Listening to Wang Yuanyuan's words, the three of them were stunned.

I thought that among the six people, except for Zilong, he was upright and honest, but he didn't think that Wang Yuanyuan was also this kind of person.

The scene was silent for a while, the four of them had different expressions, and Lin Xin lowered his head and pondered for a long time.

With a horizontal heart, he raised his head and said seriously.

"I insist on admitting it! I don't want to stay in this place anymore, even if it's infamy! ”

"You!" Sima Xian and Wang Yuanyuan were so shocked that they were speechless for a while, staring at Lin Xin with wide eyes.

Unwillingly raised her right hand, Chen Ying'er raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and echoed.

"I ...... Also agree ......"

"Lin Xin!" Wang Yuanyuan shouted angrily and struggled to stand up.

But the confinement magic on the chair, where can she, a fifth-order warrior, break free.

"You've figured it out! To admit it is to betray! Do you want to betray the captain and abandon the captain like them! ”

Sima Xian frowned, his fists clenched hard! The green tendons on the arms are visible to the naked eye.

Unlike Wang Yuanyuan's anger, Sima Xian had worry hidden in his eyes.

Lin Xin's move is tantamount to betrayal, and outsiders dare not make irresponsible remarks on the surface.

But the voice in private will definitely penetrate people's hearts like a fast knife!

By that time, his fame! Reputation! All will be trampled on.

Lin Xin, who was good at observing words and feelings, could see Sima Xian's mind at a glance.

He laughed miserably and raised his head to the skylight and roared.

"Me! Lin Xin! Swear to the god of light! Admit that Zilong is the Lord of the Demon Austin Griffin~! Yes~! ”

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xin almost used all his strength, his eyes were red, and his neck was swollen and he roared.

"I ...... I, Chen Ying'er, swear to the God of Light ...... that I recognize Zilong as the Lord of the Demon Austin Griffin......"

In the end, Chen Ying'er lowered her head and bit her lips tightly,

With tears streaming down his face, he said the oath that he hated .......

Crunch~!

The door to the dimly lit confinement room opened, and a burly figure stood outside the door without saying a word.

On his upright face, it now seems...... But it seems so hypocritical.

"Chen Ying'er, Lin Xin! You are free again, and from this day forward you are still the genius and pride of the Templar Alliance! ”

After speaking, the white-haired old man waved his hand to release the confinement of the two.

Stunned on the chair for a few breaths, Lin Xin stood up with his fists clenched.

Those bright eyes, but they didn't dare to look at Wang Yuanyuan and Sima Xian.

"Traitor! You will be spit on for the rest of your life! Han Lao Zamao! You have the ability to kill us! Come on! ”

After scolding Lin Xin, Wang Yuanyuan's momentum was not weak, and Han Qian, who glared at the door, scolded angrily.

Listening to Wang Yuanyuan's angry scolding, Han Qian, the chief paladin outside the door, closed his eyes expressionlessly.

It seems that by doing so, the shame and sadness in the bottom of my heart will be much better.

The two lowered their heads and walked out of the confinement room, and when they left, Lin Xin looked complicated and looked back at Wang Yuanyuan and the others.

"Get out! Get out of here! Better don't let me out! Sooner or later, I'll clean up you traitor myself! ”

Wang Yuanyuan's face was full of anger, and Han Qian's appearance was so angry that her chest rose and fell, and her fists were even whiter!

Retracting his gaze, Lin Xin's eyes gradually became firm, and no one knew what he was planning in his heart.

Lin Xin and Chen Ying'er walked side by side, and the cold wind at night on the border was always so bleak.

Gaining the long-lost freedom, the two did not have a smile on their faces.

On the contrary, today's freedom, for the two of them, is more like another shackle, cold and heavy.

"Look at that, everybody used to get together there to chat, and then ...... Would it be, right? ”

Chen Ying'er turned her head to look at Lin Xin on the side, raised her hand and pointed to the city wall where a battalion was stationed and asked.

Looking in the direction pointed by Chen Ying'er, those memories of the past came to my heart.

"Who knows?"

Turning to look in the direction of the confinement room, Lin Xin exhaled a deep breath.

...... in five days! Assassin Temple!

Jingle jingle bells!

The sound of heavy chains clashing sounded, and the saint Cai'er hanging in the air slowly fell.

The chains that bound him slowly loosened and finally disappeared.

Retracting his spiritual power, the white-haired old man stood in the distance with a complicated expression and looked at Sheng Cai'er.

"Welcome back to the Holy Maiden!" Thump! The surrounding Assassins, dressed in different attire, knelt and shouted.

Raising his hand to comb his loose hair, he raised his right hand to beckon the Assassin guards to the side.

The latter stepped forward with a jade bamboo cane in both hands.

Taking the jade bamboo cane, Sheng Cai'er didn't say a word, and walked towards the exit of the trial ground.

"Have a good rest, the battle of the Exorcism Pass, the Demon God Emperor promised to withdraw from the army, there are only low-level demons left, and it is also a good place to practice."

The Lord of the Nine Temples turned his head sideways to look at Sheng Cai'er who passed by and said.

Hearing what the Lord of the Nine Temples said, Saint Cai'er did not stop.

The person in front of him is not his own grandfather.

"You don't have to worry about my business, it's best not to mention the exorcism in front of me!"

With an indifferent response, a purple mist rose, and Saint Cai'er's figure disappeared into the proving ground.

"Do you think...... Is Cai'er still Cai'er? The Nine Temples Lord turned to look at the direction in which Saint Cai'er had left and muttered to himself.

Walking forward, Shadow Suifeng sighed and sighed.

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same in the end, and it is fortunate that you can recover from the juvenile tour, and it is also the norm to change......"

"Humph!" couldn't help laughing, the Nine Temples Lord looked at the shadow and teased.

"Back then, the doll is a poet today, but you live to understand."

Nether Forest!

The purple dragon and the briquettes, like repeated thin ice, are struggling to survive, carefully surviving in the land of demons.

Drink the mountain spring when you are thirsty, and hunt the monster when you are hungry.

The white clothes were long gone, and they changed into black clothes, wandering around the demons like a ghost savage.

"Brother Qing! Before, the people under his hands explored the road, and there is a fifth-order demon clan ghost here, can a few of us do it? ”

A thinner man in yellow leather armor and holding a dagger,

Walking beside a stout middle-aged man, he muttered quietly.

A middle-aged man with a long sword on his shoulder and an iron shield with a bearded beard and a Chinese face walked at the front of the line.

Behind him, in addition to the thinner man, there were four other members.

Looking at the weapons in the hands of the four people, they could recognize the profession at a glance.

They are warriors, priests, magicians, and summoners.

"What are you afraid of! With Sister Ge here, isn't this fifth-order demon clan still handy? Right? Sister Gwen? Hey! ”

The middle-aged man turned around and ran to a woman in small steps, rubbing his hands and flatteringly.

The woman wears a blue robe with a half-grimace mask.

The tights worn under the robe showed off her bumpy figure, salivating.

"It's all long dim sum, it's not just our Senran Demon Hunting Group who are also here, but the Hanbi Demon Hunting Group is also here."

The woman held a staff in her hand, her red eyes looking around vigilantly.

Hearing that the Hanbi Demon Hunter Group had also come here, the other five had solemn expressions on their faces.

"It's fun now, those guys are notoriously black-handed, and none of the prey they are targeting misses."

A drop of sweat slid down the thin monkey's cheeks, and I don't know if it was scared or hot.

"Who!" The blue-robed woman shouted!

(End of chapter)