Chapter 99: Ink without a Scene

The sound of the piano continued to come out of the window, and at this moment, there were many people listening to the entire post station, and everyone knew that Lin Han was teaching the county lord the piano skills, and they were all excited.

But Mu Lingyan looked at Yaoqin, but from time to time he turned his head sideways, looking at the side face of his master Yingting, who often looked in a daze, and even his heart trembled slightly.

"Yan'er, since you have to specialize in art, what kind of system do you want to be half-hearted? Do you want to try the family method of the master?" Lin Han suddenly shouted.

"It's the master!" Mu Lingyan hurriedly came over to learn from the master, and from time to time stretched out his fingers, letting the master follow along, grinding his ears and temples, this picture was extremely quiet, but it always made the girl's heart beat wildly.

"Hehe!" Lin Han suddenly smiled bitterly to himself, family law? He doesn't even know what family law is, does he want to set up a so-called door rule?

Mu Lingyan is already talented and intelligent, she is not only a general immediately, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, unlike Lin Han, who has no foundation in playing the piano, she is still very proficient in various fingerings, and it is relatively easy to learn, but there are too many differences in skills.

"Ling Yan, when you can touch the strings is the day to get started!" Lin Han suddenly spoke.

"Ahh

Feelings, this is from the East China Sea Crystal Palace, Lingbao-level Yaoqin, she can't play it at all, or Lin Han has to help her pour some of the power into her fingers, otherwise with her so-called innate cultivation, she can't pull a string at all.

Not long after Chu Feiyan left, a group of people came in front of the post station, one of them was Yan Beihou, whose broken arm had been wrapped, and beside him, there was a middle-aged Taoist with a fluttering silver beard and a long sword.

It's just that at this time, this Taoist is a little angry, and his expression is even more arrogant than that of Yanbei Hou.

Feelings, after his son was killed and the three thousand iron horses were also destroyed, Yan Beihou was extremely angry, his son was cultivated by his Luo family on the first day, and he tried his best to cultivate the house, not to mention the three thousand iron horses, that is his lifeline.

Annoyed, he didn't care about his injuries, so he arranged for someone to notify the king of Youqin, so that the king of Youqin could send someone to administer justice for himself.

However, he was worried that King Youqin would delay this matter, so for the sake of grasping it, he informed the Great Elder of Fengxuemen of his son's death, that is, Luo Zhen's master, and the Great Elder of Fengxuemen, Mo Wujing.

In order to take revenge, this time Yanbei Hou worked hard and used all the heritage of Yanbei Hou's Mansion.

King Jinghang is a declining family after all, and he believes that even if he kills him, the emperor will not blame himself if he has the right king to give him a cover.

Hearing that his disciple was dead, Mo Wujing was furious and immediately rushed to Yanbei Hou's Mansion.

Yanbei Hou gathered all the elites in the mansion and rushed to the post station, wanting to completely annihilate the Mujun Wang family in one fell swoop, but unfortunately, the gods were all arrogant, and they acted on the orders of the right Qin king, and they didn't notify him at all when they came, and as a result, everyone left, and he didn't know it, which caused the two groups of people to go wrong.

"Mu Lao'er, Lin Han'er, come out quickly and die!" Luo Tai stood outside the gate and shouted, his voice was loud, if it weren't for the large number of rooms in the post station, he would have rushed in and killed people.

The death of his genius son and the destruction of the three thousand iron horsemen had already made him extremely angry, so angry that he even lost his bearings.

Hula!

The more than 200 people brought by the county king's mansion all rushed out of the post station and confronted each other.

The figure flashed and Lin Han's figure appeared in the center, and next to him was followed by Mu Lingyan, the county lord who was holding the yaoqin, and his expression was like a boy holding the qin.

Seeing Lin Han come out, Luo Tai subconsciously took a step back.

Yesterday, he was fixed by Lin Han, and he returned to the mansion for nearly an hour before he could move freely, and he was almost not scared to death.

And although he was fixed, he didn't know anything, and seeing the three thousand iron armor buried in Lin Hanqin with his own eyes had already scared him, otherwise he would have used all his background to fight hard with the county king's mansion.

It's just that until now, he doesn't understand why he didn't move for no reason, and was slashed by Mu Lingyan in vain.

"I'm afraid I have some unknown disease. Yan Beihou could only explain to himself like this.

"Elder Mo, this is the person, he instructed his disciple to kill Zhen'er, you must erase him to avenge Zhen'er. Luo Tai suddenly stretched out his left hand and pointed to the opposite side, and shouted hoarsely.

As the Hou Ye, how could he still not know Lin Han's identity until now? Newly hired by the county prince's mansion, the master of the county lord Mu Lingyan.

It was precisely because of this person that his long-planned plan to completely control the Northland fell through.

"Is this girl the one who killed Zhen'er?" Mo Wujing pointed at Mu Lingyan with his finger, he didn't care about anything else, he wasn't interested in any territorial dispute, what he cared about was the death of his disciple.

"Elder Yumo, it's her!"

"Okay, in that case, Elder Ben will punish his teacher first, and then kill his disciples!" Mo Wujing walked towards the Mu family with great arrogance.

"Master, the momentum on his body seems to be stronger than Chu Feiyan, is he a true gang realm powerhouse?"

It is rumored that the innate martial artist Zhenyuan is outside the body and can form a talisman shield, which can be regarded as the true gang realm, and it is a huge watershed with the congenital.

In the general early stage of congenitality, even if a strong person in the True Gang Realm stands here and lets you fight you, you can't move, even if it is an opponent of the same level, you have to break the opponent's protective qi before you can finally win.

That is to say, once promoted to the Zhengang Realm, it will not only bring changes in cultivation strength, but also an additional layer of talismans invisibly, and even the empire's great killer energy crossbow is difficult to deal with, it can be said that once promoted to the Zhengang realm, it will be beyond the control of the imperial army, and such a person can only rely on martial artists to have the opportunity to arrest him, isn't it fascinating.

Usually, such a strong person is rare to see in a hundred years, but today there are two True Gang Realms in a row, no wonder Mu Lingyan is so surprised.

"What? It's a True Gang Realm powerhouse again?" The faces of the Mu family changed continuously, you must know that one True Gang Realm powerhouse is enough to kill them all.

"It's just a lot of people who are sent to death, don't worry about it!" Lin Han said indifferently.

"Mmmmmmmmmm

Mu Lingyan nodded again and again, like a chicken pecking rice, since he worshiped the master, this Mu County Lord, who can play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can lead the army on the horse, suddenly found that he had become naïve.

To put it bluntly, it's just that I don't want to think about it, my daughter is like this, the so-called sex is like fire, and women don't let her shave her eyebrows, but she hasn't met a stronger man to conquer her.

"Lin Han'er, Poor Dao will definitely take your life today, are you going to kill you by the neck, or let Poor Dao do it himself?"

Bang!

Mo Wujing took a step forward suddenly, and the sword behind him had automatically flown out, and a stream of sword air fell into his hand.