"But Master doesn't have to be presumptuous, the ruler is short and long, Master should be too obsessed with cultivation, so he doesn't have the extra mind to think about these trivial things."

I didn't expect Luo Jinghong to think about the connection port for himself.

Emotional intelligence is also quite high!

Just as Lin Yun was about to praise each other with Luo Jinghong, Luo Jinghong spoke again.

"Master, if I say that, will you feel more comfortable?"

What words this is?

What does it mean to feel more comfortable in your heart?

Can I use her to curry favor with hypocrisy?

It's really better not to play in this round!

"Okay, from now on, until you return to Guyue Peak, you don't have to say another word, otherwise I will send you wherever you come from!"

"Does Master want to send me back to Kyoto?"

Lin Yun glared at her.

Luo Jinghong stuck out his tongue and stretched out a finger with some embarrassment: "Then Master, can I say another word, just one sentence?" ”

"Say it."

Luo Jinghong said: "What if the people in the Tiandu Prison find out that something is wrong and come back?" ”

What to do?

Lin Yun looked at Luo Jinghong: "You mean they will come back?" ”

"I just said so much, but it was in vain, they will definitely come back if they find out that something is wrong!"

"What about coming back, don't you really think that your master and I are afraid of them?"

Lin Yun said disdainfully: "It's just right to come back, and it saves me from sending people to find out their whereabouts, just enough to catch one or two, and ask them where they hid the people from the Seven Sects and Four Families!" ”

That being said, Lin Yun's pace increased significantly.

"Master, go slowly!"

Lin Yun found that fear can really stimulate potential.

But the size of the potential thing depends entirely on its own foundation.

Usually 100 meters sprint 12 seconds, burst out and maybe 11 seconds 9.

Just like Lin Yun now, although he has been running hard, the upper limit is there, and he is not necessarily much faster than usual.

And on the silent mountain road, a person moves quickly, and others look condescendingly, which is very eye-catching.

Brush Brush Brush!

Three figures descended from the sky and landed in front of Lin Yun and Luo Jinghong.

They are An Qing, Mu Daoren, and a shirtless strong man with a double-headed hammer.

An Qing reversed Fang Cai's dejected look, and looked at Lin Yun as if he was teasing: "Seniors are in such a hurry, where are you going?" ”

Lin Yun was strong and calm, pouted and said, "Are you here to come back to beg for death?" ”

An Qing put away her smile and said solemnly: "Fang just thought about it on the way out, I finally came to the Liuyun Immortal Sect, how could I miss the opportunity to learn the high skills of the seniors of the Lin, so I turned back and wanted to ask the seniors for some advice." ”

Judging from the dialogue, as Luo Jinghong expected, An Qing was skeptical that Lin Yun did not stop his party.

But in terms of tone, she has no bottom in her heart.

"Just the three of you?"

Lin Yun didn't look at any of the three, because he was afraid that the other party would see the panic in his expression.

An Qing said with scruples: "The seniors may have misunderstood, what the juniors just said is to ask the seniors for advice, since it is a competition, it should naturally be fair to have one enemy and one enemy, and the seniors can choose one of the three of me as an opponent." ”

Good intentions!

Send one up first to test Lin Yun's depth.

If Lin Yun can really win without much effort, he has already stated in advance that he is asking for advice, and Lin Yun naturally has no excuse to make trouble like the remaining two.

If An Qing guessed that Lin Yun was really just bluffing, then the remaining two would definitely be able to take down Lin Yun if they made another move.

At that time, the person with the highest rank in the Liuyun Immortal Sect will be in the hands of the Tiandu Prison, and he is afraid that Yuan Tiangang will not obey?

This move is very necessary.

Even if you make a mistake, the price is very small, it is nothing more than a dead person on your own side!

Lin Yun fell into deep thought.

In this case, it shouldn't be distracted.

But Lin Yun really couldn't help but think about it.

The strength of any of these three people will not be too bad.

The Mudao man is the best sword leader for a while, and this one must not be chosen.

This An Qing, although young, can lead a master like Mudaoren at such an age, and he must have his merits.

Look at the rest of the shirtless strong man, his arms are thicker than Lei Mania, his muscles are knotted, his brass-colored skin exudes a metallic luster, and the double-headed hammer in his hand is less than a thousand catties, he should be an individual cultivator.

Lin Yun really wanted to ask if he could not fight.

But the same trick can often only be used once, and if you use it frequently, it is easy to make people suspicious.

While the three of them are still a little afraid of themselves, it is better to fight!

"Just him!"

Lin Yun pointed to the shirtless strong man.

The shirtless man was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Me? ”

"Yes, that's you!"

"For ...... Why? ”

The strong man's emotions suddenly became excited, but not because he was afraid, but because he was flattered.

I thought that I was just a character who swept the formation, but I didn't expect to be looked down upon by Lin Yun.

The physical cultivation that has always been looked down upon by others can actually fight against a character like Lin Yun in his lifetime, so what's the matter if he loses, even if he dies, his life will not be in vain!

Facts have proved that the strong body of a person refining his body is exchanged for his brain.

But this is also the reason why Lin Yun chose him.

Throughout all film and television dramas, all such tall and mighty savages are often cannon fodder characters.

An Qing asked, "Do the seniors really want to choose Iron Slave?" ”

Tienuer.

This name, the cannon fodder is gone!

"What? Can't I choose him? ”

An Qing shook her head: "Naturally, it is possible, the predecessors are really as wise as a torch, and they can see at a glance that Tie Nu'er is not an ordinary body cultivator." ”

What do you mean?

On Lin Yun's head, there seemed to be a question mark.

Luo Jinghong stood on tiptoe, leaned into Lin Yun's ear, and whispered, "Master, this big man is not a physical cultivator!"

Lin Yun was even more puzzled.

Although you can't judge people by their appearance, you don't necessarily have to be tall to refine your body.

But if it's not physical cultivation, who is idle and has nothing to do to carry a sledgehammer of thousands of pounds to run all over the mountain?

It's not that ordinary monks don't have the ability to carry a thousand catties on their shoulders, but it's completely unnecessary, orthodox monks rely on exercises, and swords talk about Tibetan Feng.

Physical cultivation is often unable to achieve anything in the exercises due to various reasons, and it is impossible to improve the realm according to the practice path of the orthodox monks, so they will develop the physical strength to the extreme to make up for the shortcomings in the exercises.

Luo Jinghong pointed at Tie Nu'er: "Did Master see the iron ring on his wrist?" That is called the Soul Lock Ring, which is used to suppress the spiritual power in the body and prevent the spiritual energy from running. ”

Suppress the aura in the body?

For no reason, why should you suppress your spiritual power?

"Look at this big man's stupid appearance, I think someone used this lock spirit ring for him in order to prevent him from being unable to control himself and causing trouble, now although his spiritual power is controlled, his physical body is already at the peak of body refining, if he takes off the lock spirit ring, his strength will at least double."

Luo Jinghong looked at An Qing, as if to verify his speculation.