Hearing this, Lin Yun was taken aback, he originally wanted to find out the news of Sima Yan when he mixed into the Zoroastrian Sect, but he didn't expect to meet Sima Yan's son directly. If I knew this, I wouldn't have to take off my pants and fart.

After pondering for a while, Lin Yun asked bluntly, "Can you let me meet your father?"

Sima Yang raised his eyebrows, raised the document in his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, but first you have to give up resistance." ”

Lin Yun nodded, now that he explained to Sima Yang that it was indeed not clear to him, it was better to give up resistance and follow the latter to see Sima Yan. Mo Zixun said that Sima Yan was an old-fashioned and warm-hearted person, and he should not be embarrassed by Lin Yun when he thought about it.

"Okay. Having made up his mind, Lin Yun buckled the suppressed bracers back into his wrists and raised his hands above his head.

"That's good. Sima Yang smiled on his face, but he had some doubts in his heart, this is too easy? At that moment, he flicked his fingers, and two small pale green flames swept out of his fingertips, binding Lin Yun up, after all, he couldn't see through the latter's strength, it was always right to be careful.

Lin Yun glared, and didn't say anything, it's not uncommon to be cautious when going out, this kind of friend is not only not annoying, but also makes people more trusted.

Sima Yang gently patted the dust on the purple robe, put his hair back together, and could see that he was a very tidy person, and after tidying up, he pulled a rope made of pale green flames and took Lin Yun out of here.

The two of them had not gone far until they came to an old locust tree, which was about as thick as seven people hugging each other, but its branches were bare, and it looked like it was about to die. Sima Yang's fingers changed, and an amazing scene appeared, a faint green light gradually appeared on the trunk of the old locust tree, and a half-zhang sized tree hole appeared strangely on the trunk.

"Let's go inside. Sima Yang looked at the stunned Lin Yun, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the hiding place of Sima Yan and the others, Lin Yun couldn't help but admire. There is a hole under this locust tree, and all of Sima Yan's henchmen are hidden underground. It's no wonder that the Zoroastrian Sect has been in a hurry to cultivate scouts recently, even if the Zoroastrian Sect has spies mixed into Sima Yan's subordinates, it is impossible to find such a place.

After burrowing into the tree hole, Lin Yun fell for a moment, and then stood firmly on the ground, and what appeared in front of him was a pitch-black passage.

Bang, Sima Yang also fell beside Lin Yun, urging: "Why are you stunned, don't you leave quickly." ”

Probing the Yuan Shen into the passage, Lin Yun was stunned to find that both sides of the passage were all painted with red spell marks, which were layers of formations, killing arrays, trapped formations, and phantom formations crisscrossing each other, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the space under this was solid, no wonder Sima Yang brought him in with confidence, once there was a conflict, he was afraid that he would really not come out.

Swallowing slightly, Lin Yun plunged into the passage where he couldn't see his five fingers, relying on the Yuan Shen to identify the surrounding scenes, and walked quickly inside.

After walking for about six fingers, Lin Yun saw a bright light, and when he approached the bright light, he saw clearly that it was a hole the size of a living room, and the flames on the walls around the cave were burning, illuminating the entire cave as if it were day.

In the center of the cave was a square stone table, and there were six or seven people around the stone table, pointing at a scroll on the stone table, not knowing what they were discussing.

"Daddy. Sima Yang arched his hand towards the one who had been silent.

It was a red-faced monk over half a hundred years old, with a face like a heavy jujube, wearing a golden crown and a golden robe, looking mighty. In addition, he was born with upside-down eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes blazing, revealing a temperament that is not afraid of the sky and the earth.

"It's Yang'er," Sima Yan frowned when he saw Lin Yun who was locked by mana chains beside Sima Yang, he couldn't see through that person's strength, and hurriedly asked, "Who is this?"

Sima Yang threw the paper to Sima Yan and explained: "It should be sent by the Zoroastrian Sect, and I want to be in the same group as the chick yesterday." ”

"Hmph," Sima Yan snorted coldly, looking to hate Zoroastrianism to the core, he waved his hand, and said impatiently, "Then what are you rubbing, take it down, and lock it up with that bat." ”

"But, Daddy......" Sima Yang still wanted to dissuade him, Lin Yun seemed to be extremely talented, and they were just employing people, if they could bring the latter under their command, it would naturally be the best.

Sima Yan slapped the stone table with a heavy face, leaving a deep palm print on the stone table, "Are you deaf? Yang'er, don't you forget how your mother died." ”

"Yes......" Hearing this, a trace of hatred did appear on Sima Yang's handsome face, he glared at Lin Yun with a complicated face, and was about to make a move, but Lin Yun suddenly shouted softly: "Slow." ”

Sima Yan stared at Lin Yun and said gloomily, "What else do you have to say." His momentum instantly locked on Lin Yun, and as long as the latter made any abnormal move, he would immediately blast it into ashes.

Lin Yun was locked by that momentum, his face turned red, and he blurted out: "I am Mo Zixun's apprentice!"

"Hehe," Sima Yan sneered, his face even colder, "Fake, Mo Zixun is far away in the Snow Country, how could his apprentice come here, and still have the Zoroastrian certificate in his hand? Boiling flames suddenly burned on his hands, and he was about to slap Lin Yun to death if he didn't agree with him, so you can imagine how deep his hatred for Zoroastrianism was.

"I can prove it to you. A drop of cold sweat dripped from Lin Yun's head in an instant, and he realized how strange the temper of these people was that Mo Zixun said, and this temperament was really anxious.

"Fart!" Sima Yan directly burst into a foul mouth, "If you can prove it, why didn't you prove it just now, don't try to deceive Lao Tzu." ”

Lin Yun rolled his eyes and couldn't help but retort: "You have been locking me up, how can I prove it to you?"

"Dare to talk back?" Sima Yan had already raised his palm, and he was about to slap it at Lin Yun.

Sima Yang and the rest of the people seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and hurriedly went up and lined up to stop Sima Yan, Sima Yang smiled bitterly: "Dad, you have to listen to other people's explanations, in case what they say is true, won't they die in your hands in vain?"

"Don't stop me! Don't stop me! Lao Tzu wants to slap this Zoroastrian lackey to death!" Sima Yan's temper came up, and he said it like a tiger if it sounded good, and it was like a mad dog when he said it was ugly.

Lin Yun is also stubborn, and he is also twisted for a while, and he is also blushing and scolding at the moment: "You come, you come, the master will not be surnamed Lin if he frowns!"

Seeing that the scene was out of control for a while, Sima Yang hurriedly changed his two fingers, untied the flame chains around Lin Yun, and turned his face to the latter again and again.

Lin Yun understood, rolled up his sleeves, stood his left wrist on his chest, and nodded his right hand to suppress the bracer, "You should always know this thing." "There is an eagle-shaped symbol on the suppressed bracers, which represents the Snow Eagle Guard, which is famous on the mainland, and Sima Yan should also know it.

Sima Yan suddenly turned into a red shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he got rid of the few people who stopped him and appeared in front of Lin Yun. After carefully studying it for a while, Sima Yan's face softened a little, he had indeed seen this thing on Mo Zixun, but he still shook his head, "This doesn't mean that you are Zixun's apprentice, maybe you snatched it from the hands of Snow Eagle Guard?"

"This ......" Lin Yun was speechless, and in desperation, he slowly untied his belt and slowly untied his placket.

Seeing this, Sima Yan actually showed disgust on his face and took a few steps back. Lin Yun suddenly became a little angry, ripped open his placket, and said angrily: "You should have seen this thing, right?" There was a fiery red formation tattoo on his chest, and it faintly glowed red from time to time as the mana moved.

"This is ......" Sima Yan couldn't help but lean his face closer, looked at it for a while, and nodded unconsciously. He is the founder of one of the Five Elements Sealing Array, the Fire Array, this formation was still given to Mo Zixun by him at the beginning, and now it has appeared on Lin Yun's body, which is enough to prove his identity.

"His grandmother's," Sima Yan swore a lot of words, and slapped Lin Yun on the shoulder in laughter, "I didn't expect you to be Zixun's apprentice." ”

Lin Yun had a sharp pain in his shoulder, and couldn't help but look at Sima Yan resentfully, this guy turned his face faster than turning a book, he was really a "man of temperament".

"Say, what's the matter," Sima Yan rolled his eyes, "Zixun is a guy who can't afford to be early, and he definitely won't send someone to me if he has nothing to do." ”

Seeing that Sima Yan was so happy, Lin Yun also nodded and told Mo Bing'er about it.

"Oh, I've heard of his sister," Sima Yan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "It's okay, but I can't help him Mo Zixun work for nothing." ”

Although Sima Yan seems to be coarse, he is actually thoughtful, and he is a good man with thick and fine colors, otherwise it would not be possible to stand under the nose of Zoroastrianism for so many years. Now that Sima Yan is lacking allies, he wants to use this incident to form an alliance with Mo Zixun to help him fight Zoroastrianism.

Lin Yun never expected that the rugged Sima Yan would say such a sentence treacherously, and after being slightly stunned, he asked painfully, "I don't know what the seniors want?"

Sima Yan pondered for a while, glanced at Sima Yang, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "I heard that Zixun's sister is a beautiful embryo, isn't it?"

Immediately feeling a little wrong, Lin Yun shook his head again and again: "No, no, I can't get married, and my master is also worried about this." He was afraid that Sima Yan would take up Mo Bing'er's idea.

Who knows, Lin Yun's words hit Sima Yan's heart, and after Sima Yan laughed for a while, he said, "Then I don't have any worries." I heard that she has also reached the age when she should be married, and it just so happens that my unsuccessful son has never been married, so it is better to let my son suffer a little loss and marry her alive. ”

"You ......" Lin Yun suddenly became anxious.