Chapter Fifty-Eight: Killing the Son of the Left Division of Jingzhao Mansion

"Yes, yes, I just look down on you!"

"Wow, you two are going to beat me!"

"Ahhh Old horseman, you step on me? I'll kill you. ”

I saw two Lin Xuanji standing on the field, and one Lin Xuanji didn't speak.

The other "Lin Xuanji" is to jump left and right there.

Fanning the flames.

Seeing that the scene was hot, the twelve Shangshu were about to fight.

Lin Xuanji glanced at the 'Lin Xuanji' at this time: "Qi Shangshu, you have lost your grace!" ”

In an instant, 'Lin Xuanji' returned to Qi Shangshu's appearance, and his face was full of doubts: "What are you talking about?" Old man? ”

Lin Xuanji shook his head, ignoring Qi Shangshu, but looked at Lin Ke in that noisy environment, and his voice was extremely indifferent: "Lin Ke." ”

Lin Ke held a bamboo cane, neither humble nor arrogant: "Lord Lin." ”

Lin Xuanji's expression did not change, and after Lin Ke responded, he said: "You are a lowly like your mother, I don't want you to have such a poetic talent." ”

Lin Ke didn't answer, and looked at Lin Xuanji lightly.

Lin Xuanji saw that Lin Ke's eyes were like this, so he stopped talking, maintaining an indifferent expression.

So, the two of them didn't say a word.

And the other great Shangshu didn't know when they had stopped making noise, and they all stood in front of Lin Ke.

"Lin Ke, the main reason for us to come this time is to talk to you about the use of bamboo canes, and by the way, take a look at you." As he spoke, Qi Shangshu looked down at the table again.

Lin Ke also looked over.

Under the platform, when Lin Ke came up with the poem "The Saint Presents", everyone was already in a state of downtime.

"Qi Shangshu, please save Chen Pingping." Lin Ke spoke.

Qi Shangshu focused on Chen Pingping, and said without replying: "Who is the one in the Baijia Department, save it." ”

"Rejuvenation is better than Hades." Immediately, Shangshu stepped forward to recite the verse, and then a large area of green light converged towards Chen Pingping's body.

"Huh?" However, seeing this huge amount of green light, everyone reacted differently.

"So badly injured?" Qi Shangshu was stunned: "Chen An, who is your father?" ”

Chen Pingping had already fainted at this time, and Chen An also collapsed and sat on the ground, and replied: "My father is the storyteller Chen Pingping." ”

"What about your mother?" Qi Shangshu looked at the huge amount of light, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Your father is not dead from such a serious injury?" It looks like an old adult wound...... I've known him for more than ten years, right? ”

"I don't know ......" A trace of doubt flashed in Chen An's eyes.

And just when everyone's attention was on Chen Pingping, Lin Ke spoke again: "By the way, Jingzhao Yin Zuosi, you or your son, come and receive a cane from me." ”

Lin Keyang raised the dark bamboo cane in his hand.

The crowd looked at it again.

"Why?" Lord Jingzhao Yin Zuo Si Qiu frowned.

"Because your son loses to me, either he will receive a rod from me, or you will receive a rod from me." Lin Ke looked right.

Lord Qiu immediately looked at Lin Xuanji.

Lin Xuanji nodded imperceptibly.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ke couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Could it be that Lin Xuanji and Lord Qiu have a superior-subordinate relationship?

And Master Qiu got Lin Xuanji's approval, and immediately replied to Lin Ke: "My son has the posture of a gentleman, and he deserves your cane." ”

The son of Jingzhao Yin Zuosi, the young man's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he could only step forward.

It's just that when passing by his father, a jade pendant was blatantly thrown into the hands of a young man.

Everyone took it for granted, Qi Shangshu raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, and then Lin Xuanji and the other Shangshu suddenly burst out in unison.

The same is true for Qi Shangshu's side.

6v6。

Six Shangshu on each side erupted in momentum, and they actually played a delicate balance.

And in this balance, the son of Jingzhao Yin Zuosi walked towards Lin Ke step by step, and his expression gradually returned to his original arrogance.

"You can't kill me." Walking in front of Lin Ke, the son of Jingzhao Yin Zuosi smiled: "Guess why? ”

Lin Ke didn't bother to speak, and raised his arm slightly.

The son of Jingzhao Yin Zuoji showed a sarcastic smile on his face and stretched his neck over: "Come, you kill me." ”

Lin Ke grinned: "Okay." ”

As soon as the words fell, the bamboo cane poked forward fiercely, the wind whistled, and countless visions burst out.

Seeing this strange situation, the expressions of all the gentlemen changed.

"This bamboo cane?!"

"It's such a treasure that it can even reach the edge of the treasure."

"Absorb visions? What kind of treasure is this, it can be regarded as the first in the world, right? ”

"And being able to absorb visions for your own use is a rare treasure! The old man was even willing to exchange it for the Arcana. ”

"Well, I just don't know if the word Your Majesty has been absorbed."

The Shangshu who were still in opposition just now had a good time at this time, and they were discussing one after another, as if they were enjoying some beautiful scenery.

However, on the other side, Lord Zuo Siqiu of Jingzhao Mansion was about to crack: "Vertical son dares?!" ”

His breath was agitated, and then he was stopped by Li Chungang: "Haha, he is a concubine, he just dares!" ”

At the beginning, the unknown powerhouse of the Criminal Department stood motionless behind the Shangshu of the Criminal Department at this time.

So, in this kind of picture of movement and stillness, movement and stillness, non-movement and non-stillness, Lin Ke's bamboo cane was plunged straight into the young man's neck.

The stout, swarthy, hard, 18-centimeter-over, stiff bamboo cane penetrated the young man's neck roughly.

Suddenly, blood poured out.

And the jade pendant in the young man's hand had also been shattered, scattered on the ground, and had no lustre.

"How many times a second? Seven or eight times, right? ”

"Hahaha! This kid has been chopping firewood at Old Man Lin for more than ten years, and he has a small heart and jade pendant, and it will break when he touches it! Ha ha! Ha! ”

"It is worthy of being the son of Lin Shangshu, seven or eight times a second, his son is Mo Ruo's father!"

"Yo, that's right."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Zhong Shangshu chatted again, and he didn't care about the death of the son of Zuo Si of Jingzhao Mansion.

And Lin Ke also took back the bamboo cane and said softly: "Who said that you can't stab someone without a gun?" ”

When the bamboo cane first came into being, it was originally just a phantom.

However, with the blessing of the Holy Emperor's "quasi" word, it has directly become a physical object, and it has also become a so-called "treasure".

This gem has an effect.

Absorb the vision for your own use!

Absorb the vision of the flame into a flame, and absorb the vision of the flow of water out of the flow of water.

And what about his bamboo cane?

Brother Xun'er's anger of public opinion, coupled with the vision of the poet's vision, plus the word "quasi......

In fact, the most important thing is that the word "quasi", which can be directly compared to the vision of "Saint Appearance", which makes Lin Ke admire the cultivation of the Holy Emperor very much.

The repression of heaven and earth should not be fake.

And with so many bonuses, Lin Ke only used a trace of it, plus the muscle memory brought by his own chopping wood, as well as the exercise brought by grinding tofu, wearing a panlong bracelet to paint, serving tea and pouring water, and dancing during this period of time......

Three seconds, ninety-eight times!

"Bang!!"

The young man's body fell, blood flowed from his body, and there was a gurgling "Wen Qi".

"You've all heard that! He was the one who told me to kill him! ”