"Ho! Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly! Rattling! Huo Jiaquan's routines are flexible! At the same time, Ji Lin's mobile phone rang suddenly.

Before everyone could wake up, after a gust of wind, a young man in Qing Dynasty clothes with a whip and eyes like knives suddenly appeared in the void.

"Huo Yuanjia?" Mr. Wang and Mr. Xiao Wang's eyes widened and they were a little dazed.

The ringtone of Ji Lin's mobile phone, a song "Huo Yuanjia" sung by King Zhou Tianwang of Xiangjiang rap, can actually summon Huo Yuanjia, what is the situation?

Syllable!

didn't wait for everyone to come to their senses, but they saw Huo Yuanjia's eyes with disdain, and slapped the assassin with a 'straight', 'firm', and 'stiff'.

"Ahh

As soon as the palm fell, the assassin screamed, fell to the ground in an instant, foaming at the mouth, and fainted.

"Huo!" Then, Huo Yuanjia raised his middle finger disdainfully, turning into a streamer and scattering.

"It's too strong." The second elder gasped and looked at Ji Lin's gaze, full of awe.

"Hey, there's writing on the assassin's face." Dong Xun'er stepped forward and exclaimed.

Hearing this, the second elder hurriedly stepped forward, only to find that the assassin's face actually had the word "Huo" written on it.

"The old man began to learn calligraphy at the age of three, and I thought that even if he couldn't be invincible in the world, he would be able to reach the peak,"

"But when I saw Mr. Ji writing today, the old man realized that his sixty years of hard training had been eaten by dogs." Mr. Xiao Wang exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and the shock was no more.

But it turned out that when the assassin launched a sneak attack, Ji Lin cooperated with the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone, quickly took out General Meng Tian's pen, and wrote the word "Huo" on the assassin's face.

"If it's just that, it's just that, and what's even more rare is that Mr. Ji summoned Huo Yuanjia. didn't even use the famous stunt Huo Jiaquan, and directly slapped the assassin unconscious. ”

"This control of the strength of calligraphy, as well as the subtle regular calligraphy penmanship, is simply a skill close to the Tao, the old man has practiced calligraphy for 70 years, and he is not as good as a boy in his twenties?" Mr. Wang thumped his chest. His eyes were full of loneliness.

For a long time, the second elder felt that although Ji Lin was very strong, he was at most a calligrapher of the same level as himself.

The assassin's sneak attack just now made it impossible for the two elders to resist, but Ji Lin wrote the word "Huo" in the middle of his conversation and laughter, and easily killed the enemy.

That's a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it? How old is Ji Lin? Wicked!

If the second elder knew Ji Lin's true age, I am afraid that the psychology would be more balanced.

But unfortunately, Ji Lin couldn't tell them the secret that he was an immortal.

"It's hard to penetrate the skin and penetrate into the mind. Even if this person can wake up, he will be a waste. Dong Xun'er said with a sigh after careful observation.

"Miss Dong, don't you mean to say that Huo Yuanjia slapped this person just now and gave him a concussion?" Mr. Xiao Wang shuddered, and then realized that the matter was more serious than he imagined.

"Strong. It's really too strong, Mr. Ji, your pen power is so amazing. This trip to Mount Emei, we will definitely be able to succeed in one battle. Coming to his senses from the shock, Mr. Wang looked excited.

"Haha, it's worthy of being my boss, just as powerful as Master Ben." Beichen Yumo laughed loudly, laughing very proudly. It's as if this bull is telling the truth.

"Zhao Weilong called me just now, and I decided to let him go to Mount Emei together." Ji Lin put away his phone and said something that the second elder was a little stunned.

There are so many treasures, and one more person, one more person will divide things. The second elder was already very unhappy with Beichen Yumo going to make soy sauce.

Now there is one more Zhao Weilong, who doesn't understand calligraphy? The second elder suddenly became a little unsettled.

"Although we can all write in air, if we really want to kill, we still need to dip it in ink." Ji Lin explained.

"Boss, you mean to let Zhao Weilong be a free laborer and help us carry the ink, right?" Beichen Yumo's heart moved, and he seemed to understand something.

"Not bad." Ji Lin nodded.

The ink used to kill is completely different from the ink used to practice calligraphy and nourish qi.

The more lethal the magic water, the heavier the physical mass, and it is difficult for ordinary people to use it to write, and it is difficult to pick up ink.

This treasure hunt requires a lot of ink, and Zhao Weilong is the best candidate to be a free laborer.

"Oh, I'll go, so many people welcome Young Master Ben?" Ten minutes later, Zhao Weilong walked into Lingxiao Pavilion with a smile, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

However, when Zhao Weilong got the task of his trip, he actually carried the ink made of mercury, Shenyin wood, etc., weighing hundreds of catties, Zhao Weilong's 'double' and 'legs' were a little weak.

"I'm afraid of Mao, when I get the treasure this time, this master will find you a beautiful girl." Beichen Yumo said playfully.

"Oh, I'll go, that's okay, but I don't want a nun, I want a Taoist aunt." Zhao Weilong shrugged and could only accept this reality.

As a free power, it is natural to have the consciousness of free labor, Zhao Weilong drove the car and drove everyone all the way to Mount Emei.

As for the sad assassin, he was thrown into the distant garbage heap like a dead dog by Beichen Yumo before leaving.

An assassin who can wake up or not is a question, and he will become an 'white' idiot when he wakes up, Ji Lin is too lazy to bother with this kind of garbage.

Wow!

Soon after Ji Lin and the others left, with a gust of wind blowing, a young man with eyes as sharp as an eagle and wolf jumped down from a tree.

"Waste." Puzzled, he kicked the assassin, and the young man's eyes were full of anger.

This young man, naturally, was ordered by the three elders of the Cao family to come to hunt down and kill Ji Lin's Heavenly Desert Eagle Wolf - Tian Zhentian!

After the failure of the last assassination of the hot pot restaurant, Tian Zhentian lay in the hospital for half a month, and only then did he barely recover some of his strength.

In order to better find out Ji Lin's strength, Tian Zhentian secretly contacted his younger brother, Murakami-kun, who is known as the "Ninja King" in the island country.

Murakami is the number one assassin in the island country, and in the dark world of the island country, he is like a king, although his assassination skills are not as good as Tian Zhentian, but they are not trivial.

Unexpectedly, Murakami was directly destroyed by Ji Lin and wrote the word "Huo" with a brush, is this too strong?

"It seems that this Ji Lin is even stronger than I imagined." The crackling of his fists made Tian Zhentian's eyes full of gloom.

"Oh no, what about the photo of Yuezen?" Accustomed to 'sex' touching into 'arms', Tian Zhentian suddenly trembled, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

The simple girl who is affectionate to herself has always been Tian Zhentian's 'spirit' sustenance over the years.

But now, the only photo of yourself has actually fallen? Tian Zhentian suddenly panicked.

……

"Hey, here's a picture." On the way to Mount Emei, Dong Xun'er suddenly exclaimed, and suddenly there was a photo in his hand. (To be continued.) )