The dark clouds in the sky have been blown away by the strong wind, revealing the crescent moon that has been obscured by the clouds for a long time, and the light from the crescent moon and the stars in the sky illuminates the earth again.

By the moonlight, Lin Yu saw the situation beside him.

A richly dressed middle-aged man, shaking a folding fan, looked at him with a smile on his face.

Behind the middle-aged man, eight black-clothed men on war horses stood side by side, each with a bloodthirsty glint in their eyes, as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake.

The cup is ......

Lin Yu took a closer look, only to find that this middle-aged man was an old man who was reluctant to give himself a little money after he dropped his money bag outside the inn before......

Lin Yu turned his head again and saw the other side of himself, a man dressed in black and wearing a black hat was looking at him lightly.

Beside the man in black, a translucent sword of azure hovered beside him.

The sword was dangling......

Dangling!

It must be a flying sword!

Unexpectedly, the Divine Sword Heir appeared so soon!

Lin Yu originally thought that a heavyweight like this should not jump out until the last and everyone had beaten him, and then he would jump out and laugh a few times, indicating that his plan was successful......

I didn't think that this guy had already appeared, and depending on the situation, he was still being hunted down.

At this time, Lin Yu was lying flat on the ground, beside him was a bottomless human-shaped hole, on his right was a man in a fancy costume and eight cavalrymen behind him, and on his left was the divine sword heir with a flying sword.

He was caught between the two sides.

There was silence, everyone didn't make a sound, and the people on both sides were staring at Lin Yu who fell from the sky.

"You're Lin Yu, right?"

The man in fancy clothes broke the silence first, and looked at Lin Yu with a warm gaze, without any hostility, but with a sense of satisfaction looking at his juniors.

With his attitude, Lin Yu was puzzled for a while, and he didn't understand why this person would look at his family like this.

"How did the seniors know the Dao?"

Although he didn't know why, Lin Yu still asked very politely, when it came to age, the man in the fancy clothes in front of him was an elder, Guo Jingru had taught Lin Yu to respect the elders since he was a child, so his words were a little more polite.

"You know the way."

The man in the costume smiled slightly: "Speaking of seniority, you still have to ask me to call my uncle." ”

"Uncle?"

Lin Yu is a little confused, so the title of uncle is generally his grandfather's younger brother or something......

Doesn't that mean that the person in front of you is ......

"Are you my grandfather's younger brother?"

Lin Yu didn't say a word, why did he look so young?

Lin Yu is not very clear about his mother's family, he was brought to Taiping Town by his parents to live when he was less than a year old since he was a child, and his mother did not mention her family on weekdays, so Lin Yu did not know who was in his mother's family.

"Grandpa?"

The man in Chinese clothes laughed: "If the eldest brother is still alive and hears someone call him grandfather, then wouldn't he be happy to live for a few more years!" ”

"Yes, I am your grandfather's younger brother."

The smile in the eyes of the man in the fancy costume couldn't be stopped, as if Lin Yu was saying something funny.

At the same time, one of the horseback men behind the man in Chinese clothes said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, it's not too late to catch that Li Langfeng first and then catch up with the little prince." ”

Rajah!

Lin Yu was struck by lightning in an instant, and the uncle in front of him was actually the prince!

Doesn't that mean that his grandfather is Emperor Wen of Chu?!

His own mother, Chu Yuyan...... But it's the princess! She is the sister of the current emperor!

For so many years, Lin Yu has not known that the gentle and virtuous mother is actually a princess of the dynasty, with such a noble identity, but she is willing to accompany her father Lin Yuan to Taiping Town, a border town, to be an ordinary woman with a husband and children.

Lin Yuan married Chu Yuyan when he was radiant and high-spirited, but after Lin Yu's cultivation was lost and he became a waste, Chu Yuyan still followed Lin Yu's side, inseparable from life and death, and even abandoned his identity as a princess after the most reluctance......

Suddenly, Lin Yu was moved by the strong love between his parents.

Lin Yu's eyes looked at the man in gorgeous clothes, and now there are a few princes in Fufeng County that he doesn't know, but there should be only one prince with eight innate martial artists behind him......

King of Northern Xinjiang, Chu Huajun!

The king of Northern Xinjiang who holds 500,000 military power in Northern Xinjiang!

And the eight black-clothed men riding horses behind him should be the terrifying Eight Horsemen of Northern Xinjiang!

Eight Innate Martial Artists!

"That's right, now is not the time for us to chat, Yu'er, you are radiant now, and your reputation is not weaker than your father's back then!"

Chu Huajun said with emotion: "Okay, our ancestors and grandchildren joined forces to capture this guy and seize the divine sword, and then find a place to have a good chat!" ”

"Good!"

Lin Yu did not hesitate, and slowly stood up straight, the thunder power in his body had just been exhausted, but after this conversation, he had recovered one or two percent, and he could barely fight.

"You step aside, wait for the innate qi to recover, and then join the battle circle."

Chu Huajun saw Lin Yu's physical state at this time, and asked Lin Yu to retreat without hesitation.

Then, without waiting for Lin Yu to answer, he shouted at the black-clothed hat Li Langfeng: "Li Langfeng, hand over the divine sword, spare you from death!" ”

"Surround me and don't die?"

Li Langfeng laughed at himself, his voice was full of sadness: "This divine sword is buried under my family, and my Li family has lived there for dozens of generations, this is a relic handed down by my ancestors, even if I die, I can't hand it over!" ”

"People are in the sword, people are dead, and the sword is dead!"

The divine sword has a spirit, Li Langfeng's mood seems to have affected the divine sword, and even the divine sword let out a sad cry, regretting the descendants of his master.

Lin Yu, who was standing on the side, couldn't help frowning when he looked at Li Langfeng's gaze, he could feel that Li Langfeng's vitality was disappearing little by little, especially when he was urging the flying sword, the speed of life was passing faster!

"The treasures of the world, those who can live in them!"

Chu Huajun's voice was full of undoubtedness, as if he had given a military order, and then his voice slowed down: "You use your life to urge the divine sword, it can't last long at all, now thousands of people in Fufeng City are looking for this sword, your life will fade in a few days, after you die, how can you keep this divine sword?" At that time, there will be another bloody storm, and at this time, I am the only one in Fufeng City who can hold this divine sword and suppress everything! ”

Chu Huajun's martial arts cultivation is profound, the Lingtai is clear, the logical thinking between words is clear, and he knows how to use people's hearts, first Huairou, and then talk about the consequences, and then show his strength after the most lucrative, which is closely linked, and people can't help but fall into it.