"

The two of them didn't expect that Yan Jin would ask them for their names, they paused for a while before they realized it, and they respectfully answered, "Later... Junior An Yiming, next to her sister An Yijing."

An Yiming and An Yijing? !

Yan Lin, who had been scrutinizing and listening to the movement, suddenly became serious in his eyes, and had just seen their appearance carefully from a distance away.

The man was in his 20s, in the middle of bigu, with a melon-shaped face with single eyelids, handsome appearance, slightly thin body, not tall and tall like ordinary people who cultivated people, but with a righteous face.

And the woman next to her is seventeen or eighteen years old, in the early stage of bigu, her whole face is not particularly stunning, her figure is slender, she secretly looked at him with a pair of eyes, and found that Yan Lin was looking at her, then she quickly avoided her eyes, and buried her head even more Low, temper seems more shy.

It turned out that An Yiming and An Yijing looked like this, one handsome and outgoing, the other quiet and introverted, Yan Lin sighed secretly.

These are An Jin's two childhood sweethearts who died young...

They are also his only remaining two reverse scales.

He and An Jinnian met very late in the first life, and never paid attention to their names, nor their existence.Although he found An Jinnian very early in the second life, the two of them were not by An Jinnian's side at that time. Only in this life, the time was just right.

Unexpectedly, he was rescued by such a coincidence.

Seeing that Yan Jin hadn't spoken, An Yiming continued speaking in a modest voice: "We will definitely report to the Landlord in detail when we go back this time, and thank you both for your kindness in saving us." After speaking, he looked at Yan Lin behind him, his eyes calm and calm. Grateful: "It's just that I didn't expect that you are really the second son of Haoran Immortal Mansion!"

Yan Lin came back to his senses and smiled at him with a very proud expression: "That's natural, I don't lie."

An Yiming looked like a scholar, Wen Wen looked at him quietly and smiled, while An Yijing lowered his head.

"Since the matter has been resolved, let's take our leave first." Yan Jin who was standing by the side said calmly, with no fluctuation on his calm face, he raised his hand and returned the salute. The wide sleeves of the dark blue brocade robe were opened and drooped, revealing the golden pattern on it , It is a rigorous style of everyone.

In fact, there is no need to salute according to seniority, but he is like this, he has done enough superficial work outside, no one can catch his tongue.

The An brothers and sisters hurriedly bowed down and returned him with a big gift.

After Yan Jin finished speaking, he turned and left. When passing by Yan Lin, he grabbed his hand and pulled him to go out together.

At this time, Yan Lin would not break free from his intentions, and their direction was exactly in the direction of the spirit grass.

He just turned around and waved at the two of them.

There will be a time to see you later.

The two brothers and sisters raised their hands high, and the other slowly opened their hands, waving like Yan Lin.

Unexpectedly, the second son of Haoran Immortal Mansion is lively. Although his behavior is flamboyant, it is not difficult to see that he is a pure and kind person.They are willing to help them in such a dangerous situation.

Looking at their backs, An Yiming said after a while: "Then let's go back too, we have to report this matter to the Landlord."

An Yi nodded quietly.

An Yiming immediately left with the sword, but she took another look at the direction where Yan Lin and the two left, and left after a while.

……

The soul ember technique...can't be involved at this time, he can't guarantee that Qinghe can be protected without any risk.

The situation in the last life was too complicated. At that time, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them, staring at the three great immortal gates, staring at any crack that might exist between them. It is also willing, if you want to get it, you have to exchange it.

He knew that there was always a pair of hands behind him manipulating all of this, but he didn't find out until the day he died, and one thing was clear... that person would eventually put his hands on Yan Lin's body.

For two lifetimes, his death was the beginning—and the end—of everything.

That's why he set a restriction on Chiyu.

Yan Jin walked ahead, deep in thought.

Suddenly he stopped, turned around, with a complex expression on his face, although his face was not as cold as before, but still a little heavy, perhaps because there were no outsiders around, but his voice was very gentle.

"From now on, Qinghe...be obediently by my brother's side. If you want to save someone, I'll help you. If you want to hit someone, I'll help you....It's good..." Yan Jin said lightly, even considering , staring at him, those eyes were deep, and the dark brown pupils were full of love and tension, without any falsehood.

Yan Lin was embarrassed by his gaze, and felt that his speech was strange.

He slowed down, turned his face away, and wanted to distance himself from him: "That's not becoming a useless person...I don't want to..."

Yan Jin didn't give him a chance to leave, grabbed his hand and took two steps back, the slender jade hand gently landed on his head, helped him to trim his hair, and said earnestly: "Brother doesn't want you to have an accident... "

Yan Lin was at a loss, not knowing if it was all right, why did he start singing Brothers and Friends again, so he could only naively say: "With you and Daddy here, how can something happen to me?"

As he spoke, he looked around indifferently, as if wanting to run again.

This place is barren than before, with much less lush green, small piles of rocks, cracked cliffs, and four people running parallel to each other. Ten meters away, there is a red maple tree with all red leaves surrounded by five people. It is some years old.

The Fuling Grass is here.

Yan Jin saw his indifference, and exerted a little force on his arm to bring him back to his senses, and said in a heavy tone, "You don't understand...the world is much scarier than what you see..."

Yan Lin withdrew his eyes and looked at Yan Jin. The tension and concern in his eyes was still there just now. Yan Jin was a deep-minded person who almost never showed his emotions on his face. No one could guess what he was thinking.

But now, he saw a trace of concern in his face and eyes.

That being the case, he took advantage of the trend, and there was a question he wanted to ask all along, but he didn't have the right opportunity to ask it.

"Before that, why did my brother hide from me and reject the invitation to accept the Changtian Sword Sect..."

Yan Jin did not evade, and stared at him fixedly: "Because I don't want you to go."

"Why?" Yan Lin was puzzled.

There was an undisguised coldness in Yan Jin's eyes, and he replied directly: "Because I hate them——"

Yan Lin was surprised.

Back in Qionglin Garden, Yan Lin was lying on the imperial concubine chair with a dazed expression.Yan Jin's reaction just now doesn't look fake, he really doesn't like people from the Changtian Sword Sect.

Yan Lin closed his eyes, his dark mind couldn't breathe, and he couldn't fall asleep. Yan Jin's words kept echoing in his mind, as well as every look in his eyes.

"Stay obediently by my brother's side from now on. If you want to save someone, I'll help you. If you want to hit someone, I'll help you.... that's good..."

'Brother doesn't want anything to happen to you...'

Yan Lin suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, his eyes were stern.

Are you trying to lie to me again!

Obviously he has made the best effort, and the indifference of the two lives is on the sidelines.He doesn't have to hate it, because this is his brother, with the same root, same vein, and even the same blood flowing in his body.

But he couldn't stop complaining, couldn't look at him calmly, and always pretended to be stupid and stupid.

He knew that this person was not Shi Yuan's opponent, and helping him would mean death. He didn't blame him, but even if he was called by his name at that time, as long as he was called Qinghe...he would have a thousand reasons to comfort himself.

But he just watched—

cold.

In the past, he looked forward to this brother so much, but now he is so disappointed...

It's like falling from the nine heavens into the eighth hell!

That being the case, then he will take the Rejuvenation Grass tomorrow and retreat, and wait for the Lost Wonderland Conference a year later.

Out of sight out of mind--