If you don't kneel, you die!

Lin Chen's face was very ugly, don't look at his usual things. Not to mention that the real cultivation is only new to the spiritual master, and it seems that he can recognize the reality and kneel down early.

After all, the big husband can bend and stretch.

But for some reason, no matter how much you usually laugh and laugh, no matter how you can bend and stretch. But now, he can't do a very simple leg bending action anyway.

Not only can't he do it, but the pride hidden in his heart seems to be stimulated, Lao Tzu just doesn't kneel!

Unexpectedly, at this time, his mind seemed to be drilling into the tip of the horns of a bull, and he would rather die than kneel! This idea is like a belief that is taking root.

How about the Spirit King kneeling, what about the Spirit Emperor kneeling, although my Lin Chen's cultivation is weak, but what does these people have to do with me, they kneel to theirs, and I stand mine.

The pressure on the top of his head is getting bigger and bigger, and there is already a clicking sound at the joints of Lin Chen's body, his face is not only ugly, and the beads of sweat on his forehead have just fallen.

Looking up at the windless sky, Lin Chen's lips were somewhat dry, and there was a touch of Yin red on them, obviously under the strong squeezing, the inner part had been injured. But his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his right hand was tightly clenched on the hilt of the golden black sword.

It seems that the situation is bound to be difficult today, he has already made up his mind, and it is impossible to leave now. But kneeling down to survive is obviously not what he wants. When the time comes, if you really can't hold on, if you try your best to show the hidden means, even if you can only stab a sword, you have to show his attitude, I will stain the sky with my blood, isn't it death.

I really didn't expect that at this point, he, who usually cherishes his life the most, doesn't even want his life.

People, you must look up to yourself, otherwise, no one will look up to you.

This sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, and he forgot where he saw it, but it struck him in the heart.

The plopping sound in my ears gradually faded away......

At this time, those who did not kneel stood out as if they were too conspicuous.

The young man in blue watched silently, not seeming to have the slightest interest in those who knelt down. His gaze fell on the few people who were left to insist, and said quietly: "I heard that there is a woman named Chen Chunya in the Sword Moon Sect, who is extremely talented, can you see it?"

"Young master, Chen Chunya was injured by the two of us some time ago, and she is not here at the moment, and she wants to be recuperating in the Sword Moon Sect. ”

Wen Sijun hurriedly responded.

"Oh, that's a pity. ”

The blue-clothed young man raised his eyebrows and continued: "There is a genius named Xu Lezhi in the Heavenly Wolf Gate, I wonder if this person is here?"

Wen Sijun shook his head and said, "According to the news sent by our latent inner Ying, this person has been in the Heavenly Wolf Gate and has not gone out. ”

The young man in blue paused quietly, and the disappointment in his eyes became even more intense.

When the kneeling spiritual cultivators heard the conversation, they didn't understand what the other party meant, and they obviously didn't care about the several great spiritual sects in the field, and for some reason they asked the two people with lower cultivation, as if they attached more importance to these two people than the major spiritual sects.

Over time, there was no kneeling

There are fewer and fewer people, after all, compared to life, many things are just floating clouds.

But until the end, Lin Chen was left, and he still insisted alone. At this moment, he closed his eyes, and the red at the corners of his mouth became more and more eye-catching, as if he had concentrated all his mental strength, like a spear of a pen, standing prominently at the end of the crowd, rather straight than bending.

After a moment of silence, the eyes of the blue-clothed young man fell on Lin Chen. At first, he was still a little curious, but then he condensed slightly, looked at the other party's appearance, and said with a slight surprise: "It's just a spirit master who is less than twenty years old, and it's not bad that he can hold on to it until now." As he spoke, he looked away and said slowly: "I heard that there is a seventeen-year-old Spirit King in the Heavenly Wolf Gate, whose name is Lin Chen, is this person not here?" After speaking, he glanced sideways at Wen Sijun.

"This ......" Wen Sijun frowned and thought about it, the name that the young master said seemed to be a little impressed, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while. After all, with the vision of the young man in front of him, the person who can see the eye is naturally the dragon among the people and attracts attention. But it was Lin Chen's turn, and he was a little confused.

In such a situation, the result is all because Lin Chen is usually very low-key.

But it's a pity that genius is like a needle awl in a sack, it will always break out of the bag, and the edge will be exposed, and the hiding is only temporary.

"Lin Chen?!"

Hearing this name, Qiao Linglong tensed, couldn't help but turn her head to look at the back of the team, and then froze in place like a sculpture. After seeing the crowd lurking, a figure still stood on the ground.

"It can't be him!"

There were many spiritual cultivators of the Heavenly Wolf Gate, and they immediately recognized the part of the standing shadow. Lin Chen, the blue-clothed young man's mouth, is a seventeen-year-old Spirit King, and this kind of talent is simply the best among geniuses. And the one who is standing is just the first realm of the spirit master, and he is obviously not right.

Just when some people were shocked by the seventeen-year-old Spirit King, while others doubted Lin Chen's cultivation, a voice sounded at the end of the group, attracting everyone's attention to turn over.

"Young master, I have something to say!"

He Qintong appeared behind the crowd, his expression was very respectful, his eyes showed excitement, and he said in a loud voice towards the front.

The young man in blue didn't seem to see it, Wen Sijun was already shouting, "What do you want to say?"

He Qintong immediately coughed lightly twice, and at the same time trotted towards the front, and only stopped when he was about to come to the blue-clothed young man, knelt down and bowed his head, and said, "The little one is a disciple of the Ghost Killing Sect, and he has been lurking in the Heavenly Wolf Gate. ”

Hearing the three words of the Heavenly Wolf Gate, the young man in blue moved slightly, looked at He Qintong, and said lightly: "Oh?"

The face of the Heavenly Wolf Gate spiritual cultivator in the team became ugly, who would have thought that now, suddenly an internal response appeared again.

Feeling the pressure, He Qintong tiǎn) pursed his lips and continued: "The Lin Chen mentioned by the young master is here. Originally, according to his plan, he was going to wait for the time of the spiritual war between the north and the south, and secretly dealt with Lin Chen, and the merits he obtained were used to change the hidden ghost escape method. But at this time, he suddenly realized that it seemed that he should tell the young master that the benefits should be greater and more.

"That's him!"

Didn't wait

The blue-clothed young man asked, and He Qintong had already stretched out his hand to Lin Chen.

At the same time, almost everyone's eyes fell on Lin Chen. After seeing that the other party was still standing with their eyes closed at this time, some people's eyes became complicated. But Bai Tingqian's eyes showed a look of jealousy, and at the same time, he was secretly frightened, the seventeen-year-old Spirit King, this son is hiding deeply. With the other party's talent and cultivation, the Heavenly Wolf Gate could no longer accommodate it, after all, the Great Elder was only in the Spirit King Realm.

But such a person has a holiday with him. While being a little powerless, Bai Ting was stunned, his face changed again, he thought of his grandson Bai Yuan, whose whereabouts are still unknown, and Luo Hao, the patrol leader, and immediately understood something.