After watching Zeng Yifan lead a group of soldiers from the Shenwei Battalion to leave, Feng Jixing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and asked, "Arch Deacon, are you okay?"
Lei Hong's complexion was extremely bad, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The gray hair on his head instantly became much whiter.
"Archdeacon" Zhang Wei and others rushed over in a hurry.
Lin Muyu also broke free from the beast-binding chains, held Lei Hong's arm and said, "Grandpa Lei Hong, are you okay?"
Lei Hong looked gloomy and said: "Everyone in the world thinks that the two most powerful men in the holy realm in the empire are me and Qu Chu.
I am afraid that the most powerful man in the holy realm in the empire is already Zeng Yifan."
Feng Jixing said: "Is Zeng Yifan really that strong?"
"Um."
Lei Hong nodded, but showed some smile, looked at Lin Muyu and said: "Ayu, since His Majesty has forgiven you and Chu Yao's sins, you can finally establish yourself in the temple and the imperial capital with your true identity."
Lin Muyu nodded: "Well, thank you, Grandpa Lei Hong, and thank you, Brother Feng."
Feng continued to nod and groaned, and said: "I'm afraid this may not be a good thing.
Why don't I go to see His Majesty and ask Your Majesty to grant you the status of a Royal Forest Guard, so that you will consider the move of the Shenhou Mansion?"
"Is it okay?"
Lin Muyu did not refuse.
Lei Hong shook his head and said: "No, Ayu is a rookie in our temple, how can he give it to the Royal Forest Army?
No, I won't agree to anything you say."
Feng Jixing couldn't help but smile: "The Archdeacon is really stubborn."
Not long after, a group of medical officers came from the Department of Spiritual Medicine to treat the injured people in the temple.
As a result, Chu Yao also came.
When she saw the seriously injured Lin Muyu, her eyes were red.
"What happened?"
she asked while helping Lin Muyu wipe the wound with medicine.
Lin Muyu sat on the stone pier of the temple, bared her teeth and cried out in pain, and said with a smile: "Sister Chu Yao, we don't have to hide anymore, our crimes have been forgiven by Your Majesty."
"Oh, is it true?"
Chu Yao smiled happily, but said a little gloomily: "Ayu, you are always fighting and killing.
Look at you, you have so many scars all over your body.
Promise me, you will fight less in the future. ,OK" "Well, from now on, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me."
"good" On the side, Zhang Wei, who was being healed by another medical officer from the Department of Spiritual Medicines, looked at the two of them with an ambiguous expression and said with a smile: "Master Lin Muyu is so handsome.
He was injured and there was such a beautiful medical officer to heal him. , and it looks so perfect.”
Chu Yao's pretty face turned red instantly.
She glared at Zhang Wei and said, "You are still so energetic even after being so seriously injured.
I don't think you need to apply any medicine."
Zhang Wei repeatedly begged for mercy: "No, if I don't apply medicine to my wound, I'm afraid it will become inflamed and rot."
"Humph, I'll teach you to keep talking," Chu Yao said with a smile.
Zhang Wei was immediately filled with lust and said, "Sir Lin Muyu, if I had such a good sister, I would definitely marry her as my wife.
How can such a powerful sister take advantage of others?"
Chu Yao's face turned even redder: "You're still talking too much" Lin Muyu sat aside, looking at Chu Yao's shy beauty, but he was a little tempted, but he knew that he did not belong to this world, and maybe he wanted to leave at some point.
If he couldn't leave with Chu Yao, then why mess with her?
Where is my heart?
It's just that this silly boy probably doesn't know that the beauty's heart is already in chaos.
I just rested that night.
The injury was too serious, so I could only lie down and practice the Dragon Bone Fragment Scroll and Spirit Vein Technique.
Lying on the bed, looking at the starry sky on the roof of the secret room, Lin Muyu opened his eyes wide.
The spiritual power of the spiritual pulse technique spread out like ripples.
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This spiritual pulse technique is indeed very magical.
A single blow of concentrated mental power can kill the enemy.
Causes a soul blow, but you also need to collect it yourself , so when Zeng Yifan stepped into the temple, Lin Muyu tried to attack him with the spiritual pulse technique, but unfortunately failed.
Zeng Yifan's spiritual soul was stronger than him, and his domain was also stronger than him.
He wanted to use the spiritual pulse technique To fight against such a strong man requires stronger cultivation.
Moreover, today's battle also allowed Lin Muyu to truly see the power of the Holy Realm.
Challenging the Holy Realm by a Heavenly Realm master is tantamount to death, because once the opponent's realm is opened, the Heavenly Realm master can hardly even move.
No chance of winning.
But no one knows how far away the sanctuary is.
After Lin Muyu entered the first level of the Heaven Realm, he has been stuck at level 60.
Cultivation is not that simple, and there are bottlenecks everywhere, so that Feng Jixing, Qin Lei and others are stuck at the first level of the Heaven Realm.
There are many such strong men who have broken through.
Lei Hong, Qu Chu and others have also been stranded in the first heaven of the Holy Domain for more than ten years without entering.
Late at night, Zetian Palace.
A beautiful palace maid sat gracefully on the white jade bed, with an exquisite drawing board set up beside her.
Emperor Qin Jin waved his brush and sketched the beauty's expression and appearance on the white paper.
Although Qin Jin was an emperor, he was also known as the "Holy Hand" by the world because he was good at calligraphy and painting.
It is said that the emperor once ordered his relatives to sell his landscape paintings to the public, and they were always sold at high prices.
It's just that the graceful woman on the painting board seems completely different from the palace maid in front of her.
The stunning beauty between her eyebrows is simply not comparable to this palace maid.
This painting doesn't look like her at all, but it looks a bit like her.
Qin Yin's charm.
"Squeak" The door was gently pushed open.
Qin Yin moved forward with a lively step.
She came behind Qin Jin and looked at the drawing board.
She suddenly smiled: "My father is painting my mother's queen again."
Qin Jin was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Yin, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I came over to see my father."
"Go to bed quickly, how can a girl stay up so late?"
Qin Jin waved his hand and signaled the palace maid to go down.
Qin Yin smiled slightly: "Father, do I really look like my mother?"
"Yeah, almost exactly the same."
Qin Jin looked out the window with some fascination and said: "After she leaves, almost everything my father has is on you.
Come on, let me comb your hair one more time.
After you comb it, go back to sleep." " "Um."
Qin Yin sat obediently in front of the bronze mirror, took off the princess laurel crown from her hair, and scattered her long black hair.
Qin Jin took the silver comb and couldn't help but tremble when he looked at his daughter's appearance in the bronze mirror.
Trembling, he said in a daze: "After so many years, it would be great if I could see her again.
I would trade the world to see her again."
Qin Yin's eyes turned red: "Father" Qin Jin slowly combed his daughter's long hair, his face full of doting, and said: "My Xiaoyin has grown up.
When you were very young, I was wondering how long my father would be able to stay with you, but Xiaoyin has grown up so quickly, and when she gets married, there will be another person beside Xiaoyin to love and love you instead of her father. " Tears filled Qin Yin's eyes.
She closed her eyes and let the tears flow freely.
Qin Jin's palms were trembling a little, and he said to himself: "Time flies so fast.
You have grown so big in a blink of an eye.
I don't know why, but my father always feels that I haven't seen enough of you.
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You will grow up and get married."
Qin Yin's fragrant shoulders trembled slightly: "Father, father, please stop talking, I don't know how to get married."
Qin Jin couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be stupid, even if you are a princess, you still have to get married, otherwise how will we pass on the blood of our Qin family?
My father is just a little emotional.
Xiao Yin, among the younger generations in the family, you are the most favorite." which one" Qin Yin was stunned, wiped her tears, and said, "I'm still young and don't want to get married.
Father, don't ask me.
Xiao Yin won't marry anyone."
"You are talking nonsense again.
Qin Lei, Qin Yan, and the sons of King Zhennan.
If you fall in love with anyone, your father will grant you a marriage.
You are already 20 years old.
Your mother was already married when she was 20 years old.
Become my queen” "I just won't get married, maybe in a few years."
Qin Yin said with red eyes, "I don't like any of the people my father mentioned.
I want to stay with my father for a few more years, okay?"
"Silly Xiaoyin" Qin Jin sighed.
At this moment, the eunuch's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, Feng Jixing, the commander of the Imperial Army, is asking for an audience."
"Let him in" "yes" Soon the door opened.
Feng Jixing, dusty and dusty, knelt down and clasped his fists, saying, "I will see your Majesty at the end of the day."
Qin Jin smiled slightly: "Commander Feng must have something to do when he comes to see you so late."
Feng Jixing nodded and said: "Your Majesty, half an hour ago, Shenhou led 3,000 Shenwei battalion cavalry to attack the temple."
"What" Qin Jin suddenly trembled and said: "How is it possible?
The Shenhou Mansion and the Temple are both pillars of the empire.
How could they fight?
What will be the result?
Commander Feng?"
Feng Jixing said: "The fighting had stopped when the general arrived.
Dozens of people were killed and injured on both sides.
Moreover, the reason for the fight was because the Shenhou wanted to kill Lin Muyu, so the general asked your majesty to include Lin Muyu in the imperial guard."
"Oh" Qin Jin frowned and said, "Who is this Lin Muyu who can make Commander Feng recommend him like this?"
Feng Jixing raised his head and said: "As far as I know, Lin Muyu is a martial arts prodigy who comes once in a thousand years.
Such a person should be used by the empire and must not be killed by the gods.
Therefore, I hope your majesty can approve Lin Muyu to join the Royal Forest Guard." " On the side, Qin Yin raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Father, please approve it."
When his daughter said this, Qin Jin lost his temper and said, "Okay then, I will write a handwriting right away to specifically approve Lin Muyu to become a member of the Royal Forest Guard.
Thank you, Commander Feng, for your hard work."
"I would like to thank His Majesty for your permission."
After saying that, Feng Jixing looked up at Qin Jin again and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Shenhou Mansion's actions are getting bigger and bigger, and they even dare to rush into the temple.
Are we just going to tolerate them like this?
General Mo thinks, there are If necessary, the 100,000 troops guarding Cangnan Province can be transferred back to the imperial capital.
The general is willing to handle this matter personally."
Qin Jin took a deep breath and said: "Zeng Yifan is the pillar of the empire.
Currently, more than half of the generals holding important leadership positions in the empire's major armies are Zeng Yifan's old subordinates.
As long as he doesn't go too far, let him go."
Well, after all, if there is a war between the Northern Desert and the Southern Barbarians, we will still need Zeng Yifan to lead his troops to fight, right, Commander Feng?"
"But" Feng Jixing frowned.
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"There's nothing more to do.
Commander Feng, go to bed early and come to pick up the oracle early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Your Majesty" Turning around and leaving Zetian Palace, starlight fell on Feng Jixing's pure white cloak.
He put his hand on the handle of the knife, looked up at the sky in silence, and then walked alone on the stone path of the main hall.
Under the starlight, his figure walking alone seemed a bit lonely
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