Lanyan City, known as the Pearl of the Qin Dynasty, has a population of more than 5 million and is also the capital of the empire.
As the sun sets slowly, a group of cavalry gallops from the distant road.
"Wow" Qin Yin suddenly stood up holding the hem of her cloak, looking into the distance with her bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xi is back."
Feng Jixing was re-bandaging the wound on his arm.
He raised his head and grinned: "Yes, Princess Xi is back.
This time, Your Highness, you don't have to worry about her anymore."
Qin Yin flew away, the evening wind blowing her long hair, and a purple yin flower emblem swaying on the cloak tie around her neck, like a beautiful butterfly.
Tang Xiaoxi let go of the reins, dismounted, and immediately threw herself into Qin Yin's arms.
The two breathtakingly beautiful girls hugged each other.
"Xiao Xi, are you okay?"
Qin Yin looked at the other party excitedly.
Tang Xiaoxi's eyes fell on Qin Yin's chest, and her eyes turned red: "Xiao Yin, are you injured?"
Qin Yin shook her head and smiled: "It's okay, just a little injury."
Feng Jixing sat aside with his sword in his hand and said to himself: "It's good to be able to survive the venom of dragons and snakes with a lifespan of ten thousand years.
It's actually a minor injury.
People these days really don't care about their lives."
"Ah" Tang Xiaoxi opened her mouth wide.
Qin Yin glared at Feng Jixing angrily and said, "You talk too much.
When I return to Zetian Palace, I will file a complaint and ask my father to fine you two months' salary."
Feng Jixing was stunned: "Your Highness, I, Mr.
Feng, am just a general with civilian background.
If you punish me with a salary, it is equivalent to killing me.
Besides, the general has tried his best to save you.
Look, the injury on his arm is certificate" Tang Xiaoxi smiled: "Okay, stop arguing.
You are really the commander of Feng Jixing.
Don't you know how to give way to Xiaoyin?
Don't forget that she is the only crown prince.
If you really offend her, you won't get any good results." " Feng Jixing immediately clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me.
I will be a loyal and loyal general, and I hope that your Highness will forgive Feng Jixing for his innocent sin."
"laugh" Qin Yin smiled slightly: "Just don't tear me down anymore.
By the way, Xiao Xi, you actually led only a few hundred people into the depths of Xunlong Forest.
You don't want to live.
Who is that Lin Muyu?
Is it worth it?"
You fight so hard for him like this" "Lin Muyu" Tang Xiaoxi pursed her red lips and said with red eyes: "He is just a medicine refining apprentice, but he is very nice and has a good way of refining medicine.
When I was practicing in the Seven Star Forest, I refined the beast spirit of the fire dragon.
Something went wrong.
If he hadn't risked his life to save me, I might have died in the Seven Stars Forest."
"That's it."
Qin Yin couldn't help but think of the young man from last night.
His medicine refining technique was also very strange.
He could refine two medicine essences left and right at the same time.
However, she didn't say it out loud.
It seemed that there was no need.
That money-grubbing guy I don’t know what baby I’m fighting for right now.
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"Let's go back to the Duke's Mansion," Qin Yin said.
"Well, you are also injured and need a good rest."
"You have lost weight, you need to eat more" "Uh-huh, Xiaoyin, you don't even know how I got here these days.
When I'm hungry, I eat fruits from the mountains.
When I'm thirsty, I can only drink water from the stream.
I heard that those spiritual beasts drink and urinate in the stream."
"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to something delicious."
"Uh-huh."
One day later.
It was almost dusk in the Dragon-seeking Forest, and the sound of howling wolves and tigers could be faintly heard from the mountains.
The place was full of dangers, and almost every hilltop was occupied by a spiritual beast that was more than 2,000 years old.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man mentioned Looking around at a rabbit he had just killed, he almost lost his direction.
"It seems that I took the wrong path.
Xiao Xi is not here."
Lin Muyu counted the time, and the three-day leave she applied to Temple Deacon Ge Yang was coming soon.
She had to return to Lanyan City before dawn tomorrow, otherwise the Temple would definitely punish her.
After all, she was new here, skipping work, etc.
It's better not to do things well.
With a sigh, he gathered his true energy and poured it into his feet.
He rushed into the distance as lightly as a swallow, and rushed back to Lanyan City before dawn.
The horse was lost and probably could not be found.
Lin Muyu secretly regretted that it was a bad time to come out this time.
Not only was the horse lost, but Tang Xiaoxi was not found.
Before dawn broke, he came to the city completely exhausted.
"Stop, who are you?
Don't you know that entering and exiting the city at night is prohibited?"
the garrison officer below the city scolded.
Lin Muyu slowly approached, the Temple's gold star training badge on his chest was shining brightly.
The guard's expression suddenly became respectful, he made a straight military salute and said: "It turns out that you are the master of the Temple, please come into the city.
Bar" "Thank you."
The temple, also known as the Holy Temple, is the most sacred temple in the eyes of martial arts practitioners on the entire continent.
Although Lin Muyu is only a sparring teacher in the temple, his status is already quite noble, at least in front of these ordinary soldiers.
It was so remarkable that even though the garrison officer held the rank of centurion, he was still respectful.
When he entered the city, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his energy was almost exhausted.
Running wildly all night, using his legs to replace the four hooves of the horse, naturally consumed a lot of physical energy and energy.
Going back along Chengchi Avenue, he found that the name of this street was "Tongtian Street".
By the way, it was the road where the beautiful girl in the dark purple cloak lived, so Lin Muyu counted the house numbers one by one. , walked for a long time, and finally arrived at the countdown.
No. 4 Tongtian Street: Lanyan City Criminal Department, the birthplace of all criminal laws in the empire No. 3 Tongtian Street: The Mansion of the Minister of War, the residence of the Minister of War No. 2 Tongtian Street: The Hall of Seeking Talents.
The emperor personally ordered a dedicated person to open it to seek talents and recruit talents.
No. 1 Tongtian Street: Zetian Palace is actually the collective name of the Lanyan City Palace and is also the center of this world.
In the distance, a group of Forbidden Army cavalry were walking slowly with shining swords.
They were patrolling to protect the safety of Zetian Palace.
The palace was lined with terraces and thousands of houses.
It was not an ordinary luxury, so it required a lot of vigilance.
The number of troops is not as large as usual.
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When Lin Muyu saw the huge golden door plate of Zetian Palace from a distance, his whole body trembled.
Women are indeed liars From a distance, a centurion of the Forbidden Army came on horseback and said: "It turns out he is from the temple.
Young man, do you have anything to do when you come to Zetian Temple?"
Sure enough, even the Imperial Guards were in great awe of the temple.
"Excuse me, is No. 1 on Tongtian Street the Zetian Temple?"
"Hahaha, that's natural.
Only the emperor's residence can afford No. 1 Tongtian Street."
"Oh, it's okay, thank you very much" He turned around and left, with a confused look on his face.
The 1,000 gold coins were just wasted.
That girl was so good-looking, but she turned out to be a little liar.
It was really unreasonable.
One morning, it was Silver Star instructor Zhang Wei's turn to be a sparring partner.
Zhang Wei's Fierce Soul Fist was so violent that the other sparring instructors were unwilling to face it.
Fortunately, Zhang Wei also had a good impression of Lin Muyu, so he let Lin Muyu do it.
He fell to the ground and fell asleep in the trial room, while he was minding his own business and practicing his boxing skills over and over again.
After half a day's rest, his physical strength has recovered to 70%, and his true energy has recovered to 80%.
It was not until noon that Deacon Ge Yang appeared again, holding a scroll in his hand to announce the afternoon training match.
It happened that Lin Muyu had another turn with Zheng Shanhe, one of the Venus instructors.
This strong man known for his defense was easier to deal with.
However, at this moment, a Venus instructor carrying a long sword came out and said with a smile: "Master Lin Zhi is currently the only Venus sparring master in the temple.
You can't keep sparring with Lao Zheng and Zhang Wei.
Mr.
Deacon, Ouyang Qiu has applied to sparring with Mr.
Lin Zhi in the afternoon.
I hope Mr.
Deacon can grant your permission."
Ge Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, then Lin Zhi will face Ouyang Qiu that afternoon."
"Thank you sir" There was deep hostility in Ouyang Qiu's eyes, and when he looked at Lin Muyu, there was even a hint of murderous intent at the corner of his mouth.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
This Ouyang Qiu was from the young marquis Zeng Fang.
Zeng Fang failed to kill him last time and was humiliated instead.
If Ouyang Qiu killed him, there really wasn't much he could do.
After all, there is only iron in the temple According to the blood law, if a sparring partner is accidentally killed by a sparring partner, there will only be some compensation, and the punishment for the perpetrator is nothing more than confinement for a few months and a fine of one or two years.
The Zengfang belongs to the god Zeng Yifan.
Son, he is not short of this little money.
At this time, Lin Muyu could no longer think about anything more.
The only thing she could do was to live strong.
After lunch, a short rest allowed the physical energy to return to almost its peak state, and the zhenqi in the body was also very full.
When exercising, you can feel the zhenqi flowing along the skin.
This feeling is very comfortable, and it is also "refining the skin."
"I only felt this way after practicing.
If it were before, Lin Muyu would definitely worry about whether he could survive in the afternoon, but now there is no need.
Ouyang Qiu is only a level 61 Tianzun.
Defeating him is inevitable, but killing him is definitely not that easy.
"when" A bell rings and afternoon training is about to begin.
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Lin Muyu put the prairie fire sword on his back, made fists with both hands, and went out with extremely confident face.
Ouyang Qiu's appearance made him very worried, but it also made him very excited.
Facing such a strong person might be able to quickly improve his actual combat experience.
In this world, strength is important, but experience is even more important.
Strength is not absolute.
An experienced level 50 war saint also has a chance to defeat a level 60 deity who underestimates the enemy.
In the trial hall, a group of instructors and trainers faced each other one by one.
This was the etiquette before practice.
Lin Muyu stood there upright, flanked by a row of sparring coaches such as Qin Ziling.
He suddenly made a fist with his right hand across his chest, and his left hand was naturally lowered like a sword.
This was a standard imperial military salute, and it was inevitable when entering the temple.
One lesson, the full name of the temple is " The biggest function of the "War Temple" is to cultivate outstanding warriors for the empire, so whether it is an instructor or a training partner, they must serve as soldiers when the war comes.
Perhaps from the moment he steps into the temple, he has already He is an imperial soldier now.
"Please enlighten me" Everyone said in unison.
When he raised his head, Ouyang Qiu, who was directly opposite him, had a contemptuous smile on his lips, which made Lin Muyu feel even more unhappy
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