"Dad, why is Xiao Linzi here? Lord Mingling looked unhappy. Even if he is a servant he has accepted, he can't be so lawless and climb on his head.

"I would like to thank him this time, you can say that you saved yourself. Then, the Ming Pavilion Master told the whole thing again, and added a sentence at the end: "You are not allowed to tell outsiders that he has vitality on him, when you need his help in your cultivation, you must also find a hidden place, so you can cultivate in the Dark Pavilion." ”

"In this way, it seems that Miss Ben is still very discerning, and you can see at a glance that he is different. Okay, he will be my confinement in the future, and I will treat her well. Speaking of the back, his eyes lit up.

"Ming'er, this Lin Chen is a big opportunity, you have to treat him well. Whether it's a future cultivation or a helper, it's all a standing. Go back and ask your father to give you more cultivation resources, and you will reward them to Lin Chen. Mrs. Mengzhao emphasized again.

The Ming Pavilion Lord also nodded on the side, and then with a slight move of his hand, Lin Mochen fell to the ground.

"Go back, I'll ask Grandpa Hou Ji to send you some second- and third-level blood alchemy pills. Besides, your cultivation must not be left behind. Your mother and I will go down first, Lin Chen, you will handle it yourself. After speaking, the Ming Pavilion Lord with a messy face took Lady Mengzhao and prepared to leave.

Looking at Lin Mochen who was lying quietly on the ground, Lord Mingling waited for his eyes, "You won't let me serve Xiao Linzi, right?"

"Ming'er, your cultivation has made great progress, you have to recuperate well, and you will be allowed to leave the Shensi Building after three days. Mrs. Mengzhao's words came in lightly.

"This is a puppet that your father refined for you, you drop a drop of blood on it, wear it all the time, and you can't leave it. "Replacing the Ming Pavilion Lord and Mrs. Mengzhao is a three-inch-tall zombie puppet, with an ugly appearance, like a defective clay puppet.

"What, so ugly. Looking at the puppet in front of him, Lord Mingling looked disgusted and threw it on the table.

"This is my father's coffin, and he didn't take it away. Mine!" As he spoke, the coffin disappeared into the room and fell gently to the ground. Then, he looked left and right to make sure that the Ming Pavilion Master was no longer in this room.

"What should I do with this little forest?" Lin Mochen, who re-entered his field of vision, became a new trouble, squeezing out the joy of getting the spirit coffin without a trace.

"Xiao Linzi, Xiao Linzi. He called out twice, but received no response.

"Hey, Xiaolinzi. "The county lord of Mingling was deep in the jade foot, and gently kicked Lin Mochen.

Lin Mochen, who didn't have the slightest reaction, was suddenly kicked into the corner.

Lord Mingling reflexively covered his mouth and muttered, "It's a lot stronger!" Then he looked up at Lin Mochen, and some of the fabric of his already ragged clothes was scattered on the ground during the slide.

"Oops, my arm hurts. Lin Mochen, who was sticking to the wall, reached out and pushed it, allowing himself to lie on the ground.

Well, there's a roof on it, and it's in the house.

A little sore and hit by a truck?

"Xiao Linzi. A familiar and unfamiliar voice came into Lin Mochen's ears.

"This is the voice of a savage woman. Lin Mochen blinked, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Who do you say is a barbarian woman, Xiao Linzi. The last three octave higher syllables provoked Lin Mochen to stand up instantly.

Then, as if he had no bones, Lin Mochen collapsed on the ground again, his eyes closed again.

Oops, it's miserable, and I said everything I shouldn't have said. What to do?

Lord Mingling was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Get up for me immediately." ”

Lin Mochen hurriedly closed his eyes tightly, and squeezed out wrinkles from the corners of his eyes.

"Seal of the bloodline, seal!"

A blood light flew into Lin Mochen's body, slowing down his qi and blood flow by three points, and there was a feeling of heaviness on his body, as if he had been shackled.

"Xiao Linzi, if you don't get up again, I'll let the wolf deal with you. ”

Lin Mochen couldn't help but shudder and quickly stood up. The wolf, a wild devouring beast, is especially fond of gnawing on corpses, and has always left nothing behind.

"Tell me, what was the matter with that voice just now?" the smile on the face of the county lord of Mingling carried a hint of fierceness.

Lin Mochen knew that he couldn't go over, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse for a while, so he couldn't help but lower his head and look at his feet. At this moment, a gust of wind blew in, and the rags couldn't help but float up.

Cool!

"Ahh

Lin Mochen, who had just raised his head, obviously had no time to defend himself, and flew out of the door with a stomachache.

Damn it!

Not bad enough!

As soon as the qi and blood in his body worked, a mouthful of bright red obscure blood spit out. Lin Mochen lay directly on the ground, looking up at the sky in the courtyard. Blue sky, white clouds and a dark life! Looking back on his career of more than 20 years, it is the first time he has suffered such humiliation. A person needs not only a breath of air to live, but also a face to be paste; otherwise, what is the meaning of living without a face. In his previous life, even if he was a sanitation worker, there would be a group of people who sang praises for him and gave them alternative warmth. Of course, there are also people who have no face and no skin, but Lin Mochen is obviously different from them. Still have to live!

Sell pitiful!

"You, are you okay?" Lord Mingling soon appeared beside him, "I just broke through, and I can't control my strength well. ”

"It's fine. Lin Mochen reached out and touched the blood foam on the corner of his mouth, "Miss, can you not beat me?"

"I, I didn't mean to, who let you play hooligan. Lord Mingling replied with some nervousness.

It seems that the servant career is still a little saved.

"Is that a deliberate trick on purpose?" Lin Mochen raised his head and tidied up his clothes, oh no, it was a strip of cloth. "I've just come out of the hunting woods, and I've been through nine deaths, and if you look at this garment, it's the best proof. Every time I was on the brink of danger, I thought of Miss. Lin Mochen's tone turned into affectionate mode: "I told myself that I must see the beautiful young lady again, and then I can die peacefully." ”

"Ahh

"Miss, I finally see you again. I die without regrets!" and closed his eyes.

Now it would be perfect if there was another tear in the corner of the eye. In fact, Lin Mochen tortured his memories in every possible way, and he was still unwilling to attend with tears.

"You ......" Lord Mingling was speechless for a while, "why don't you change your clothes and come over?"

"You know what, when I struggled out of the hunting grounds, I fainted, and then I appeared at Miss. This is probably fate, God has fulfilled my wish, and I have no regrets in my death. ”

At this time, a stronger wind blew. The cool feeling made Lin Mochen sit up, and generally pressed the rags on his body.

Lord Mingling was stunned and said, "You are not afraid of death, why are you pressing your clothes?"

Lin Mochen's thoughts flashed one by one, "It doesn't matter if I die, if I defile Miss's eyes again, it will be difficult to atone for her sins." ”

"Hmph!" Lord Mingling snorted lightly: "Eat this, and then hurry up and change your clothes." After speaking, a transparent bottle fell into Lin Mochen's arms.

There was a red elixir in the bottle.

"Miss, can I choose another way to die? Lin Mochen held the medicine bottle and looked at it with an obsessive expression.