Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 256 Freedom! Shackles! The return of Sheng Caier! The wandering purple dragon!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 256 Freedom! Shackles! The return of Sheng Caier! The wandering purple dragon!

Listening to Wang Yuanyuan's words, the three of them were stunned.

I thought that one of the six people, except Zilong, was upright and honest, but I didn't expect that Wang Yuanyuan was also this kind of person.

The scene was silent for a moment, the four people had different expressions, and Lin Xin lowered his head and thought for a long time.

His heart skipped a beat, he raised his head and spoke seriously.

"I insist on admitting it! I don't want to stay in this hellish place anymore, even if I have to bear the infamy!"

"You!" Sima Xian and Wang Yuanyuan were so shocked that they were speechless for a moment, staring at Lin Xin with wide eyes.

Reluctantly raising her right hand, Chen Ying'er raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and echoed.

"I agree……"

"Lin Xin!" Wang Yuanyuan shouted angrily, struggling to stand up.

But there was no confinement magic on the chair that a fifth-level warrior like her could break free from.

"You have to think clearly! If you admit it, it will be tantamount to betrayal! Do you want to betray the captain and abandon the captain like them?"

Sima Xian frowned and clenched his fists hard! The veins on his arms were visible to the naked eye.

Different from Wang Yuanyuan's anger, Sima Xian had worry hidden in his eyes.

Lin Xin's move is tantamount to betrayal, and outsiders dare not make irresponsible remarks.

But the private voice will cut straight into people's hearts like a sharp knife!

By that time, his reputation! Reputation! All will be trampled on.

Lin Xin, who was good at observing words and expressions, could tell Sima Xian's thoughts at a glance.

He laughed miserably, raised his head and roared towards the skylight.

"I! Lin Xin! Swear to the God of Light! I admit that Purple Dragon is the master of the demon Austin Griffin~! Ah~!"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xin almost exhausted all his strength, his eyes were red and his neck was swollen, and he roared.

"I...I, Chen Yinger, swear to the God of Light...and admit that Zilong is the master of the demon Austin Griffin..."

At the end of the sentence, Chen Ying'er lowered her head and bit her lips.

With tears streaming down my face, I said the vow that I even hated...

Crunch~!

The door to the dark confinement room opened, and a burly figure stood outside the door without saying a word.

His upright and upright face now seemed... so hypocritical.

"Chen Ying'er, Lin Xin! You have regained your freedom. From today on, you are still the genius and pride of the Temple Alliance!"

After saying that, the white-haired old man released the two of them with a wave of his hand.

Lin Xin stood up with his fists clenched after counting his breaths in a daze on the chair.

Those bright eyes did not dare to look at Wang Yuanyuan and Sima Xian.

"Traitor! You will be despised for the rest of your life! Old bastard Han! Kill us if you can! Come on!"

After scolding Lin Xin, Wang Yuanyuan's momentum was not weak. He stared at Han Qian outside the door and cursed angrily.

Listening to Wang Yuanyuan's angry scolding, Paladin Commander Han Qian outside the door closed his eyes expressionlessly.

It seems that doing this will make the shame and sadness in my heart feel much better.

The two of them bowed their heads and walked out of the solitary room. Before leaving, Lin Xin had a complicated expression and looked back at Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Yuanyuan.

"Get out! Get out! It's best not to let me out! Sooner or later, I will personally deal with you, the traitor!"

Wang Yuanyuan's face was full of anger. Han Qian's appearance made her chest heave with anger, and her fists were clenched white!

Looking away, Lin Xin's eyes gradually became firmer. No one knew what he was planning in his heart.

Lin Xin and Chen Ying'er walked side by side. The cold wind at night on the border was always so desolate.

After gaining the long-lost freedom, the two of them did not smile.

On the contrary, today's freedom is more like another kind of shackles to the two of them, cold and heavy.

"Look, everyone used to gather there to chat, and in the future... it will be the same, right?"

Chen Ying'er turned to look at Lin Xin aside, raised her finger and pointed at the city wall where the first battalion was stationed and asked.

Looking in the direction Chen Ying'er pointed, those memories of the past came to mind.

"Who knows?"

Turning around and looking in the direction of the solitary room, Lin Xin let out a deep breath.

Five days later...! Assassin's Temple!

Jingle bell, jingle bell!

The sound of heavy iron chains striking was heard, and Sheng Cai'er, who was hanging in the air, slowly fell.

The chains that bound him slowly loosened and finally disappeared.

Withdrawing his spiritual power, the white-haired old man stood looking at Sheng Cai'er from a distance with a complicated expression.

"Welcome to the return of the Saint!" Plop! Assassins in different costumes around knelt down and shouted.

He raised his hand to comb his scattered hair, and raised his right hand to wave to the assassin guard beside him.

The latter came forward holding a jade bamboo cane in both hands.

Taking the Yuzhu cane, Sheng Cai'er walked towards the exit of the training ground without saying a word.

"Have a good rest. After the battle at the Exorcist Pass, the Demon God Emperor agreed to withdraw his troops. There are only low-level demons left there. It is also a good place for training."

The Lord of the Nine Temples turned his head and looked at Sheng Cai'er who was passing by and said.

After hearing what the Lord of the Nine Temples said, Sheng Caier did not stop.

He had such an indifferent attitude that the person in front of him was not his own grandfather.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs. It's best not to mention the exorcism test in front of me!"

With an indifferent response, a burst of purple mist rose, and Sheng Cai'er's figure disappeared from the trial field.

"Do you think... Cai'er is still Cai'er?" The Lord of the Nine Temples turned around and looked at the direction in which Saint Cai'er left and said to himself.

Walking forward, Ying Suifeng sighed and said with emotion.

"I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine with me, but it turned out to be different. I was lucky to be able to recover from my youth travel. Changes are normal..."

"Humph!" Unable to help laughing, the Lord of the Nine Temples looked at Ying Suifeng and teased.

"You were a doll today and you are a poet today. You live a life of understanding."

Nether Forest!

Purple Dragon and Briquettes, walking on thin ice, carefully survive in the land of demons.

Drink from the clear springs in the mountains when you are thirsty, and hunt monsters when you are hungry.

The white clothes were gone long ago, replaced by black clothes, wandering around the demon clan like a ghost savage.

"Brother Qing! My men were exploring the road earlier. There is a fifth-level demon clan Netherworld Ghost here. Can a few of us do it?"

A thin man wearing yellow leather armor and holding a dagger.

Walking next to a sturdy middle-aged man, he whispered in a low voice.

Carrying a long sword on his shoulder and holding an iron shield, a bearded middle-aged man with a Chinese character face walked at the front of the team.

Behind him, in addition to the thin man, there were four other members.

Looking at the weapons in the hands of those four people, one can recognize their occupations at a glance.

They are warrior, priest, magician and summoner.

"What are you afraid of! With Sister Ge here, these fifth-level demons are easy to capture, right? Sister Gwen? Hehe!"

The middle-aged man turned around and ran to a woman in small steps, rubbing his hands together and saying flatteringly.

The woman is wearing a blue robe and half a ghost face mask.

The tights worn under the robe showed off her curvy figure to the point of salivation.

"Everyone has some snacks. Our Senran Demon Hunting Group is not the only one who is also here. The Hanbi Demon Hunting Group is also here."

The woman held a staff and looked around with red eyes vigilantly.

Hearing that the Hanbi Demon Hunting Group had also arrived, the other five people showed solemn looks on their faces.

"Now it's time to have some fun. Those guys are famous for their dirty tricks. They never miss the prey they target."

A drop of sweat slipped down the skinny monkey's cheek, and he didn't know whether it was from fear or heat.

"Who!" the woman in blue robe shouted loudly!

(End of chapter)