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Yinchen didn't have time to take a closer look at what the handkerchief handed to him by Lin Xuanchen looked like, after all, this kind of thing is not in harmony with etiquette on the surface, Chongwangfu is the prince's mansion, and the rules in it are only afraid that they are not much easier to deal with than the rules in the holy water sect, the two of them sat cross-legged in the grass slightly away from the Jindaomen camp at this time, and after secretly exchanging tokens, they quickly got up and walked towards everyone.

Yinchen felt a lot more steady, and the pain of losing Zhang Mengmeng seemed to be relieved a little. The pressure of feeding Lin Xuanchen for a lifetime is just a drizzle for him, as long as a small half of the pile of gold in the arcane space is taken out, it is estimated that the financial market of the Southern Empire can directly explode, and it is no longer a problem to feed his wife and children.

"Sure enough, horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, and people have no windfall and no wealth. Yinchen hummed a little tune as he walked towards the prison, and it was only then that he remembered that he wanted to give the prison a "Ten Thousand Flows to One Dan".

The toxins of the prison worship were actually suppressed by Lin Xuanchen with her own skills, and the herbs she collected all over the mountains were just some ordinary things that cleared heat and detoxified, increased qi and blood, and balanced the ordinary things in the five, combined with her mysterious and weird, and the pink and purple true yuan of the "Nine Heavens One Series Xuanyang Detoxification Sutra" that was faintly restrained from almost all toxins, it was enough to save the life of the prison worship, when they arrived, Lin Xuanchen had just given the prison medicine to the medicine, and in one day, the life of the little fat man was not to worry.

Originally, Yinchen pulled the little sister of the Lin family aside, just to quietly heal the injuries on her hands first, after all, although those flesh injuries were not fatal, but once they left scars after a long time, they were definitely tyrannical. Girls love beauty, and they all have to be carefully cared for, even if the old men and women of the Golden Dao Gate don't understand, Yinchen can't let Lin Xuanchen fall with ugly scars that will be painful for life.

Who knew that an ordinary treatment had become a private lifelong act, and it was also thanks to Lin Xuanchen that she was not an ordinary girl, under her gentle appearance was Lingxiu's mind and a trace of courage to love and hate, and she had been pinched by Yinchen for so long, so she really dared to talk to him about the future.

Yinchen was in a slightly better mood at this time, and his spirit was much more relaxed. He finally has a sense of concern and belonging in this world again, and is no longer the isolated and helpless archmage of the other world before. He quietly pinched Lin Xuanchen's soft palm, and a home-like warmth surged into his heart, and even temporarily repelled the poison of homesickness that had intensified for more than four years. "Gabroyle's father and mother, you must be happy for me! I'm finally going to grow up here, and I'm going to have a family of my own!"

He was thinking like this, fantasizing that he would build a warm home for Lin Xuanchen, build an invisible, terrifying financial empire, and establish a ...... There was not a trace of fear and worry in his heart, he did not worry about his future life at all, money and knowledge, wealth and technology, these are the other two powers that Gabroyle people have discovered after magic that can conquer the universe, and the combination of these two forces can create a beautiful and livable new world for the Gabroyers even more than magic itself.

Silver Dust is a time-traveler, he is from Gabriel, he is from the era of interstellar civilization, he has not received any benefits from a time-traveler, and his biggest reliance in life is actually the identity of the time-traveler itself. He has nearly 100,000 years of knowledge in front of this world, and he also has an unknown and shocking wealth, the combination of the two is enough for any good boy with a little ambition and ability to conquer an entire world.

Therefore, he was full of confidence and had no fear of tomorrow, until the moment when a qi-destroying arrow flew towards Lin Xuanchen beside him.

He instinctively blocked Lin Xuanchen.

The sound of the sharp arrow piercing his body calmed down Yinchen, and he realized at this time that in addition to money, power, and power, there is another power in this world that determines the fate of countless people, and that is force.

This is not Gabriel after all, and money and knowledge can make a life, but it can also lead to disaster. Feeling the sharp pain in his shoulder, Yinchen's confidence just now instantly turned into annoyance.

"What a savage world!" he muttered in a low voice, completely ignoring Lin Xuanchen's cries behind him. The little girl seemed to want to hug him, but it didn't work, and Silver Dust's figure had disappeared into the teleportation magic.

"Since you're here, don't go back, right?" Yinchen's figure suddenly appeared a hundred paces away, and at the same time, a lewd little old man also jumped up from the grass, shooting three arrows in a row while somersaulting.

Purple-black light and the shouts that sounded in the Golden Dao Gate camp shot out from the tips of Silver Dust's fingers, and three sharp arrows were shattered in the air, while another light slammed into the little old man's chest.

"Little ghost, it's you?!" the little old man bared his yellow teeth and let out an angry and unwilling shout. A wave of blue-gray qi suddenly erupted from his body, which was a ghost-type true element that had condensed to a certain extent, and then, the blue-gray qi wave suddenly became clear, and an invisible whirlwind spread out with a roar, almost rolling the silver dust into the air.

"That's right, it's me. Silver Dust replied indifferently. He was expressionless and pulled out the sharp arrow on his shoulder, and with a sharp force, he suddenly felt a piercing pain, and the barbs on the sharp arrow were deeply embedded in his muscles, hooking many important blood vessels and tendons, and if he really wanted to pull it out, he was afraid that the whole arm would be scrapped. Silver Dust had no choice but to let go of his hand and disappear from the spot again. At the same time, the little old man slammed his palm forward, and a strange-shaped flying knife flew towards the place where the silver dust had just stopped with a circle of white translucent wind, and a bright red poisonous light flashed from time to time on the twisted barb on the blade, which was a blade quenched with some kind of hemorrhagic poison.

"Breaking the Mystery ...... "Silver Dust's voice came from behind the old man like a ghost, and the arcane teleportation that was activated again caught the old man off guard, and he only twisted his body halfway before he was struck away by a thin purple-black light.

The old man rolled in the air a few times, but it could be regarded as landing, he struggled a few times, but he was never able to stand up, one of his pelvis had been shattered, and the silver dust's black sky gang divine cannon was not as easy to deal with as it seemed on the surface, it was not a shadow arrow with corrosive power in necromancy, but pure, dark magic with an incomparably huge heavy strike power. (To be continued.) )