"Sister, don't you want to go?" Chu Nan asked suspiciously, wiping a handful of saliva as he spoke.

No one spoke, and he didn't want to take this stubble anymore, could this product still have an image? Fang Lin felt a little strange, this product had really never seen the world, and he didn't have any concentration at all.

Everyone was speechless and stopped talking, and Chu Ke'er didn't want to pay attention to this thing, lest Brother Lin misunderstand, she would not be like her eldest brother.

"Okay, let's rest for the night first, and then go tomorrow, after all, I've been on the road for so long and refreshed. Fang Lin made a decision.

Although it is said that the multiplication of the teleportation array does not need to consume spiritual power, there is a kind of sequelae of vertigo, which is also the disadvantage of using the teleportation array, and the feeling of traveling through space will not be very comfortable.

When Chu Ke'er Bai Xue heard this, they each went back to their rooms, leaving Chu Nan alone and still wondering in place.

In the room, Fang Lin sat on the bed, holding the restless Aoki sword, these days, the Aoki sword was constantly ringing, and the Qing Yue was excited, which seemed to reveal a kind of excitement.

The Aoki sword is a low-grade artifact, because the material is shocking, so the toughness is rarely compared with weapons, it has accompanied Fang Lin for many years, and Fang Lin regards it as an old friend.

Fang Lin understood that it was because he was about to break through the sword realm, once he broke through, the human sword would be one, and the attack power would increase a lot. When the sword merges with people and is tempered, there may be earth-shattering changes.

There are hundreds of medium-grade Xuanjing in the room, this is his last Xuanjing, absorbing the aura in the medium-grade Xuanjing, it is still helpful for Fang Lin.

As for the quality of the spiritual power of the lower grade Xuanjing, it was far inferior to Fang Lin's own spiritual power, so he naturally would not use the lower grade Xuanjing to cultivate, it would be time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the effect would not be great.

If you let others know about this situation, there will definitely be an uproar, for ordinary martial artists, it is already a very happy thing to have enough low-grade Xuanjing cultivation, but this lord still dislikes it, and I really don't know what to say.

The pieces of medium-grade Xuanjing were shattered, and the spiritual energy inside was absorbed into Fang Lin's body, and Fang Lin continued to temper every wisp of spiritual power in his body, striving to be perfect and reach the limit of this realm.

At night, the wind capital is lively, who knows that there is a lot of darkness and sin behind the brilliant lights, the first light appears, and the morning light washes people's bodies and minds.

As the night passed, the storm of the nameless boy scaring away Han Gongzi at a glance intensified, and it spread in Fengjing City. Han Gongzi has a great reputation in Fengjing, and this matter about him is also particularly eye-catching.

Many people can't believe it, it's a joke, Han Gongzi is a young master with a hand, the leader of the younger generation, who will be scared away by a teenager at a glance, this kind of news they don't think is true, and scoff at it.

However, as time passed, no one from Han Gongzi came out to clarify, and everyone gradually tried to believe the news itself, to know that Han Gongzi had the best reputation, if someone slandered him, how could he not stand up?

In the splendid palace, a young man in a splendid robe heard the news reported by his subordinates, and let go of the beautiful maid in his arms, his face was cold, and a gloomy look appeared on his face.

The guard was uneasy, but he knew the ruthless methods of the master in front of him, and when he saw this, he didn't dare to come out.

"Let's go down. The cold voice came, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he hurriedly retreated, not daring to glance inside.

The young man in the Chinese robe said to himself, "Someone dares to step on me and take the position, I really don't want to live." The maid couldn't help but shudder when she heard this, and she didn't dare to complain when the spring light on her chest was revealed, and let it be played, she knew that the fate of disobeying this man would be an absolute nightmare for her.

Fang Lin and the others, who were at the center of the discussion, were no longer in Fengjing, and left early in the morning by teleportation array, and the next stop was Zhanjing, the capital of the kings of the hundred battles.

In the capital of Zhanjing, there is a tide of people, and there are also warriors coming and going, and there is a prosperous atmosphere.

Bai Xue returned to this land, looking extremely excited, and the smile on his face was obvious, after wandering so far, he finally returned.

Bai Xue took Fang Lin and the three of them through the guards outside the palace unimpeded and entered the palace. Although Bai Xue has been gone for a short time, the guards will not forget the princess of the kingdom.

Fang Lin in the royal city did not hear the rumors that the king was critically ill, and in the face of the upcoming Hundred Nations Competition, the ordinary people did not panic, it seems that this king has a lot of means.

"Father, my daughter is back. As soon as he entered the door of the dormitory, Bai Xue couldn't help but say.

Then Fang Lin and the others saw a middle-aged man sitting on the bed, his face was slightly pale, and there was a lingering majesty between his eyebrows, obviously in a high position all year round. He was discussing something with a young man, and there was an unconcealed worry on his face.

When the middle-aged man heard the sound of the snow, the majesty dissipated, replaced by joy and love.

"Xue'er, where did you go, my father searched all over the country and there was no trace of you. ”

"Sister Wang, you are finally back, do you know how worried your father is about you. The young man also said, although it was a reproachful word, but it also revealed a deep concern.

"Father, brother, I have brought good news, you don't have to worry about the Great Hundred Kingdoms. Bai Xue was very happy, the smile on her face was as pure as a lily, "I'll introduce three people, they can compete for my hundred warnations." ”

"Brother Lin Tianzheng, Brother Lin, he saved his daughter's life. ”

"Brother Chu Nan, sister Chu Ke'er, they are also friends of Brother Lin, and their strength is also very strong. ”

Bai Zhan felt that Fang Lin's aura was unfathomable, even in his heyday, he was not sure that he would win, and the other two young people were not weak. He was amazed, and he didn't know where his daughter had found help.

"Sister Wang, can they do it, this matter can't be hasty. Bai Lang was a little suspicious, my sister shouldn't just find a few martial artists to fill up.

"Hmph, why can't I do it, I've heard of the wind in the Wind Country, and I was scared to pee at a glance. Chu Nan couldn't hold back when he heard the questioning, and ran with an elephant in his mouth, with a smug face.

Chu Ke'er burst out laughing, big brother, you haven't even seen a strong face, why are you embarrassed to say such a thing?

Sure enough, the suspicion on Bai Lang's face became even stronger, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Chu Nan was unreliable, and he was just about to speak up, but was interrupted by Bai Zhan waving his hand.

"Lin Xian's nephew, thank you for saving your life to the little girl, the three virtuous nephews, go down to rest first, let the little girl get together, and then come to visit the three, okay?" Bai Zhan said slowly, without putting on the prestige of a country lord, he knew that this would make the martial artist disgusted, and the three juniors were also his daughter's friends.

A powerful enough martial artist does not respect the imperial power of the world at all, and the power of the sect is far beyond the imagination of the small kingdom.

"The lord of the kingdom is polite, as it should be. Fang Lin replied, surrendered his hand, and left the king's bedroom with Chu Ke'er and Chu Nan with the palace guards.

Fang Lin understood that it was impossible for others to hand over the quota to strangers at will, this was a major matter related to the life and death of the country, so he had to consider it carefully. However, Fang Lin firmly believed that with their strength, they would definitely be able to get the quota, no matter what, there would be no accidents.

"Brother Lin, what should we do next?" Lin Ke'er asked, staring at Fang Lin with beautiful eyes, waiting for his decision.

"You don't need to do anything, just wait. Fang Lin said, "The time of Dabi is approaching, and it is difficult to make a big breakthrough in strength in a short period of time, so it is better to relax." ”

Martial arts cultivation should be relaxed, and excessive cultivation is not always beneficial. Blindly collapsing and not relaxing, no matter how good the steel is, it will collapse, this is the reason.

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