After that night's attack, the garrison in the imperial palace increased considerably.

Xiao Lu and Xing Mu's injuries forced Lin Xuan to stay in Lionheart City for a few more days!

The Lionheart Empire is considered a relatively powerful empire in the northern part of Godfall, and naturally has a teleportation array to Zhongzhou.

With the Lionheart's consent, they could leave almost at any time.

Lin Xuan was a little worried in his heart, his purpose was to return to Canglan and pursue the truth of the eternal night.

If you want to accomplish this, you must first investigate the Dark Temple. Lin Xuan hadn't attracted the attention of the Dark Temple before, so it was easier to investigate.

But after the attack on Lionheart City, Lin Xuan didn't know. The Li clan turned out to be the target of the Dark Temple.

If you want to protect Zimo Xing Mu, you must stay away from the dark temple. If you want to investigate the Dark Temple, it will put Zi Mo and Xing Mu in danger!

For a while, he was in a dilemma.

Zi Mo was not injured, but was scared.

Lin Xuan decided to take her out for a walk. One is to relieve her nervousness, and the other is to find out the mysterious master of Lionheart City!

Lin Xuan had no confidence in whether he could find that person. He only knew that with Yun Yao, the probability of finding the other party must be greater than if he was looking for it alone!

The only clue to that person was the eight words that sounded in everyone's hearts: "Purple blood is respected, and the emperor is crowned by heaven!"

The purple blood here must refer to the Li people.

Walk through the streets of Lionheart. Wildness and prosperity are the most distinctive characteristics of this city.

In the market, Lin Xuan noticed the strange old beggar.

He was so conspicuous in the crowd that he was incompatible with the aura of the people around him.

There are several copper plates in the beggar's broken bowl, and some naughty and bold children will sneak closer. Reach out and try to touch the copper plate, then observe the old beggar's reaction.

After seeing that the old beggar was still in a fugue state, he did not react to their actions. He grabbed all the copper plates in the broken bowl in his hands and ran away.

Lin Xuan and Zi Mo walked past the market, and the old beggar suddenly raised his head, his eyes following Zi Mo closely. In his eyes, there was nothing else but Zi Mo! At this moment, Lin Xuan felt that the old beggar was in the same time and space as himself and the others.

"Hey, it's weird, that old Buddha actually moved today!"

A vendor noticed the old beggar's movements and spoke.

No one in the market could say exactly how long the old beggar had been here.

Occasionally, some well-wishers would inquire about the old beggar's residence, but would not receive a response.

From the early morning to the night when the vendors come home. The old beggar was always there, not eating, drinking, not speaking. Don't pay attention to everything that's happening on this street. It's like a Buddha statue!

Gradually, he was jokingly called the old Buddha by the vendors, and even more people would come to worship if they had nothing to do. Picture auspicious!

After a long time, everyone became accustomed to the existence of the old beggar. As for what he eats and where he lives. Someone was once curious!

But then I thought about it, since he was still there after sitting for so long, it meant that someone was taking care of him, so I didn't explore it anymore.

People are always like this, it's not their business, so why bother with it.

Zi Mo was a little curious and afraid of the old beggar. From a long distance, observe him carefully.

Lin Xuan was very interested in the old beggar, it seemed that the old beggar did not have any cultivation, he was just an ordinary old man.

But judging from the rumors, and the kind of incompatible aura on his body. This old man seems to be extremely extraordinary!

Zi Mo had the courage to meet the old Buddha's gaze.

The old Buddha's eyes were dull, dull, turbid, dead and silent, without the slightest look. Like a dead man!

Zi Mo's eyes were slightly timid, curious, pure, ethereal, and contained many emotions.

The moment they looked at each other, the old beggar's fingers suddenly twitched stiffly.

There is a tooth-aching sound between the finger bones. It's like a machine that hasn't been running for a long time, and suddenly the power is turned on, and the rust is crushed between the gears.

Zi Mo's eyes gradually became confused, and she seemed to be able to read something from Mu Ran's eyes. It was a sorrow that penetrated deep into the soul, the desolation of the world, the powerlessness of the death of relatives!

"Don't be sad. Zi Mo said in a daze.

She suddenly came back to her senses, wondering why she had opened her mouth to comfort the old beggar. At that moment, she seemed to be a different person. Very sympathetic to the old beggar!

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, just now, he felt that Zi Mo had left here. Although the person was still in front of his eyes, he could not feel any breath. That feeling is very similar to that of an old beggar! An aura that is incompatible with the surrounding environment, and the whole person seems to have only a shell.

"Zi Mo, what are you talking about?" Lin Xuan only saw Zi Mo's lips move, but he didn't hear any sound.

"Oh, oh! Zi Mo felt that his previous behavior was very inexplicable, and he didn't explain much.

Lin Xuan tried to communicate with the old beggar, but the old beggar didn't react at all, and still looked at Zi Mo blankly!

Zi Mo was not as afraid as he was just now, but felt that the old Buddha was a little kind. She couldn't tell where the feeling of closeness came from!

After trying to communicate to no avail, Lin Xuan left the street with Zi Mo.

When Zi Mo left, she turned back three times, and Lao Fu's gaze was always on her and never left. She turned around and looked at the motionless old Buddha, and suddenly felt a little sad.

Lin Xuan was almost certain that Lao Buddha was related to the Li people.

However, looking at his state, it is obviously very abnormal, but as long as the old Buddha can communicate normally, it is definitely not this soulless appearance.

Facing the great masters who could frighten the Holy Rank, Lin Xuan had to be cautious.

Who knows what's going on in the mind of this old man who has been sitting in Lionheart for decades or centuries?

After the night of being attacked by the Dark Palace, Lin Xuan's vigilance against the Lionheart Emperor relaxed slightly.

In any case, it was the ancestor of the Chimu Madly Lion clan who saved Zi Mo and Xing Mu. And at least so far, the Red Eyes Madness Lion Clan has not shown the slightest malice towards them.

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In the middle of the Divine Fall, the figure of the pavilion master appeared in front of a mining cave. Facing the pitch-black jaw that looked like a giant beast opening, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Bow your head and salute.

"My lord, the power above the Holy Rank has appeared in Lionheart City!Moreover, he said that purple blood is honored, and the heavens are the emperor of men!" the pavilion master's voice came from under the demon mask.

The cave was extremely quiet. Occasionally, a drop of water seeps down the rock wall and falls into a small puddle with a tinkling sound.

It also adds a bit of horror to this mine.

"Something to do with the Li Clan, the power above the Holy Order?"

Voices came from the cave.

"Oh, it turns out that he is hiding in Lionheart. That man can't just go and find him and bring him to me. I'll send someone to help you!"

A voice in the mine commanded.

The pavilion master's eyes were bitter, and he whispered. No matter how much courage he had, he didn't dare to refuse that voice in the mine!