Jinghong's first book, if you think it's not bad, then please move your fingers to the "starting point" to comment, leave a message, and by the way, throw a few recommendation votes, thank you here. Not to mention whether the history told by the prophet is true or false, a towering mountain has formed in Lu Lin's heart, which is almost breathless. According to Lu Lin's thoughts, it was originally very likely that he would find his parents by breaking through the Holy Rank, but the trip to the Chaotic Sea made Lu Lin discover that the Sage was nothing more than that, and he couldn't become famous all over the world and let his parents hear his name.

A big battle allowed Lu Lin to defeat the genius of Chaoyang Sect, and with the strength of the half-step holy rank, such a proud record would definitely shock the entire chaotic sea area, but now Lu Lin couldn't be happy.

Sitting on the ground with a little decadence, he stroked the Xuanlong Spear with a faint warmth in his hand, as if it was the only one who could comfort Lu Lin's heart a little at this moment of loneliness. No matter where he goes, no matter how much danger he encounters, the lonely Lu Lin is never alone, and he is always accompanied by his comrades.

"Is it just that you feel hopeless? It seems that your mother's status in your heart is a little unsatisfactory. The prophet's old voice came, but it touched Lu Lin's heart.

The attachment to his parents made Lu Lin absolutely not allow anyone to say anything negative in front of him, but this time he chose to be silent, because he was really speechless.

"It's really disappointing that you are like this, even I Luo Lianci can't enter the core of the Luo family, but your mother can enter, then she is definitely not a vase, and her strength is already unimaginable. I didn't expect her son to be so disappointing, just listening to the history of the Luo family made him lose his fighting spirit. The prophet's body gradually became stiff, as if he had lost all of a sudden, as if he had lost what he had hoped for.

Luo Lianci, this is the real name of the prophet, a person of the Luo family who was not able to enter the core of the Luo family, but relied on his own efforts to achieve today's achievements.

"Mother's strength is very strong?" Lu Lin said subconsciously, he really couldn't imagine in his mind that the mother who was a housewife would be a person with a lot of strength.

In the face of Lu Lin's questioning, this time the prophet did not choose to answer, and still sat there quietly, as if he had not heard. Lu Lin was really embarrassed to continue to ask, he could hear the disappointment in the prophet's words just now.

This can be said to be the closest Lu Lin has ever had news from his mother, and he is unwilling to give up no matter what, but just as he was about to continue to ask, there was a person at the door of the stone cave, who was the hope of the lord of the merman clan.

"The Prophet has rested, so you better go out first. Ji Wang said with displeasure on his face, looking at the emotional Lu Lin seemed to be very unfriendly.

In this way, under the pressure of hope's strong strength, Lu Lin had to choose to give up temporarily, anyway, he would live here for a long time, and he would ask again if he would still be in the future, after all, there was still an inextricable relationship between them.

The news of the Luo family of the Jiao clan was too shocking for Lu Lin, and even after leaving the temple, Lu Lin's heart was unable to calm down. There is no way, anyone who hears the news of this family will feel frightened, not to mention that Lu Lin is very likely to have some relationship with them, which is the most troublesome part.

Perhaps he felt the sadness and hesitation in Lu Lin's heart, and the faint warmth transmitted from the position of his chest, just like a mother soothing an injured child.

Looking down at his chest, there was a clear golden heart-shaped sign there, which looked like the scales, and at this moment it seemed to grow from Lu Lin's body, and it was already completely fused with Lu Lin. Even after the call of the prophet Luo Lianci, it became a little different, and Lu Lin had to experience the specific difference.

"Hey, Terran boy, are you the one who has no one in your sights?!"

Just as Lu Lin lowered his head and pondered, there was an angry roar behind him, judging from the sound, it was not from the human race, because they had the unique hoarseness of the demon race.

His thoughts temporarily moved away from the Luo family, and when he turned to look, Lu Lin saw an old man of the Jiaoren clan holding a cane, and he didn't expect that he would be missing a right leg because of the ninth-order strength.

"This senior, I'm really embarrassed, it's just because I'm thinking about something, is there anything you did to stop me?" Whether it was because of his current situation or the other party's situation, Lu Lin felt that he should show enough respect for the other party.

"You despicable Terran cultivators want to oppress our race again, do you think we are so easy to bully and insult!" This disabled Jiaoren's eyes were full of anger, and if it weren't even for Lu Lin's strength being stronger than him, I'm afraid he would have already done it directly.

The voice of the disabled Jiaoren attracted the attention of the nearby Jiaoren and the crowd, and when they saw that it was Lu Lin who was fighting against them, they seemed to have guessed the reason.

"You can't generalize like this, I haven't bullied anyone from your Jiaoren clan, except for those who have gone crazy, I have only done it to two guys, and that premise is that they kill first. In the face of the other party's aggressiveness, Lu Lin will not choose to blindly forbear, and that is not his character.

Lu Lin seemed to anger the other party even more for his explanation, and the disabled Jiaoren directly threw his armpit wooden cane at Lu Lin, obviously very excited, "What are you talking about beautifying yourself, it is because of the greed of you hateful human race, who do not accept our existence but want to suppress us, in your eyes, we should not exist in the world like that?!"

Obviously, this disabled Jiaoren belonged to the more extreme category, so Lu Lin chose to turn around and leave after easily avoiding the flying wooden staff, ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him.

The disabled Jiaoren seemed to be very angry about Lu Lin's attitude of ignoring him, and he even wanted to rush forward desperately, but he was inhabited by an old Jiaoren who was also old. This old Jiaoren was the old man who had talked to Ji Wang at Lu Lin's door before, obviously he was still very prestigious, and the disabled Jiaoren calmed down after seeing him, and no longer chased the departing Lu Lin, but picked up his wooden staff and left quietly.

"Elder Fu, I'm very sorry that my Terran boy has caused you trouble again. In the crowd, there was a rickety old woman, who by her appearance belonged to the Terran side.

The moment he saw the old woman, the old man of the Jiaoren clan, who was called Fu Lao, actually twisted a little, as if he didn't know how to answer.