Casting Sword Villa, in the courtyard where the young man in red lives.

Chi Lin, the young man in red, looked at the person who came back, and the injuries on the person who came back, his face was indescribably ugly and gloomy, "You say, you didn't see the appearance of the person who hurt you at all?" ”

The man in black kneeling on the ground like a shadow: "Yes." ”

Chi Lin checked the two pieces of sawdust in his hand, "He hurt you, are these two small things?" ”

"Yes." The man in black nodded. After breaking free of the rope, he carefully examined the small courtyard with his wounds, and found no clues, only the two pieces of wood that had not penetrated into the wall.

Chi Lin: "Then what do you think of his martial arts?" ”

Man in Black: "Never fought against. However, if he wants to kill his subordinates, it will definitely be effortless. ”

Chi Lin: "How does it compare to me?" ”

The man in black quickly looked up at Chi Lin, and then quickly lowered his head, comparing in his heart.

Chi Lin: "To be honest. ”

The man in black trembled, didn't dare not answer, and didn't dare to lie, "Above the child." ”

Chi Lin: "How much higher than me?" ”

The man in black: "The subordinates can find the breath of the son through a door, but the subordinates really can't detect his existence at that time." Two pieces of sawdust, first shot through the door, and then shot through the shoulders of subordinates, and submerged into the wall, and the subordinates suspected...... I suspect he hasn't used his full strength yet. "Love Net

Chi Lin's hand continued to tighten, and the two pieces of sawdust full of blood turned into powder in his palm, and it was difficult to see that the face of the pole was faintly bottoming out, and something was faintly flashing. Is that person likely to be my brother? In this world, only my brother has such powerful martial arts, coupled with the very heavy sound of wheels, is it possible that my brother quietly left the imperial tomb and came to Sword Casting City to open the chain that locked him?

Thinking of this, although the possibility was very small, as if he was dreaming, Chi Lin still couldn't help but hold a trace of hope, "Check, check again." If you find out the news again, don't be alarmed, come back and tell me immediately, and I'll go and see for myself. ”

The man in black was taken aback, "Childe, by all means, it's too dangerous, in case ......"

Chi Lin: "What, you have an objection to my order?" ”

The man in black shuddered: "No, don't dare." ”

"It's better not dare!" Chi Lin got up, strode to the door, opened the door and went out.

The man in black who was kneeling on the ground flashed quickly the moment the door opened, hiding himself like a shadow and not letting the two people guarding outside see it.

The two young men in black guarding the door saw the young man in red coming out, and asked curiously: "Childe, it's so late, you want to go out?" ”

Chi Lin glanced at the two of them, and went straight to the sword casting pool, suddenly eager to refine that sword.

In another place, Feng Zhantian, the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, who was just about to rest, heard a report from his subordinates, and knew that the red-clothed young man did not rest at night, so he went to the Sword Casting Pool again, and hurriedly put on his coat and hurried to the Sword Casting Pool, and an old bone was really tossed back and forth. He couldn't help but suspect now that according to the temperament of the young man in red, even if the person on the throne knew that the young man in red was here and immediately sent someone over, he might not be able to arrest the young man in red smoothly. I am afraid that the only person who can suppress the young man in red is the person on the throne himself.

In an instant, Feng Zhantian actually hoped that the person on the throne would come to Sword Casting Villa in person.

However, how could that person on the throne come in person! As soon as Feng Zhantian finished thinking about it, he shook his head to himself, and kept rushing to the sword casting pool.