Chapter 26: The Four-Year Covenant

Without half a moment's hesitation, Xin Lin raised his hand, and the money bag in his hand smashed at Sikong Ran, he took a step back, and the cold color in his eyes did not disappear.

A page fell to the ground.

It was the deed of sale of Tianxianglou, and at the end of the deed, Sikong Ran's name was impressive.

Xin Lin clenched his hands into fists, and his black eyes turned over the river.

She took a deep breath before letting go of her hand, her lips furrowed slightly, outlining a smile that didn't match her age.

"Sikong Ran, do you dare to make a bet with me."

Sikong Ran didn't speak, there was only indifference in his eyes, and his eyes had already answered Xin Lin, what are you betting with me.

Xin Lin, all five veins are wasted, and there is a body that cannot be developed, she is an orphan girl, without a prominent family background, this kind of background, she can only do nothing all her life.

"Sikong Ran, in the Falling Yin Ghost Cave today, you and I are gracious. In four years, I will go to the Xuantian Sect, take your head, and regain the Xuanwu Ring. ”

The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant, and when she spoke, her eyes were clear and unprecedentedly firm.

As he spoke, Xin Lin raised his hand, and the peachwood sword in his hand slashed through his waist-length hair, three thousand love silks, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Today, her skills are not as good as others, and she can't return to the Xuanwu ring, so she admits it.

Give her four years, and she will avenge Xin Lin and the Xin family.

Looking at each other, Sikong Ran was silent, just looked at Xin Lin, and after a long time, he put away the jade fan.

"Xiaolin, I'll give you four years. At the top of Xuantian, you and I will not see you or leave. ”

After that, Sikong Ran waved his hand, and the money bag returned to his hand, he didn't say more, turned around and left,

Xin Lin, four years is enough for you to read the suffering of the world, you will know that some people are destined to be as noble as the moon, and some people are destined to be as low as dust.

People are good and are deceived by others, but people are not deceived by evil.

In the ghost cave, there is no more yin.

After Sikong Ran left, Xin Lin's face turned pale, and his body slid down softly against the ancient coffin.

"Ma Ma Pi, scared to death, I thought I was going to die this time."

Xin Lin stuck out his tongue and laughed bitterly at himself.

She has read countless people, and she has seen more than thousands of political leaders and underworld leaders from various countries, and no one is comparable to Si Kongran.

Sikong Ran was by no means a thing in the pool, but a fifteen-year-old boy, and the astonishing momentum he displayed was enough to make people retreat.

He, just now, has already given birth to a killing machine.

If it was night, Xin Lin would already be in a different place now.

"Unlucky man, is that man your friend? His momentum is so strong, comparable to the emperor of people, I didn't dare to show up. This kind of person, you dare to make a bet, aren't you tired of living. ”

The headless Ah Piao sneaked out of the corner and dangled in front of Xin Lin.

There are leaders among people, and the momentum alone is enough to deter cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and Sikong Ran is this kind of person.

"I don't know what will happen in four years, but if I don't say that today, I won't even see the sun tomorrow. What's more, although I can't practice martial arts, I can cultivate spiritually. ”

Xin Lin's eyes fluttered, and her hand touched her abdomen.

It was also thanks to Sikong Ran's reminder that Xin Lin was sure that he was all in the five veins.

It's no wonder that she cultivates her true qi and can't condense it in the dantian every time.

She knew some superficial oriental medical skills, and knew that there were some problems with her veins, but she didn't expect that her tendons were blocked, and her true qi could not run to the dantian at all, so how could she cultivate.

Sikong Ran has always been pretentious, she made a bet, so that he would not kill the killer, and she would be able to save her life.