Lin Xie walked over, aimed the tip of the obsessive white slashing knife in his hand at the head of Se Lao, who was still laughing and talking to himself, stood with his hands on his chest, closed his eyes slightly, but in fact, he couldn't control himself because of anger, his body emitted a thorough green light, it was not blood, but the green light of his own life, his green tendons burst out, his forehead, arms, wrapped around Zhou Sheng again and again.

The ultimate flow of life is the greatest swan song of death!

But at the moment when the light was at its extreme, Lin Xie was extremely calm, as if he had never been angry because of him.

"It's never been the way people want it to."

The white slashing knife hit Se Lao's face straight, his facial features were chewed up in an instant, and soon, the dirty blood was swallowed back by the Tai Dao as before, and even the smashed skeleton with Se Lao was sucked until it disappeared.......

After his maniacal laughter died down, the room was completely calm, except for the sound of blood dripping in the air.

"Tick....... Tick ......"

The sound of real blood dripping is not crisp at all, and even a little dull.

Lin Xie took the stupid Julie in his arms, walked out of the room, and then followed Bai Chopper to find the gift.

The old man in the hat walked slowly, but he still had vitality, but from his steps and his already sunken pupils, it could be seen that he didn't have much time.

Soon, he pushed open the door of the "women's house", and the poor women inside the door didn't know what was happening outside, only Aunt Chuanyin, trembling and shouting to the devil, was cut off by the old man in the hat before he could make a sound.

The poor women didn't huddle together, they were all in their own confines in panic, curious......

For a long time, as long as they were in this space, they could only be called out to serve by Aunt Chuanyin.

It's not a good errand, to hate and hate oneself while at the same time making the soul accept the situation......

But today, the man who suddenly opened the door, there was no smell of blood on his body, and his pupils could not be seen clearly, but the panic in his heart when he glanced at it was lightened, and it was as if he was illuminated by warm light, and even the nervousness disappeared......

Song Yixue.

The latest poor woman on this occasion, since she saw Lin Xie come in, her eyes were dry because of the bitter life, tears appeared in her eyes, and she found that the other consciousness of the imprisoned consciousness was shattering, and she wanted to say hello, but she didn't know where to mention it.

The shattering of other consciousnesses did not only happen to Song Yixue, but also to all the people of the Great Light Sect who were forcibly controlled.

They are relieved, they are grateful, they still feel the hollowness in their brains, but they are enriched like never before, only to find that people do not necessarily have to be full and full, and those weaknesses are sometimes the basis of people.

She walked up to Lin Xie, then nodded, took the bloodied Chunxia, placed it on the bed, took Lin Xie, walked to the room where the gift was locked, and found the key from Aunt Chuanyin to help open it.

Lin Xie walked in, Enli was still asleep, facing his beloved daughter, who was also instructed to kill his lover.

The obsession with the knife that came because of the call of the circle of friends is slowly dissipating, and the moment he finds the gift, he also completes his obsession.

Lin Xie couldn't talk to him, but he felt the meekness and kindness transmitted from the knife......

At the same time that the obsession with the Taidao slowly disappeared, the old man with a hat behind Lin Xie, he knelt down and said: "General Lin, the old slave has been around for a long time, and it is also because of your supreme blood and the old slave's reluctance to you, now, Zuo Prime Minister Nasi finally died, and I can leave safely." ”

Lin Xie held the slowly dissipating Tai Dao, and as his eyes faded as his eyes darkened, he looked at the old man with his true brown pupils.

"It is the honor of an old slave to serve you for a thousand years."

"What's your name?" Lin Xie asked.

"Old slave...... I forgot, maybe you saw the pre-death picture of Taidao's obsession, you can know, it's good to tell me then......"

The knife disappeared, and the old man with the hat finally looked like the old man, and his body was no longer there, only white bones remained.

"Ding!"

The pre-death scene of the white slasher.

Lin Xie noticed that in front of him were the architectural groups that were unique to ancient times.

The gray tiles and white walls and tall gatehouses, each with exquisite carvings, show that the architecture has become as elaborate as ukiyo-e in this era, and there are also roofs, green trees, and the buildings are clustered.

Roughly speaking, this is by no means a prosperous dynasty, I heard that it is always said that it is a thousand years, but it is by no means during the Northern Song Dynasty, and it may have to be pushed forward for more than a hundred years, Lin Xie thought about it, that is, five dynasties and ten kingdoms.

The civil strife in the north, the invasion of the Hu people in the south, and the continuous natural disasters.

Walking through the spacious alley, Lin Xie saw a middle-aged man who was not angry and arrogant, and beside him was an eight- or nine-year-old child who was shorter than the white slashing knife.

They were silent to each other, and the general slowed down from time to time to wait for the child, not trying to carry him in between, as if he had a way of getting along.

What surprised Lin Xie the most was that the servant hurriedly walked by, and Lin Xie recognized that it was the forty or fifty-year-old man with a hat who walked in the forefront, and his face was much more heroic at this time, and his hair was blue instead of gray.

The servant brought by the old man saw the father and son bending down slightly to say hello, so he bowed his head and went to do his own thing.

Father and son walked together to an attic, and the child was panting and his chest was heaving violently, but he was holding his knees, not the wall.

"That's it for today's sword practice."

With that, the child placed the knife on the knife holder in the attic.

Lin Xie stayed by the side of the knife and heard the sound of the old general walking away.

"Take you to see the emperor and play with the emperor more...... Be patient......" The old general's voice sounded a little helpless, and there was a feeling of wanting to hand over the heavy responsibility

See the emperor? Why do you want to play? Could it be that he is quite young.......

In the interval between the father and son leaving, Lin Xie saw a cute-looking female doll hiding on the edge of the wooden pillar and peeking, and from the pupils, it looked very familiar...... Although she is only six or seven years old, she will definitely be a well-known beauty in the future.

Moreover, she is a lot like a flight attendant!

The little stewardess a thousand years ago secretly peeked behind the wooden pillar, and then she ran to her mother, the maid of the Lin Mansion.

"Mother, mother...... The little general is going to see the emperor. ”

"And what are you happy about?" Her mother rubbed her head while washing clothes at her master's house.

"Hmm...... It's fun! ”

Lin Xie put aside all the doubts about the times in his heart, this may be a country that is not in historical documents, from the buildings it looks a little like it is in the north, more rude, but at that time there was only the Northern Han Dynasty in the north, covering the most vast area, it is impossible not to remember a "General Lin".

Next screen.

Located outside a military tent similar to a yurt, there was finally Lin Xie's "old acquaintance" watching the ceremony on the high platform.

In addition to the old general on the left, on the right is the old man who is his enemy after a thousand years, but at this time he is dressed luxuriously, and he should be the head of the rumored Chinese official, similar to the position of the minister.

The civil and military bigwigs are all standing, and the surrounding ones are naturally the emperor.