"Purple Hitomi is proficient in illusion. The latest and fastest updateIf she wanted to do it, you'd be dead a long time ago. ”

Lin Feng's expression was extremely calm, and he said in a slow voice: "Purple pupil, let's go to Yan Kingdom."

As he spoke, Zitong returned to Lin Feng's side, supported Lin Feng with Dugu Qiu, and took Lin Feng away from the Mo family.

Duanmu Qinghui and the others were suddenly a little confused, and Mo Zhai also frowned slightly, shocked by the amazing strength shown by the purple pupil.

Subsequently, all the people hurriedly followed the pace of Lin Feng and the others and attacked towards Yan Kingdom.

Let's talk about Yan Guo.

After the battle in the Netherworld Tomb, Lin Feng rescued Emperor Yan, and after that, Emperor Yan was grateful to the Lin family.

But soon after, a supreme monk, Emperor Xuanyuan, came to the Yan Kingdom. Emperor Yan wanted to keep Emperor Xuanyuan by his side, but Emperor Xuanyuan was unwilling, but considering that this was Lin Feng's hometown, he nodded and agreed to stay in Yan Kingdom.

What happened after that, as Mo Zhai said.

If you want to add to the crime, Lin Zhen was caught in prison by Emperor Xuanyuan, and he was deeply imprisoned and beheaded after the autumn.

Soon, Lin Feng came to the Yan Kingdom with the help of Dugu and Zitong.

In the huge Yan Kingdom, the market has become more prosperous than before.

It can be said that Emperor Yan can be regarded as a generation of Ming monarchs, who did his best for the Yan Kingdom and put his life and death behind. But that's it...... Stupid.

Under the leadership of Emperor Yan, the geographical area of the Yan Kingdom expanded several times, and the number of people doubled from the original four million to the eight million today. Emperor Yan's strategy of governing the country is unquestionable, but his lack of employment has led to the existence of many corrupt officials in the country.

Lin Feng didn't understand, Emperor Xuanyuan could be described as a generation of heroes, and his strength could be among the pinnacles in the entire Eastern Wilderness Ancient Land, what was the purpose of such a powerful monk staying in Yan Kingdom? In other words, how could a monk as powerful as Emperor Xuanyuan be willing to stay under Emperor Yan and saddle his horse before and after.

"I haven't been back for a long time, take me back to the Lin Mansion first," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

At an extremely fast speed, the three figures turned into light and shadows and flew across the sky. The people standing on the ground noticed the light flashing in the sky, but they didn't see what the light was, and the light had already disappeared.

Lin House.

Dugu sought defeat and carried Lin Feng on his back, and the purple pupil followed, and the three of them came to the front of the Lin Mansion.

"Lin Fu ......"

Lin Feng took a long meaningful breath, and then slowly spit it out, he looked at the Lin Mansion in front of him with a dull expression, and couldn't help but shed tears.

The locust tree planted when I was a child has grown up, and some locust flowers are dyed on the branches, which is very beautiful. Lin Feng left home at the age of sixteen, and before the age of sixteen, he would climb the locust tree from time to time, pick some locust flowers, and then eat them raw, some of which were sweet and wrapped in his mouth. Today, he is seventeen years old, and after a year of training, Lin Feng doesn't know how much he has grown. The countless fights made Lin Feng a little numb. For the death of people, for the flow of blood, Lin Feng seems to have become a little commonplace.

The two stone lions in front of the door, said to be the watchman lions, marble material, inlaid with two golden jade beads in the eyes, very luxurious, after a year, this stone lion still looks so majestic. In the eyes of the two stone lions, a brilliant golden light flashed, lifelike, as if they were about to come back to life. Lin Feng remembered that when he was a child, when his body was weak and unable to cultivate, he would often climb the stone lion, and then pee on the stone lion naughtily. When Lin Feng was young, he often fantasized that he could become a swordsman and fight the sword world, and the stone lion under his ass was regarded as a horse by Lin Feng, and he said happily: "Drive, drive, drive." "He wore a wooden sword carved from blue-red wood by an old slave at his waist, and a slender ribbon was tied in his bun, which was very handsome.

It was a joyful time. Compared with now, worrying every day, fighting every day, and having blood on his hands, Lin Feng knew that he was so happy at that time. Even if he couldn't cultivate, even though he was bullied by other teenagers every day, compared to his own blood now, Lin Feng still liked the time at that time.

When I left home and went back, I looked back again, the lights became the past, leaning on the railing alone, everything became empty, and I had to get the way, and things were people and not everything. It's a person like Lin Feng

In the evening, in the Lin Mansion, an old slave came out of the mansion early, holding a large broom that was extremely asymmetrical with his body, and began to clean the courtyard.

"Steward Lin." Lin Feng shouted.

Lin Feng patted Dugu's shoulder and hurriedly said, "Defeat, quickly, put me down." Dugu put Lin Feng down, and broke off a branch about the thickness of an arm from the big locust tree in front of Lin Mansion, Dugu Qiu Defeat removed the dry skin and burrs on the branch with his hand, and handed it to Lin Feng.

After a few months, Steward Lin was full of white hair and wrinkles on his face, and when he heard someone shouting for himself, he stopped the broom in his hand sluggishly, slowly raised his head to look at the speaker, and greeted: "You are ......"

Lin Feng didn't answer.

Steward Lin stared at the man holding a branch outside the door, and for a long time, the tears in Steward Lin's eyes flowed out like spring water, wetting his eyes. Tears poured into the corners of Steward Lin's eyes, flowing uncontrollably, Lin Feng was silent, and looked at Steward Lin silently.

"Young Master"

Steward Lin couldn't help but let go of the broom in his hand, burst into tears, and shouted excitedly.

At this time, Steward Lin struggled to move his steps and walked towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng and Steward Lin stood facing each other, they couldn't help crying, wiping their faces with tears, Lin Feng looked at Steward Lin with wrinkled face and pale hair, moved his chapped lips, and asked, "Steward Lin, why is your hair so white?" ”

"Young Master, after the old man and Young Master Lin Fang, as well as the elders, were arrested, the entire Lin Mansion declined. Now, the old slave is left alone in this Lin Mansion. ”

Steward Lin wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and continued in a crying voice: "Young Master, how did you get like this? ”

"I'm fine."

Lin Feng held back his tears, forced a smile, looked at Steward Lin, and asked, "My father, are they all okay?" ”

"Hey, sir, after they were arrested, they said that they were death row prisoners, and they didn't let outsiders visit them at all."

Thinking of the master, Steward Lin couldn't stop crying a few times, and said helplessly.

"It's fine. Now that I'm back, everything will be fine. ”

Lin Feng patted Steward Lin on the shoulder, his eyes were like torches, and his eyes were very firm.

"Yes, yes." Steward Lin nodded fiercely, he knew that no matter what happened, the young master would always be able to save the day.

"Lin Mansion, I'm back."

"Yanjing, I'm Lin Feng, I'm back."

No one knows what kind of heavy mood Lin Feng will have when he returns to Lin Mansion and Yanjing again.

At that time, Lin Feng was only sixteen, just in the prime of life, he was really high-spirited, and he was bound to make some achievements, glorify his ancestors, and return to his hometown.

Returning today, Lin Feng is seventeen years old, his face is dry like a decayed person, his body is weak like a child, his pride and ambition back then have been nothing, his temples are full of white hair, and there is a lot of blood in his arms.

But even so, Lin Feng believed that he could still create miracles.

Because his name is Lin Feng