The sun rises warmly on the street, dispelling the chill of the spring night.

Lin Yin, Xue Ling, and Wang Rou rode slowly down the street to Lin Yuan, while Jing Yun led some people outside the city to pick up their companions.

No different from every day in the past, the streets of Tiandu City are still full of pedestrians.

There are not only immortal people here, but also witch clans, demon clans, feather clans, Mei clans, wolf clans and even dragon clans.

Nearly two decades have passed since the war, and as time goes on, people have forgotten the wounds of the past and are enjoying the peace of the present.

"It's so lively," Xue Ling's eyes looked around in a new way, and she felt dazzled for a while, and couldn't help but exclaim: "There are more people in this city than the thousands of tribes of our dragon clan combined. ”

Lin Yin has traveled the world with Mr. Big for more than six years, and he has long been accustomed to the flow of people shuttling in the big cities of the world, and said lightly: "There are many people and there are many troubles, and it is not all good. ”

"It's just that we can't run a horse in the city. It's like in the Northern Wilderness, spreading the horse's hooves and running hard, and no one cares when you lie down and sleep beautifully when you're tired of running. ”

A dragon warrior named Zhemu laughed, but his eyes flashed with envy.

Xue Ling smiled, and just wanted to speak, when she suddenly noticed that Lin Yin's expression was different, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at Lin Yin's line of sight, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest standing with a sword in the bustling street, his eyes half-open and half-closed.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's black robe was embroidered with six auspicious clouds, and he was a respected figure in the Heavenly Taoist Sect.

Lin Yin didn't stop his mount, and continued to walk slowly as if nothing had happened.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and each other's eyes passed through the dense flow of people and intertwined in the air for an instant.

"Herod-" Lin Yin's snow horse sitting down suddenly hissed, raising his front hooves high and stopping to move forward.

The surrounding passers-by shouted in surprise, thinking that the horse was frightened.

Between Lin Yin and the black-clothed Taoist priest, it suddenly became empty and unobstructed, as if only the two of them were left on the long street.

The black-clothed Taoist priest bowed his head and said, "The poor Taoist Tiandu has a far-reaching view and has seen Lin Gongzi. ”

Xue Ling was secretly surprised, this Heavenly Daoist Sect was really arrogant, and dared to intercept Lin Yin on the streets of Tiandu City, and he was determined to meddle in the affairs of the Northern Wilderness Dragon Clan.

The Nightfire Tribe also has its own eyeliner in Tiandu City, and because of this, the tribe knows the news that Tianbo Zhenren wants to take Tu An as a disciple.

It's just that I didn't expect that before the apprenticeship ceremony was held, the people of the Heavenly Dao Sect would blatantly come to cause trouble.

The lines of Lin Yin's face were like the snow of the Northern Wilderness Ice Field, which had been cold and hard for ten thousand years, and his expression did not change in the slightest, and he quietly stared at Yuan Zhenren: "I don't know you." ”

Du Yuan Zhenren's cheeks became a little stiff, "Then Lin Gongzi should always know the Heavenly Dao Sect, right?"

Lin Yin sat on the horse and looked at Du Yuanzhen condescendingly: "I don't know either." ”

Du Yuan Zhenren's eyebrows rose and slowly fell, and he said in a deep voice: "Tiandu City is not a place where Lin Gongzi has stayed for a long time, please go back!"

Lin Yin asked quietly, "Where are you going back?"

Du Yuan is truly humane: "Where do you come from, where do you go back." ”

Xue Ling said angrily: "Why do we want to listen to you?"

Du Yuan Zhenren didn't answer, only looked at Lin Yin.

Lin Yin said calmly: "Of course I want to go back to the Northern Wilderness, but when I leave, you don't count." ”

Du Yuan Zhenren seemed to have expected Lin Yin to reject him, and said with a faint smile: "I heard that Lin Gongzi is a senior disciple of Mr. Big, can you give me advice?"

Lin Yin frowned, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Even if Tianbo Zhenren wanted to take Tu An as a disciple, the Heavenly Daoist Sect would not openly intercept him in the downtown for him, and even did not hesitate to use force.

Seeing that Lin Yin didn't answer, Du Yuan Zhenren said hesitantly: "Does Lin Gongzi dare not fight, or do you disdain to fight with the poor Dao?"

"You don't have to. Lin Yin said coldly: "My sword is not for playing. ”

The essence of Du Yuanzhen's half-opened eyes burst out, shooting straight at Lin Yin like a sharp sword, and the eyes of the two were invisibly another confrontation.

"Young Master Lin, please advise!" his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he slowly pulled out a fairy sword that was as cool as water.

The sun shone on the blade of the sword, flickering with clusters of dazzling and brilliant light, projecting onto Lin Yin's face.

At this time, the people around the audience gathered more and more, and the immortal warriors often had rangers walking in all directions among the people, and it was common for them to draw their swords and face each other without saying a word.

However, it seems that a real person from the Heavenly Taoist Sect stopped a white-clothed young man on the street of Tiandu City and forced him to face off, which is really rare.

So everyone talked about it, inquiring about the origin of this white-clothed young man, and even seeing that he was extraordinary, he was afraid that he was a demon and evil variant, so he attracted the Heavenly Taoist Immortal to descend and eliminate demons.

I only heard Wang Rou say: "According to the law of the Han Dynasty, those who fight privately serve hard labor for three years, and those who hurt people and those who die are beheaded. ”

Du Yuan Zhenren snorted, pulled out a paper roll from his cuff with his left hand, and shot it at Lin Yin with a snap of his fingers: "This is the life and death of this sect, just sign the name of Lin Gongzi, you and I are responsible for casualties, even the government has no right to pursue it!"

Lin Yin caught the paper scroll that shot in, shook his hand and unfolded it on the horse, only to see that on the life and death certificate with silver auspicious clouds as the base, the white paper and black characters were clearly written, and in addition to the autograph and painting of Du Yuan Zhenren, there was also the official seal of Dali Temple.

Lin Yin glanced at it and said, "You are so anxious to die?"

Du Yuan Zhenren shouted in a low voice: "What a big breath, do you dare to sign to fight?!"

Lin Yin casually handed the life and death form to Xue Ling and said, "You have taken it." ”

Du Yuan Zhenren was stunned and said, "Young Master Lin, you don't seem to have signed the pledge." ”

Lin Yin said: "No need, it's you who died anyway." ”

With that, he rode his horse, sprinted, and drew his sword!

Du Yuan Zhenren was taken aback, he didn't expect Lin Yin to rush over without fighting, this is definitely not in accordance with the rules.

- "My sword is not for play. ”

Suddenly, he felt a chill all over his body, and finally realized that Lin Yin's words were not just a threat.

"Keng!" Du Yuan Zhenren's sword was one foot out of the sheath, and Lin Yin was three zhang away!

Du Yuanzhen suddenly felt a fierce and cold sword qi attack, and in an instant, the temperature around him plummeted and fell above freezing, and a white cold mist appeared in the air.

"Keng!" The sword came out one foot and five minutes, and Lin Yin's figure jumped up from the horse.

The white sword qi condensed into crystal frost dew, and the curtain surged towards Du Yuan Zhenren.

Du Yuan Zhenren was shocked to find that he seemed to be engulfed by the stormy waves in an instant, and the cold and bone-chilling sword qi invaded like mercury and penetrated into it, stabbing his protective body Zhengang into a thousand holes.

His heart shook involuntarily, feeling as if the blood in his body was congealing into ice, his hands and feet showed signs of numbness, and his skin was covered with goosebumps.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? so cold and so fierce!

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to stabilize his mind, desperately urging Ling Haigang to circulate around his body, trying to dispel the terrible chill.

"Keng!" The fairy sword was more than two feet out of its sheath, and Lin Yin's figure was already in the zhang!

Du Yuanzhen's pupils contracted, and he felt extremely clearly that the breath of death was close at hand.

"Does this barbarian boy really dare to kill me?"

His heart pounded, and a wisp of fear that had never been seen before gripped his breath.

Even when he lost the situation of life and death, he was still completely sure that the other party would never dare to do anything to him.

Not to mention the identity of the real person of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Lin Yin's trip has the arduous mission of forming an alliance with the Han Dynasty for help, how can he offend half of the Heavenly Daoist Sect in the Han world?

However, at this moment, his thoughts were shaken, and all kinds of distracting thoughts were spinning and churning in his mind, and he couldn't concentrate on the battle in front of him.

- Is this sword qi, what kind of sword qi is this?!

Du Yuanzhen's eyes widened in astonishment, and he heard the deafening exclamations and shouts around him, and there was a dead silence in his ears, and there was a slight sound of snow falling in his trance.

Is it an auditory hallucination, is it a hallucination?

He was amazed to see that crystal white snowflakes were floating in the sky, obscuring his vision and dividing the world.

Suddenly, his throat was slightly cold, and there seemed to be a snowflake sticking.

In the next moment, he saw the snow suddenly turn red and let go in front of him.

"Ahh

Lin Yin's figure passed by him, and the jade-colored ancient sword was impressively in its sheath, as if it had never been pulled out.

"It's really fast......" Du Yuanzhen's throat hissed, and he wanted to say something but was drowned out by a tsunami-like shout outside the field.

He lowered his head in a daze, trying to get a glimpse of the sword wound in his throat, but sadly realized that it was impossible.

His right hand firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the fairy sword behind his back was frozen two feet and three minutes out of the sheath.

"Bang!" A flash of lightning flashed, and Snow Horse galloped forward, knocking his body forward.

"Poof-" Du Yuan Zhenren opened his mouth and spurted out the last mouthful of blood in his life, and fell to his death.

The sky is clear and snowy, killing people on the street, and sealing the throat with a sword.

At the moment when he lost his mind, Du Yuan Zhenren really felt regret.

If it weren't for the man's promise, he would not have stood here and would not have died.

He believed that the man's promise would be fulfilled, but only if he lived.

Right now......

He struggled to reach out his hand, his body dancing limply in the air, trying to hold a falling snowflake.

As a result, he couldn't hold anything in his palm, and his five fingers stiffened and spread out his empty palm.

Lin Yin's figure froze slightly, and he raised his hand to capture Du Yuanzhen's body and clamped his corpse under his armpit.

People fall, horses arrive.

He floated down on the horse's back, his legs swished on his belly, and said, "I'll go to Tiandu to see it, don't come with me." ”

With a long hiss, the snow squirted out like an arrow from a string, and galloped west along the long street.

Xue Ling hadn't recovered from the shock in front of her, and when she heard that Lin Yin was going to watch alone, she couldn't help but say in a hurry: "No, you wait!"

The sound of horses' hooves shattered the prosperity of Tiandu City, rolling up all the way to the distance.

Only the flawless white snowflakes above the street were still falling, raising a puff of white cold mist.

Xue Ling wanted to chase after her, but Wang Rou held her arm and said, "It's useless, he won't listen." ”

Xue Ling woke up and shouted, "I'll go find Chengqing!"

Wang Rou let go of Xueling's arm and said, "He should still be in the palace, and the emperor is calling him to discuss matters." ”

Xue Ling saw Wang Rou with a little cold eyes, and said angrily: "Then I will break into the palace to meet you!" After that, he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the palace, followed by Zhemu and the other two dragon warriors.

Wang Rou silently looked at the falling snowflakes in front of her, and let Xueling leave.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the cold mist and fell on her jade cheeks, and when she looked up, it was still a clear sky. (83 Chinese Net.)