Wu Zhiheng and Lin He are looking for the proprietress of Jinyin Villa, Yinliu.

According to Zeng Yun's tip, Yinliu lived ten miles outside Longyou City. This is not exactly the yellow sand, here is even more desolate than the right, and the yellow sand is accompanied by the small hills brought by the Yadan landform, which stretches for thousands of miles, and the mountains and rocks are integrated with the yellow sand in the sky. However, Lin was not in the mood to watch the magic of nature at all, she only felt very terrifying. In the darkness, surrounded by many strange-shaped mounds, the side walls are steep, the feet are cracked loess, and the wind in the desert howls and makes a sharp sound. Why did Ginliu live in such a terrible place!

However, Lin He didn't have much time to be afraid, and she immediately felt something even more terrifying.

There was no moonlight or stars in the sky, and in the dark night, there was only yellow sand under your feet. However, this yellow sand is the most deceiving, they are not reliable at all. Lin felt that the yellow sand seemed to liquefy rapidly, as if they had suddenly stepped into a pool of water, and after a little struggle, they would find that the viscosity of the part of the sand under their feet had increased violently, and the people who stepped on it were like falling into a special paste that became more and more viscous the more they stirred, and they could not break free. Although the quick reflexes Lin He immediately stopped struggling, it was too late, and she didn't have time to scream, so she quickly fell to the bottom of the quicksand, and then continued to descend, and finally fell into a large hole.

At this juncture, how did Lin use the kung fu of "a thousand gold pendants" and fell to the ground lightly.

The cave was pitch black, and the invisible sword light whistled with the wind in his ears. This is a long sword on the opposite side, it is like a net buried in a trap, as soon as it sees the prey falling, it begins to close the net, and does not hesitate to stab it like Lin He. She had never seen such a black sword light like lightning. Suddenly, her entire body was already shrouded in sword qi, which was enough to make people even cold to the bone marrow. There is almost no one in the world who can resist the edge of this sword, and Lin cannot stop it. She was forced to slide backwards on tiptoe, and the sword light chased after her like a rainbow of lightning, no matter how fast Lin retreated, it was not as fast as this sword.

At this moment, a long knife blocked the sharp blade from the side, there was no spark of metal colliding, only a muffled sound, and the sword stabbed into the scabbard. The man seemed to be stunned, and the owner of the sword would never have imagined that the sword would pierce the air.

A sword pierced the air, and the sword qi was discharged. The man had to stretch his sword forward again, but it was now unsheathed. The knife seemed to carry a wave of anger. The change of sword technique is indeed not as dexterous and rapid as the sword technique, so that if the person who uses the sword wants to force the person who wields the sword to be undodgable, it is indeed difficult and difficult. But Wu Zhiheng would not give his opponent a second chance, he only needed to raise his hand, and this Broken Water Treasure Knife had already cut the long sword in two.

Wu Zhiheng was standing opposite the man in white at this moment, and at the moment when the long sword stabbed at Lin He, he suddenly realized that his feelings for Lin He were far stronger than he imagined. "Lead the way, we're going to meet Yinliu." Wu Zhiheng said coldly, with his knife, no one would refuse his request.

The man in white didn't answer, but just turned and walked forward. The underground world of this desert is so quiet that you can't hear the wind howling on the ground, and there are occasional open spaces in the tunnels from which sand falls in small pieces. The man in white leads the way in front, and the tunnel is crooked. How did Lin find out that this person's steps were very light. He wore a long gown that dragged to the ground to cover his feet. Lin suddenly changed his fingers, and the extremely fast finger wind lifted the bottom of the white-clothed man's robe. How Lin opened his eyes, this man's feet were smaller than ordinary men's.

The man in white was not surprised, at least Lin He didn't see that he was surprised. She actually squinted her eyes and smiled, and said, "This little girl is really arrogant, and she actually wants to see a man's feet." “

"I'm not interested in men's feet, but I'm interested in finding women's feet."

"What other women are there here besides you?"

"Of course there is, that's you."

The man in white looked at her in surprise, "It's me?" How can a man like me have a pair of women's feet? “

"Because you're not a man, you're Yinliu." Lin said with a smile.

Just as she began to laugh, Yinliu had already sent out a handful of silver nails from her hand, the silver light was shining, and the nails had already reached their front door, so fast! Lin He and Wu Zhiheng didn't dare to pick it up with their hands, they were afraid that the silver nail would be poisonous, although the legend said that Yinliu never used poison, but when it came to life and death, there were few people in the world who could be more cautious than them. What's more, they already have a pretty tacit understanding.

Lin suddenly slipped out like a swimming fish. At the same time, Wu Zhiheng concentrated his strength and potential energy on the knife, and the sword light was like a large net with attraction, gathering these silver nails scattered in the air together, and with a slight flick, they were all nailed to the walls of the tunnel. The sandstone wall wasn't sturdy in the first place, and when hit head-on, it almost toppled over. And Wu Zhiheng's knife light was like a shocking rainbow lightning, pointing directly at Yinliu's throat.

Lin turned his head to look at the silver nails embedded in the wall carefully, turned his head and asked with a serious face, "Do you know Jin Yulang?" ”

Ginliu's eyes widened, and her fists were clenched, knuckles already coming from.

"Jin Yulang is your son?" How did Lin ask, "Did you pass on this silver nail to Jin Yulang?" Did Jin Yulang die on the battlefield with the Turks? Before dying, you didn't forget to shoot this silver nail to save the life of your comrades? ”

Yinliu suddenly relaxed her hand, there was no trace of blood on her face, and her fingertips were trembling constantly, she stepped back step by step, her eyes were fixed, for a long time, and when she spoke, her tone seemed to be calm again, but she seemed to be choked up after listening carefully, "Yes, Jin Yulang is my son, but this was decades ago, who are you?" Judging by your age, it doesn't look like you've ever seen Gyokuro. ”

Lin He took a step forward, and then solemnly expressioned, bowed his hand respectfully, and said word by word, "Ling Lang was besieged by the Turks on the battlefield in the northwest back then, and the horse leather shrouded his body, and when the reinforcements arrived, only my eldest brother was seriously injured on the ground, and the entire Longyou army suffered heavy casualties. When Ling Lang was dying, it was the eldest brother who wanted to save him. Although my eldest brother was later ineffective, Ling Lang Gaoyi Bo Yun, please accept my worship. After speaking, Lin He bowed deeply and made a big salute.

The silver willow was well maintained, and it looked no more than thirty, but when she clenched her fists hard, she could still see the traces of time in her old and thin hands. Now, her hands were trembling, and her voice was trembling, "Do you know where my son is buried now?" “