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It was noon, and Wang Lin, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and stepped out, with a majestic atmosphere.

"General, but you want to go out?" said his follower knelt down on one knee.

Wang Lin waved his hand and continued to move forward without saying a word.

Passing through the city again, I saw the three lieutenants of Lu Liang.

"Meet the General!"

The three of them bowed together, but Wang Lin still ignored it and strode by.

"General, cherish. ”

Lu Liang lowered his head and said softly.

Hearing this "cherish", Wang Lin suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.

After a long time, he nodded and said something that did not match the preamble: "Sure enough, everything is changing, and the Qin people have also changed......"

After speaking, his face was full of gloom, and he went directly down the city tower, stepped on the white horse, carried a huge bow, and went straight to the west gate of the city.

Lu Liang on the city tower raised his head and looked at Wang Lin's back, his eyes were extremely complicated.

......

Wang Lin rode out of the city, and he had reached nearly ten miles away.

Looking ahead, it was the same place where he had ambushed the boy more than a month ago.

At this time, several figures stood there.

These people stand unevenly and staggeredly.

There were men and women, but they were all young.

At the forefront, there are three teenagers.

A heroic and extraordinary, with a grim face, looking at himself coldly.

A tiger head, looking at himself and gritting his teeth.

The other was polite, with his face expressionless, but his fists clenched.

There was also a young man, a little farther away from the crowd, handsome and extraordinary, holding a blue sword in his arms, hanging his head, not looking at himself, as if he didn't care about himself.

A little further back, there are two people, a man and a woman.

The tall man was not like the Central Plains, his skin was as dark as charcoal, he held a black giant sword in both hands, and his eyes were as cold and bloodthirsty as a tiger wolf.

Although the woman is delicate and bright, she is powdery at the moment.

At the back, in the center, stand two "acquaintances".

Seeing these two people who shouldn't have appeared, Wang Lin's heart settled down inexplicably.

It turned out that these two people really didn't die!

Wang Lin's face did not change, he had already mounted his horse in front of these young men, and as soon as the reins were raised, there was a neigh, and the horse's hooves flew up, and he stood up:

"Is it your general?"

"Yes, it's us. Several teenagers in front of him stepped out slightly, giving way to a purple-robed young man in the center.

"What are you doing here, General Joben?"

Lin Hu raised his eyes to look at Wang Lin, this was the first time he had seen him!

His arrows are much more familiar than his men.

The earth-shattering three arrows still make him remember as if it were yesterday.

Gold armor and silver bows, family generals, really extraordinary!

Lin Hu asked lightly, "If you don't know why we asked you to come here, will you come alone?"

"General Ben doesn't know what you're talking about?" Wang Lin's eyes were blazing, staring at Lin Hu who was speaking.

"Why bother?" Lin Hu shook his head slightly, "On that day, you gave me three arrows! Destroy one of my brother's hands! Today, I will return you three swords! I want you to live! That's it, it's simple and clear." ”

Wang Lin raised his head and laughed: "It's so simple and clear!"

After laughing, Wang Lin looked down at Lin Hu, and said with disdain: "It's up to you?!!......! Eight little ghosts?!Eight little ghosts of Yang Yuan?!The sword masters of the Shushan Sword Pavilion are all confused! Eight Yang Yuan, I want my Wang Lin's life! Laugh off the big teeth! Hahaha! Let you adults come out!"

"Presumptuous!"

Shao Yang glared angrily, and the Red Flame Sword in his hand pointed directly at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin didn't even pay attention to it, and even more disdainful.

Lin Hu didn't speak, but instead stretched out his hand towards Xiong Sifang behind him.

There were three sword boxes behind Xiong Sifang, and his face was solemn, and he only used his left hand to remove the sword box from his back, which looked a little difficult and clumsy.

But even Wang Lin didn't make a sound, and all the teenagers were quietly watching him and waiting for him.

Xiong Sifang has not recovered from his serious injuries, and his right-hand mechanism has not been continued, so naturally he shouldn't come!

However, he insisted on coming with him, and he personally helped Lin Hu carry the three sword boxes.

Xiong Sifang took down the three boxes and handed the first box to Lin Hu.

Lin Hu took it and held it in his hand, the box had not yet been opened, but he looked at Wang Lin and replied seriously to what he had just said:

"That's right. In fact, I should have been myself, or with the Quartet, but I am in a hurry this time, and I can't wait for a year and a half!"

"A year and a half, a joke!" Wang Lin looked down at Lin Hu, and wanted to continue to laugh shamefully, but looking at this young man who was talking wildly and had a serious face, he remembered the scene of that day, and the following sarcastic words were swallowed back alive and did not say it.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world that ordinary people can't imagine!

The father of this young man, forty years old, was only weak, and he led an army by himself, and his grandfather, who was famous at that time, was defeated!

At that time, he was only a few years old, and he saw his grandfather who was like the god of war in the past, but when he came home that day, he was embarrassed, straight as, straight like a lost dog!

After a pause, Lin Hu said to himself: "I think you also know what happened to you now?"

Wang Lin was silent for a while.

Lin Hu continued:

"The fact that you ambushed and killed me has been completely exposed! That Baili Taixu sold you to the Song Sword Master on the same day! Not only that, but he even wrote a letter to my family and the Shushan Sword Pavilion afterwards, explaining the facts. In addition, there is another Lu disciple who has witnessed your magical archery skills, as well as these arrow wounds on our bodies that are difficult to fake...... Xianyang didn't even bother to argue before admitting it, saying that everything was done by you alone! It is a family feud, not a national hatred! Your Wang family also admits this!"

Hearing this, Wang Lin's eyes widened, and the murderous aura was wanton, even the white horse under him was unbearable, and he fell to the ground directly with his hooves!

Wang Lin got up from his horse and clenched the longbow in his hand!

Lin Hu's junior disciples had a grim face, and they were about to step forward, but they were stopped by Lin Hu's beckoning.

I only heard Lin Hu nod and said, "After the words are said clearly, it is better to start again." ”

"Now you are just an abandoned pawn! Great Qin and your Wang family's abandoned pawn! I think you also know that since you received that letter from your Wang family, you are doomed to die! What is the difference?"

"You rode out of the city alone, you must have figured it out!"

This time, Wang Lin finally nodded slightly.

"Presumably what you hate most now is Baili Taixu?"

Wang Lin nodded again.

"He is my enemy! He instigated you, and now he will kill you with our sword! But unfortunately, although I don't want to, I can only let him do it!"

"Hundred, li, too, virtual!" Wang Lin's green muscles burst, word by word.

"That's what I thought. Lin Hu's tone was flat, as if he was talking like a common thing, "Let Xianyang Palace, or your Wang family, cut off your head and give it to me, is the latter more comfortable for you, the commander of the first army, than if we kill you personally! Perhaps, you can still kill a few of us and get a few backs?"

Wang Lin smiled hideously and nodded for the third time!

"Good!"

After the words were finished, the words were finished, Lin Hu waved his hands, and the sword box in his hand immediately scattered, and a broad-bladed golden long sword emerged from it!

Lin Hu clasped his hands behind his back and roared loudly:

"Come on, return your first sword!"