After the two on the stage decided the winner, Ye Lin yawned silently offstage, usually she was still sleeping at this time. Murong Yun, who was beside Ye Lin, noticed her state at this time, so he greeted Ye Lin and then flew onto the stage, clasping his fists at the people below and saying loudly.

"Everyone, under Murong Yun, I think you all know it."

Everyone in the audience was a little puzzled, but Ye Lin was confused, and such Murong Yun made her faintly have a bad premonition. Murong Yun smiled and then said.

"Miss Jingrou is here this time, can you make it convenient, don't let the girl wait in a hurry."

"Naturally, you can."

Among them, a richly dressed and handsome man walked out, shaking his fan and smiling and replied, as if he could represent everyone. The man walked out and turned his head to Yereen.

"I wonder what kind of mastery this Miss Jingrou has?"

"There is no mastery, only a sword dance."

Ye Lin stood up and replied with a smile, she had already greeted all the relatives in Murong Yun's family in her heart, this person had an enmity with her, right?

"Sword dance? Please see you again. ”

The man took a step back, and the rest of the people didn't say a word, looking at Ye Lin with curiosity, scrutiny, banter, and disdain. Ye Lin chuckled, slowly stepped onto the stage, and looked calm, what wind and waves have not been seen in the past two years, and will you be afraid of these small scenes? He pulled out the sword from behind his back, looked solemn, held the knife in both hands, and began to dance.

The days in the grassland gave Ye Lin's dance a little holy atmosphere, and this temperament made everyone in the audience hold their breath, Murong Yun raised his eyebrows, and felt more and more that Ye Lin was not simple, especially after seeing that strange long sword.

Ye Lin's sword dance at the moment is completely different from the softness in Dongling, with a clear face and peach shirt, green silk and ink dyeing, as dignified and solemn as a fairy, the woman raised her wrists and lowered her eyebrows, her steps were light and agile, like clouds in the wind, gentle and tactful, or she bent her arms to collect the knife, and the knife was sharp, like a green lotus in the water, inviolable.

This is a dance that Ye Lin thought about for two days to come up with, abandoning all the feminine tenderness in Dongling, and adding the fierceness of the samurai and the sacred meaning of the holy maiden sacrifice in the grassland. It's also because I'm afraid of being recognized, after all, Dongling's dance ......

On the stage, Ye Lin's hair danced lightly, her expression was sacrosanct, sometimes she rotated her light body, sometimes she waved a sharp sword light, and with the sword dance, Ye Lin's heart also danced, and at this time, there seemed to be a strange feeling germinating in her heart. The girl's expression was confused, her movements seemed to be casual, but it made people feel graceful, the slender Luo Yi fluttered in the wind, accompanied by an endless stream of postures, Ye Lin's small waist began to be slowly outlined.

It seemed that the heavens were also shocked by Ye Lin's dance, and closed their eyes in shame, and the sky gradually darkened. Ye Lin didn't know about this, the sword light became more and more fierce, but the dancing posture was getting slower and slower, this static movement showed the softness and temperament of Ye Lin's body Ling Ran, and everyone in the audience slowly became serious from the beginning of disapproval.

Thunder flashed in the sky, and a thunderball slowly fell, pointing directly at Ye Lin, Ye Lin didn't know it at first, until the thunderball was still ten zhang away from her, and her heart suddenly suffocated, and she danced. Ye Lin frowned when she looked at the dim sky, and after seeing that everyone's eyes were not looking at her, but looking above her, she also looked at her, and at this time, the thunderball was only three feet away from her.

"I'm X!"

Ye Lin subconsciously threw the knife, and the whole person rolled on the spot, and the thunderball also sent out a trace of thunder and shot at Ye Lin, Ye Lin was shocked, there was no way to avoid it at this time, just when she was desperate, she entered a warm embrace, and Ye Chen arrived. Ye Lin's heart was relieved, and then she saw Ye Chen's solemn expression, and she took out the black soul and slashed at that trace of thunder, all of which was between lightning and flint.

"Bald, you stand in your way......"

Ye Lin yelled, but it was too late, Lei Guang followed the dagger and pointed straight at the two, Ye Lin's eyes turned white and fainted directly, Ye Chen was also extremely embarrassed, and he forced his body to hold Ye Lin and left the scene. And Ye Lin's knife guided the thunderball into the crowd, and many people watched in a daze, resulting in themselves being unable to dodge, and the screams were endless.

"The dancing posture can cause celestial phenomena, and it is indeed worthy of the woman who is personally pointed out by the saint, and she is really a goddess."

Murong Yun was standing alone on the other side, and she was indifferent to those who were touched by the thunderball. As a result, the goddess Jing Rou spread in Murong Yun's mouth.

A day later, Ye Lin woke up, her eyes opened suddenly, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder in her eyes, causing everyone gathered around the bed to take a step back. Ye Lin got up, felt her still numb body, and turned her head to look at everyone.

"What about the bald man?"

The voice was flat, like a breeze, but for some reason it made people feel chills in their hearts. Jing Lian took the lead in retreating, and Yan Qi also left, not to mention Ling San, leaving only Ye Chen to look at Ye Lin with a questioning smile.

Ye Lin and Ye Chen looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

"How does it feel?"

"It's for my brother."

Ye Chen wiped a handful of sweat and said with a little shame, although he knew that the sky was terrifying, but he still wanted to give it a try, but the result was self-evident, the thunder light entered the body, if it wasn't for the two of them, I was afraid that one would have died suddenly on the spot.

"Huh."

Ye Lin sneered and continued to examine Ye Chen. Ye Chen felt that the pressure given by Ye Lin was getting bigger and bigger, and the cold sweat on his forehead appeared more diligently, after all, he was the one who caused his sister to fall into such a situation, but fortunately, there was no danger to his life. After a stalemate like this for a while, Ye Lin's body slowly regained its strength, and she began to jump up from the bed with a sinister smile and rush towards Ye Chen.

"Bald, you give Lao Tzu death!!"

Ye Lin jumped up angrily, and then flew up and rushed straight towards Ye Chen's life. Ye Chen, who wanted to be atoned for by Ye Lin's blow, changed his expression slightly, and hurriedly reached out to hold Ye Lin's beautiful jade feet, and then used his other hand to stop Ye Lin's fallen body. The two of them were opposite, Ye Lin's vague fragrance began to float to the tip of Ye Chen's nose, feeling the smoothness on his hand, Ye Chen subconsciously pinched it. Ye Lin retracted her legs hard, and a pair of big watery eyes glared at Ye Chen fiercely.

Only then did Ye Chen react and let go of his hand. Ye Lin stood barefoot on the ground, her crystal small jade feet stepped on the bluestone and became more and more dazzling, and the thin and messy white undershirt could not hide the jade skin that bullied the frost and snow, but became a foil. But no one in the room had the heart to enjoy such a view, Ye Lin stared at Ye Chen expressionlessly, Ye Chen couldn't help but face Ye Lin embarrassed with a smile.

"Bald, let me kick, hurry."

"If Rou'er wants to dissipate her anger, she can dispose of it for her brother, but this is the only thing that can't."

Ye Chen smiled bitterly, softly. Ye Lin was unmoved.

"Left to the mercy? Besides here, where will you hurt when Lao Tzu hits you? Anyway, if you don't marry a daughter-in-law, it's okay if you kick it, a manly man, how can you be such a mother-in-law. ”

“……”

In the end, it didn't work, and the two left Yancheng after that. After this incident, Ye Lin always felt that something was wrong with her body, but she couldn't find a reason, so every time she felt that something was wrong, the resentment towards Ye Chen in her heart grew a little, which made Ye Chen really miserable, and her sister was like a powder keg these days.

In Yancheng, Ye Lin naturally won the top position of the Heroes Association because of the dancing heavenly thunder, and Emperor Yan Nagi canonized Ye Lin as the county lord three days after this incident, and rewarded the mansion, and the goddess Jingrou also spread among the people, and the deaths and injuries of the Heroes Society were also regarded as their disrespect to the goddess. Awe rose in everyone's hearts, and there was an endless stream of people who came to visit Ye Lin, but there were also many people who came to find her trouble, and the two people who were far away from Yancheng didn't know anything about it.

In Yancheng Palace, Jing Lian was standing, Emperor Yan was sitting, and Emperor Yan asked with a smile after tasting a cup of tea.

"That Jing Rou is really your sister?"

"Yes."

Jing Lian's answer was still plain. Yan Naihuang's fingers slowly stroked the teacup, as if he was caressing his beloved girl, and his eyes gradually sharpened.

"But how did I not know she had a daughter?"