Lin Xin looked at Xiao Yi lightly and didn't say anything.

"If you really have a problem, tell me in advance. Dugulin's voice sounded in his ears. "Otherwise, if something happens, I can't control it!" she said with a little depression in her tone, "I said that it would be better for you to tell me about this kind of thing earlier, so you are so passive now." ”

Lin Xin's face did not move, and he replied with a voice.

"I didn't know sooner, no one would have expected this kind of problem. But thank you a lot. ”

"Thank you, if you really want to thank me, can you lend me some money?"

“”

Lin Xin turned his face away and didn't look at her, did he really think it was easy for him to make money?

"Hey, don't talk when you mention money, can you?"

"Did you hear that, I helped you like this, and you still gave me some expressions, too much to say, right?" Dugu Lin was unwilling.

Lin Xin simply closed his eyes and recuperated.

"You guy!" Dugu Lin hated so much that his teeth itched. "Isn't it just money? You say you're still not a man?!"

Lin Xin felt that his brain was jumping a little.

"I asked you to borrow money because I could afford you, and I told you, if I had changed to someone else, I would have stopped serving you a long time ago! Dugulin's unique theory emerged.

"Then I'll go and rest. Lin Xin said directly to Hua Yunu.

"Please, as long as the master doesn't leave the camp. Hua Yunu smiled.

Lin Xin saluted slightly, turned around and left.

Dugu Lin suddenly became anxious.

"Hey, I said the surname Lin! You really didn't say anything at all? Hey!!"

She looked at Lin Xin's calm and calm back, and her heart was ruthless.

"Aren't you just borrowing some money?

Lin Xin was speechless, Dugu Lin really didn't borrow money from others, but that wasn't because she looked down on others, but because the amount of money she borrowed was too big, so that ordinary people would definitely not lend her money. Acquaintances were borrowed by her and saw through them all. Definitely won't borrow again.

It's just him, there is so much money that there is nowhere to spend, this is Dugulin's original words.

Listening to the faint sound of Hua Yunu arranging actions behind him, he didn't care. As for Dongyue, if it is not expected, it should have been detached.

Night.

The soft sound of the flute slowly wafted out from the corner of the edge of the camp.

Lin Xin crossed the jade flute. Standing alone in the shadows, playing softly. There was no one around him, but one hand seemed to be holding someone's waist. It was as if there was someone snuggled up next to him.

"The farmer is playing the flute again. Ouyang Fei leaned in front of his wooden house, looked at Lin Luo, who was carving wood carvings on the side, and said in a low voice.

"He's always been like that. Lin Luo still focused on the black tree roots in his hand, and the small carving knife carved it little by little.

"After so many years, Madame has been dead for so long, and he still can't let go?" Ouyang Fei sighed with emotion.

"It's not that I can't let it go, but Master" Lin Luo raised his head and pointed to his head, "There is a problem here." ”

"Eh" is a good sentimental artistic conception by Lin Luo's action. Suddenly a little changed, and Ouyang Fei glared at him angrily.

"The owner's infatuation was made so unatmosphere by you, and he was ruined!"

"Atmosphere? What is that? Can you eat it?" Lin Luo said casually, "I don't like the atmosphere, and I don't like emotions, it will interfere with my cultivation." ”

"Just because you don't like it doesn't mean you can suppress it. Ouyang Fei said casually.

"I'm working on it. Lin Luo replied seriously.

"What the hell are you thinking about?" Ouyang Fei was speechless for a moment, the two of them have been in love for so many days, and they have become acquainted. Talking is also much more casual.

Lin Luo thought about it seriously.

"I wonder if people can get rid of emotions. If you act for the sake of a purpose, then the efficiency of the action is definitely beyond imagination. ”

"Maybe, but I don't like that kind of person, living like that, what's the difference between being a tool and a walking dead?" Ouyang Fei shook his head.

"Then what's the point of Master's this?" Lin Luo looked at Lin Xin again.

Ouyang Fei was also silent.

"A lot of people. They all thought that the master was crazy," Lin Luo lowered his head and continued to carve, "They thought that geniuses would always be different, so it was normal. ”

"And then?"

"Only I know that Master is actually normal. Even more normal than we are. Lin Luo said this. He lowered his head and continued to carve.

"Normal? that's it?" Ouyang Fei pointed to Lin Xin in the distance with one hand in his arms and kissed it gently.

“”

Lin Luo looked up, then lowered his head.

"It doesn't count. ”

Ouyang Fei also wanted to laugh, but when she saw Lin Xin put down the jade flute and spoke to the void air like tenderness and sweetness, she unconsciously felt a little panicked, and the smile in her heart slowly faded.

Lin Xin put away his sword and returned to the room, and unexpectedly saw a palm-sized yellow sparrow falling from the door of the room.

He paused, stretched out his hand, took out a little dry food, crushed it and put it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly the little sparrow flew up and fell gently into his hand, pecking at the food.

Holding up the bird, the corners of Lin Xin's mouth unconsciously softened.

After teasing the little sparrow for a while and letting it go, Lin Xin just entered the room and closed the door, but suddenly heard an exclamation from outside.

He walked to the window and looked out, and between the thick branches of the giant tree outside, a little blue fluorophore slowly lit up and fluttered in all directions.

He looked down at the Red Flower Sword, the runes on the blade were still slowly glowing red, but they were hidden by the scabbard and couldn't see it obviously.

I was about to take off my change of clothes and rest.

Suddenly, a large violent warm current surged out from the blade of the sword, rushing into his meridians.

Not.

Lin Xin snorted and took two steps back, feeling that his brain was a little impacted, but his heart was reflexively happy, knowing that this was Inmanto who had begun to absorb the essence and blood essence again.

Before he could take a closer look at how much his cultivation had improved, an indescribable terrifying warm current suddenly gushed out from the safflower sword, no, it couldn't be called a warm current anymore, but a hot wave!

In just a few seconds, he felt it. A large wave that made it difficult for him to breathe was pressing towards him.

Rumble!!

A colossal invisible force squeezed out of his chest.

With a poof, Lin Xin's mouthful of blood spurted out, and his heart was horrified.

This is the first time Inmanto has been let out by him to move freely, originally this guy has been around the camp, but after evolving, it seems that he can move slowly, but I didn't expect such a big mess to happen now.

He felt the blood vessels in his whole body pounding violently. Squeeze, almost at any moment it could explode.

"Come" He opened his mouth to transmit the sound out, but as soon as he opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The terrifyingly large hot current was still pouring into him.

He tried hard to guide this force towards the Guiyuan Vortex, but the Guiyuan crystal nucleus was quickly filled, and then the meridians around the body were also quickly filled.

At first, the warm current was barely eased, but it was unrelentingly squeezed into the blood vessels, but later, the force and speed gradually increased. Almost like a mad cow, he desperately rushed towards the meridians.

It was only a moment before his vision blurred

Lin Xin held on to the door frame, feeling that the skin around his body was about to be exploded. From the glass crystal in the window, he saw what he looked like at this time.

The red blood vessels on his face were bulging, dense like earthworms, bright red, and his eyes were blood-red, covered with fine bloodshots.

In a trance, he seemed to see a woman with black hair and a red dress standing behind him, her face was so white that she couldn't speak. He was smiling and looking at him from the window.

"Lingling"

His vision became more and more trance-like, and he saw the woman slowly walking towards him. Getting closer, getting closer

Laugh at!!

A stream of bloody arrows fired. Splashed on the glass, dyed red.

With a poof, Lin Xin fell to the ground on one knee, unable to support the serious imbalance and powerlessness any longer.

He held the ground with one hand, feeling the inside of his body being rapidly destroyed by the huge spiritual power. But the cultivation is like a crazy climb.

I don't know how long it took, but the pain of the explosion gradually faded.

Before he knew it, he slowly fell asleep.

In the blur, Lin Xin opened his eyes again, only to see that he was lying in a confined space.

"This is?" he was shocked to find that the place where he was lying appeared to be in a coffin.

In the delicate coffin, there was also a person lying on his back side by side. Turn your face sideways. He saw a familiar face.

Xiao Lingling's corpse was wearing a red dress, lying on her back in the coffin, her face was still as ruddy and shiny as before her death, as if she was just asleep.

After twenty years of sharing the same bed, countless memories suddenly flooded in.

"Lingling" Lin Xin seemed to have forgotten where he was for a while, and reached out to touch Xiao Lingling's face stupidly.

With his hand stretched out, but it was still in mid-air, he saw that Xiao Lingling's plump face was rapidly decaying, withering, and white, and the originally lustrous skin slowly lost its color and was covered with mildew spots.

The originally beautiful eyes also slowly sunken and gradually turned into two deep rotten eye holes. The flesh and blood on his face gradually decayed into rag-like corpse lines.

Suddenly, Xiao Lingling's eyes opened and she slowly turned her head towards Lin Xin.

An irrepressible joy mixed with fear surged into his heart, and Lin Xin wanted to reach out and touch it, but he could only hang in the air.

Blurred vision.

At the last moment, when he was about to lose sight completely, he finally struggled to reach for his hand, and the tip of his index finger seemed to touch something lightly.

In the haze, there seemed to be a sigh in the distance.

Call!

Suddenly gasping for breath, when Lin Xin opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on his back on the ground of the wooden house, surrounded by a little blood stains, and there was also a large blood stain on his chest.

He sat up straight, looking at his hand, and there was a faint patch of skin on his index finger, which seemed to show signs of necrosis, as if the corpse had been left for too long and was about to decompose.

"Isn't it a hallucination?"

"Maybe, maybe not," he muttered to his own question, as if asking himself.

"Boss! Boss! Something happened!" suddenly there was a sharp knock at the door. (To be continued.) )