She is Shen Duan's adopted daughter, not her biological daughter. When she was a child, she would often ask her father, "Father, where is my mother? I haven't seen her yet." "Whether it is Shen Duan or the servants in the house, they avoid talking about this matter. As she grew up, she knew that there were things to ask and things she couldn't ask.

Although Shen Lin was curious, she never thought of looking for her biological father and mother. From childhood to adulthood, Shen Duan treated her as if she was her own daughter, and she also decided that Shen Duan in front of her was the person she would be filial to in the future.

The night was already deep, the cold wind was coming, Shen Lin tightened the clothes on his body, looked down at the injury on his arm, and had something in his heart, and wanted to say to Shen Quan: Father, daughter did her best...... If I were your own daughter, would you stand in front of me at this moment and shelter me from the wind and rain......

Shen Lin's cheeks slowly shed a tear, her throat was a little choked, and her heart felt like she was being pulled down by a big hand.

Some challengers appeared in the indignant crowd, and they indifferently drew their weapons from their waists, ready to compete with Shen Lin. Shen Lin didn't step forward, she was already out of strength at this moment, and the unwillingness in her heart had been supporting her barely upright body. The sword-wielding right hand was numb to the point of spasming, but she didn't notice it.

The sword came, and the pitch-black sword was mixed with a howling cold wind, pointing directly at Shen Lin's throat.

Who knew that Shen Lin didn't pay any attention to the sharp blade, but gently glanced at the inner courtyard. Sure enough, there was still no kind face of my father. She quietly felt the murderous aura contained in the sword, a killing intent that was getting closer and closer.

Three inches, two inches, one inch.

It's over. Shen Lin thought so in her heart, but unfortunately before she died, she couldn't see her father for the last time.

There was a pop, it was the sound of a sword piercing his throat, and Shen Lin didn't feel any pain, but instead felt a sense of relief in his heart.

But that killing intent did not disappear, but became stronger. It was a killing intent she had never felt before. Shen Lin smiled self-deprecatingly, anyway, she was already a dying person, what did this have to do with her. The relief of dying made her tense body relax, and she collapsed at this moment.

The cold, hard touch in her mind did not appear, but a warm feeling appeared, she was a little strange, hadn't she already arrived in heaven? She opened her eyes with curiosity, and actually saw Lin Feibai holding her in her arms.

Lin Feibai came, and as soon as it was dark, he came non-stop. The strong killing intent just now was from Lin Feibai's hand.

Lin Feibai looked at Shen Lin, who was about to faint, and caught a glimpse of the hand that was stained red with blood. His brow furrowed, and the teeth in his mouth sneered. He knew that he was late, if it had been earlier, Shen Lin would not have been so seriously injured.

He put down Shen Lin gently, slowly raised his head, and scanned everyone with a sharp gaze like an eagle falcon, he wanted to see everyone's face clearly.

Shen Lin is the first friend he met on the rivers and lakes, she is smart, resolute, and older than him, and the time with Shen Lin is like getting along with her sister, she can learn a lot of things, and she can take care of her. Since Lin Feibai was eleven years old, he no longer has any relatives or friends around him, and some just don't say a word to the master.

Living alone like this for seven years made him cherish every feeling around him even more. The more he cherished it, the more he didn't dare to get too close, for fear that if he was not careful, he would break the most precious thing to him.

But what these people are doing in front of him is like trampling and ravaging his most cherished treasures.

Anger, resentment, and hatred all came to his heart at this moment, and Lin Feibai's whole body was filled with this anger, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

Lin Feibai made a move and rushed towards the crowd quickly. The blade has not arrived, but the sword intent has arrived.

A strong intent to die spreads among the crowd, and the fear of death is contagious in the crowd. The three people closest to Lin Feibai, in an instant, blood gushed out in their throats. Before the people behind him could react, they were also beheaded by Lin Feibai.

Wherever Lin Feibai, who was full of anger, went, blood splashed everywhere. The crowd tremblingly picked up their weapons and held them in front of them, their steps unconsciously backing back.

It's no wonder that they behaved so cowardly, it's just that Lin Feibai was too fast, full of crazy sword intent, killing mercilessly like a devil. A sword swept away, like cutting rice, taking away one life after another, and the sword stabbed out, and the body of the sword was a fatal message from the messenger of hell.

In front of the Shen family's compound, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and those who had the intention of resisting had become dead souls under the sword, and those who did not dare to take risks scattered and fled, and the disaster exploded for a while.

Only two people watched all this silently, with an appreciation in their eyes and a hint of murder. The two people who are incompatible with this picture, one is a great monk, and the other is Tang Xiao.

The big monk whispered to Tang Xiao and asked, "Which is stronger or weaker between you and Lin Gongzi?"

Tang smiled: "I'm going to kill these people, presumably faster than him." ”

The great monk said: "Do you still have to compete today? What we want has been successful, and the play should be finished." ”

Tang smiled: "I'll tell you the truth, I had already met him in the restaurant earlier, but he ran away." When you say that, I do have itchy hands. ”

The great monk said: "The monk thinks that if you fight again today, your chances of winning are not high." ”

Tang smiled: "How do you say this?"

The great monk said: "Seeing such a scene reminded the monk of a scene twenty years ago, and when I thought of this, I felt even more uneasy in my heart. ”

Tang Xiao smiled lightly: "That person has disappeared for so long, but he can still make you old guys frightened." Let's fight another day. ”

When the great monk mentioned that person, the corners of his mouth were a little bitter, he shook his head, shook the thoughts of memories out of his mind, and pulled Tang Xiao away.

On the other side, Lin Feibai stopped killing, he sniffed like a beast, looked around, and found that there was no one alive. He looked at the sword in his hand with some dejection, the wooden sword had become tattered. It was this moment that reminded him of what his master had said: If the sword is drawn, it will never be taken back.

Thinking back to the scene of the murder just now, he calmed down and found that his body was a little uncontrollable at that time, just blindly eager to kill and bloody.

Lin Feibai was a little afraid, but there were more important things waiting for him at the moment, so he immediately put aside his thoughts and helped Shen Lin back to the house to rest.

Walking all the way to the house, Lin Feibai couldn't help but feel a little lonely, there were only the two of them in the huge front hall. After settling Shen Lin, Lin Feibai walked towards the backyard.

He always had a question in his heart, why did such a thing happen, except for Shen Lin, no one in the Shen family showed up, especially Shen Duan. Shen Lin's life was already in danger outside, but Shen Duan still hadn't appeared.

When he came to the backyard of the Shen family, he didn't notice anything abnormal, and just as Lin Feibai was about to open the door of each room, Yu Guang glanced at a shoe. He ran quickly and found more than a dozen corpses in the grass around him. He was startled and hurriedly went back to tell Shen Lin.

After listening to the news, Shen Lin closed his eyes expressionlessly, and his already pale face was now a little more vicissitudes, and said, "You can see a person with a long beard?" Speaking of this, his expression couldn't help but be a little more eager.

Lin Feibai replied: "I haven't seen it." Is this your father?"

After hearing this, Shen Lin felt a little relieved, and her eyes regained some brilliance, for her, this was the only thing to be thankful about. It seems that when Shen Lin was in danger, it was not that Shen did not miss the love of father and daughter, but was taken away by others.

Thinking of this, Shen Lin's face also regained a little brightness, and he asked Lin Feibai to bury the servant.

Seven days passed in a flash, and Shen Lin's body gradually returned to normal, except for the fact that his arm was still unable to exert force, the other conditions were no different from ordinary people. During this time, Lin Feibai stayed by Shen Lin's side every step of the way, for fear that there would be more villains who would hurt Shen Lin. However, during the time he and Shen Lin got along, there was always some distance. Lin Feibai felt that this was enough, for fear that the closer relationship would dislike Shen Lin and affect the friendship he cherished.

Lin Feibai is not Shen Lin, so naturally he will not guess the thoughts of his daughter's family.

The urgent thing at the moment is to find out Shen Quan's whereabouts, although the two of them believe that this matter was committed by the Nanshan faction, but there is no trace at present, let alone how to save people.

However, they thought of one person, and there was no one who knew the Nanshan faction better than him-Mrs. Li.