"Young man, your body is peculiar. ”

"People from the military?" said the old woman with a smile, "It's a bit bad!"

"Old man, who are you?" Qin Lin looked at him inexplicably, he didn't know how someone could fall from the sky, whether this was an illusion or a reality, "What can the junior help you?"

As soon as this old woman opened her mouth, she revealed his origin, which was by no means ordinary. He doesn't admit it or deny it, I didn't say anything anyway.

"I'd like to ask you to help me, I don't know if you're willing!!" The old woman's face was a little pale, as if she had a serious illness, "Would you like to?"

Although Qin Lin knew that the scene in front of him was not necessarily real, the scene just now did stir up the blood boiling in his heart, and it was a feeling that he had not felt for a long time.

"The juniors will definitely do their best!"

"Okay!good!good!" I don't know what's good, the old woman turned around, and Qin Lin walked up quickly to support her, "No one has been here for many years. ”

For many years, Qin Lin was even more confused, didn't there be so many people who looked at the illusion again? How could there be no one?

"Your appearance is an opportunity, and from you, I see the future !!"

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"Remember, you are a top-secret level martial art, if your strength is not before you enter the realm of a saint, don't reveal it easily········"

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Qin Lin remembered what happened when he was in the Ceylon Mountains.

What the old woman said at the time was that this was a top-secret level martial art, not relying on spiritual power as support, but relying on faith.

In other words, the stronger his belief, the stronger the power of his martial arts.

"Yes, I still have that arrow!!"

Faith in the heart, spiritual power in the hand. The rusty iron bow was held in his hand, and a glimmer of light spilled out of him, absorbed by the iron bow.

At this moment, he was not thinking about killing the demon beast in front of him, but about the bleak ending of the general and the grief of those sergeants. What kind of faith should be in order for them to uphold the faith in their hearts and fight without fear of death in an embattled situation and under unfair treatment.

He vaguely remembered that the general's name was Xuanyuan Potian, and what he often talked about was the sentence "Who has not died in life since ancient times", where will there be an eternal lifespan in this life.

People who are as strong as the dean may be in danger, let alone ordinary people?

How to do it without regrets before dying, how to do it········· Death is like home·········

Only the faith in the heart, only the person who does not turn his back on himself and does not give up on himself, until the moment he dies, he will die without regrets!

A strange light enveloped Qin Lin, the demon beast seemed to be a little curious, paused, and waited until he sensed the danger, it was too late to solve Qin Lin.

The arrow is out, the snake and scorpion move!

Arrows fly, beautiful souls!

This was the first time he had used this arrow in the true sense, and this arrow had transcended the rules, broken through the shackles, and exploded directly on the demon beast's body.

How could the demon beast say how it felt now? If it could confide in its heart, it would surely regret that it should not have lost its name in a moment of curiosity.

The destructive power of this arrow was terrifying, and the demon beast dissipated in smoke with a scream.

The roar of the demon beast before dying spread far away, and several big demons in the distance received the hidden information in it, and several people looked at each other with a smile.

If that message were true, it would be terrifying.

They can't help but think of the legend of ancient times, it was an era of a hundred flowers, and in that era, there was an arrow that laughed proudly at the sky and despised the common people.

That arrow will determine the people's lives.

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The consumption of this arrow on Qin Lin was not as great as imagined, but he seemed a little sluggish mentally.

What the old woman said is indeed true, this martial art does not consume spiritual power, only depends on faith, only consumes mind.

But even so, Qin Lin was crumbling. The damage caused to him by the demon beast before was too great, and now he has run out of oil.

He didn't have time to recall the Ice Dao Sword in its place, so he picked up Yi Yifu and began to flee. The most powerful demon beast is dead, but the remaining two demon beasts are not something he can compete with.

The two forces of ice and thunder can only delay, not repel.

"This thing looks skinny, why is it so heavy...~~~"

With a person on your back, the speed is much slower than before, but as long as you don't give up, you can always go back.

cough cough cough · Qin Lin hadn't walked far before he coughed up blood, and the Ice Dao Sword in the distance trembled and flew back, like a wronged child, twisted the sword body, and disappeared beside Qin Lin.

He and the Ice Dao Sword were in a state of mind figuring out, it could be said that the two were one, and the Ice Dao Sword suffered a heavy blow, which also affected Qin Lin.

He was a little desperate. Now it is impossible to perform an archery technique, there is no spiritual power consumption, but it is a great load on the spirit, and one arrow is already his limit.

The two demon beasts came quickly, and they had not yet grown to the point where they could clearly receive the message from the dead demon beast, otherwise they might have retreated directly.

But it was precisely like this that almost forced Qin Lin to death.

The Thunder Demon Beast pounced again, much weaker than before, and could only resist for a moment. One by one, the thunder demon beasts appeared one after another, and a thunder holy sword was conjured in the air, whirling with the two demon beasts that were pursuing.

The power of the thunder was extremely violent, and if it was the same as the Ice Dao Sword that had been refined to become a sword in the Divine Sword Flash, he would be able to maneuver.

"This foot is so heavy~~~"

He had walked far, far away, and it felt like a hundred years had passed, and the light of the fire ahead was clearly visible, but he couldn't walk anymore.

He was too badly injured.

I'm going to die!

There are many things in front of his eyes, just like the old man said, before he dies, his life will float in front of him.

He saw himself hiding in the corner alone when he was in the Su family, and saw his inner thoughts at that time, regret, regret, but as long as she wants to do it, I am willing to support it.

He saw the general's back, heard the roar of his life, and felt the unyielding will of the sergeants who would rather die. Regrets? Sorry, sorry for not fulfilling the agreement with my mother-in-law to uncover the historical truth.

He also saw Tianruo, saw Feng Lingxue, saw them hugging each other tightly, perhaps, until the moment before they died, they were all happy.

He also saw the night in the City of the God King, that night was stormy, that night, father and son broke up. Regret? Regret, maybe the two of them could sit down and talk slowly, and many things would be solved easily, and there would be no trouble.

As the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet, and the wind does not stop, and the son wants to support his relatives. In fact, I really regret it in my heart, and I had a stalemate with my father at the beginning. As I grew older, my knowledge grew, my thinking gradually matured, and I gradually understood that my father also had his difficulties.

Finally, he saw his mother.

It was a simple face, neither the peerless Snow Lotus, nor Su Xinyan's Chu Chu moving, even the little jasper of Feng Lingxue was better looking than this face.

But Qin Lin cried! The tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't stop staying, it was this face, how many times have he missed it for more than 2,000 days and nights in the past eight years? Every time he saw this face, he always felt a pain in his heart, as if an invisible hand had twisted his heart into a twist.

Mother, you ········ Are you okay?

Tears wet his cheeks and blurred his vision, and he fell asleep groggily, he was so tired that he wanted to rest.