Chapter Eighty-Eight: Gambling Fight

Han Lin was silent, looking at Du Xiaomei's distant figure, and suddenly there was a throbbing in his heart, this feeling he had never had before. It's as if, after this turn, between him and Du Xiaomei, they are about to go to the same strange road.

Du Xiaomei was born in Lingyue Sect and grew up in Lingyue Sect, it can be said that Lingyue Sect is her home and the place she loves the most. Wherever she goes in the future, she will remember.

It's like Du Xiaomei is a paper kite, and the three words Lingyue Sect are the thread that holds her, no matter how high she flies or how far she flies, she can't leave that thread.

It was also the identity of the disciple of the Lingyue Sect that made Du Xiaomei not make a move against Han Lin, because Han Lin was always a disciple of the Lingyue Sect, and she would never make a move against the people of the Lingyue Sect.

And Han Lin is two kinds of people who are completely different from Du Xiaomei, he knows how to repay his kindness, so he will enter this secret realm to help Du Xiaomei survive the death catastrophe and repay her love. But Han Lin would not be foolish and loyal to the Lingyue Sect, he had his own thoughts and considerations. When Qing Song threatens his life, Du Xiaomei may kill herself for the sake of Lingyue Sect, while Han Lin will fight back.

That's the biggest difference between the two!

Han Lin's life, only love freedom, unrestrained, this is also the original intention of his practice, jumping out of the established life, even if he will die, even if there are no bones, but Han Lin has no regrets!

He didn't want to be that obscure, a little scholar in Jiang's country, he was also an ambitious person.

"Han boy, you should understand by now, you and that little girl are not all the way. You have a record of ancient curiosities, and sooner or later you will be able to set foot at the peak of the Dao, and she may be stuck in Jiang Guo for the rest of her life. ”

"You'd better take care of it. ”

Dao Fang's voice sounded in Han Lin's mind, this voice was low, as if he was sighing, and it seemed to be reminiscing.

"I'm just here to repay the favor, Daofang. ”

Han Lin's eyelids drooped, he looked at the leaves under his feet, and between the bitterness in his heart, the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a wry smile, he twisted those leaves with his feet again, sighed lightly and shook his head.

"You kid, are you still kind or love? ”

Dao Fang said with a smile, but seeing that Han Lin's expression was low and he didn't say a word, he just muttered, saying that Han Xiaozi really didn't understand the amorous feelings, it was too boring, and he scattered his body.

It was probably an hour after Du Xiaomei left that Han Lin gradually calmed down, he chuckled, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was not calm,

"I'm just here to repay the favor, don't think too much, don't think too much. ”

Han Lin silently admonished himself in his heart, and after saying a few words, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the essence in his eyes flashed, and his expression had returned to calm.

At this moment, Han Lin's heart was already like water, and he would never be disturbed by foreign affairs again. He walked through the layers of dense forest, and slowly stepped out of the dense forest. For a moment, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face, reflecting his face in an orange-red patch.

Han Lin glanced up at the crimson sunset, as if the years were slowly passing, it was about to come to an end, and after that, there would be a moon and stars from the sky, this is the law between heaven and earth, which cannot be changed.

If you want to change such a law, at least you must have the cultivation of the old man of Yiqi that Han Lin saw in the illusion of the bluestone bridge.

It's just that the cultivation like that old man, I don't know how many years of cultivation it takes to achieve it.

Han Lin's eyes were like torches, and he looked at the sky with a firm expression. A man like him is strong-willed, and no amount of setbacks and tribulations can knock him down.

Inside the wooden house, the wound on Chen Mo's arm seemed to have healed, and he sat cross-legged, using the spiritual power in his body by the fire, breathing his body. Du Xiaomei sat on the other side, sitting side by side with Tang Qian, who was chatting about something to Du Xiaomei.

Seeing Han Lin coming in, a glimmer of light flashed in Du Xiaomei's eyes, she quickly glanced at Han Lin, quickly withdrew her gaze, and sat quietly, without a trace of waves on her face.

No one saw it.

However, Tang Qian quickly glanced back and forth between the two, as if she had found a clue between the two, and got up with a smile and said,

"Hey, why did Senior Brother Ao come in so late, what did you talk to Senior Sister Du about?

"Is it between you and me that you and me are a little empty?"

Tang Qian lightly covered her red lips with her left hand, pointed at Han Lin's front with a slender finger, and said with a chuckle.

Han Lin frowned slightly, he was quite uncomfortable with this Tang Qian's movements, he subconsciously took a step back, and at the same time, his body was shocked, and the plain finger that Tang Qian put on him was shaken.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard Tang Qian continue,

"Yo, do you want to show yourself in front of Senior Sister Du? Do you want to prove your loyalty?"

Her eyes looked at Han Lin and Du Xiaomei strangely, and there was a smile between her eyebrows, she was like a witch, and she was extremely charming between her smiles.

On weekdays, when those men see her, they will seem to have lost their souls, lose their souls, obediently control her, and saddle her before and after.

But now in this secret realm, Gu Qi is an old man, Chen Mo is an embryokiller, and Liu Hong, although he looks like a simple old man on the surface, is actually insidious and ruthless, she looks at men very accurately, Liu Hong is extremely eager for power, and he is a bad match.

Only this person is arrogant, although his face is a little ugly, but in fact, he is inside, and she is quite curious about what this person is hiding.

Therefore, Tang Qian is so obsessed with laughing and arrogant, what she wants and likes the most is to turn the hundred steels into finger wrapping soft.

Han Lin saw that Du Xiaomei's expression was indifferent, becoming more and more like ice and snow, his heart tightened, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, when suddenly his expression moved, and he heard heavy footsteps coming from outside the door.

He hurriedly shook his figure, and avoided the side, a tall figure walked outside the door, and instantly came to the wooden house, and at the same time a heroic voice sounded,

"Fellow disciples, Liu and several other sect leaders have discussed for a long time, and the question of the ownership of this immortal's finger bone has been discussed together after some consultation. ”

Liu Hong bowed to everyone with his fists, a pair of tiger eyes were awe-inspiring, and he opened his mouth to speak, seeing that everyone had no reaction, he was not annoyed, but continued to speak,

"This time, we decided the ownership of the immortal finger bones in the form of a gambling fight, and each sect sent three people to gamble with people from other sects. After two wins in three games, the losing sect collectively crushed the order and gave up automatically. It's fairest to do so. ”

"Good!"

Chen Mo, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and there seemed to be a sword light flashing in his eyes, and he responded softly. The long sword in his hand vibrated unconsciously, making a crisp sword sound.

For him, nothing matters, only the fighting method can calm his mind.

"Since you have no opinions, let's discuss who will fight early tomorrow morning. ”

Liu Hong nodded and glanced at everyone.