I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Today's poetry meeting was originally a choice made by Lin Anruo at the end of his life.

And just now, telling Gong Ziliang all the secrets of her physique was her last desperate attempt.

Unexpectedly, after she was sure that Gongziliang's character could be trusted, the result she got was that Xiefeng, whom she hoped to be the savior of the family, had fallen to the Xuanwu realm.

a bolt from the blue!

At this moment, Lin Anruo only felt that all this was God deliberately teasing her.

Endless despair grew in her heart, causing her pupils to lose focus and scatter.

"God? Hmph, if it wants to destroy your Lin family, you have to ask my young master Liang if he agrees!"

At this time.

A tyrannical voice came out of Young Master Liang's mouth, fell into Lin Anruo's ears, and immediately reverberated in her mind.

The slack pupils condensed again, but they fell behind Gong Ziliang.

The light that had just emerged quickly dimmed again.

According to the information she investigated earlier, Gong Ziliang's strength was only at the Xuanwu level.

Lin Anruo couldn't count the difference between this realm and the heavenly god realm.

Even though the young master Liang in front of him can surpass Yin Zhiping in terms of literary talent and martial arts at a young age.

But compared with the enemies the Lin family has to face, the gap is too big.

At this moment, her emotions calmed down a little, and after standing firm, she solemnly said: "An Ruo, thank you for your kindness."

"It's just the enemy of the Lin family, not Yin Zhiping and his like. An Ruo doesn't want to see the young master's moth throwing himself into the fire."

"So you should just pretend you haven't heard of the previous request."

Speaking of this, Lin Anruo took out a sachet from his bosom, and said: "In addition, this sachet was embroidered by An Ruo's mother. After the young master gets the token and goes to the Bifang Dynasty, if the Lin family is still there, you can take this sachet." Show it to my father, maybe it can help you get the token of the Bi Fang Dynasty."

"In addition, my son, please tell my father and mother a word for An Ruo, saying that An Ruo is not filial and will bring great disaster to the family..."

Before Lin Anruo could finish speaking, the tears gushing out again quickly wet the sachet, and the words turned into choked sobs.

"I don't have the habit of giving words to others, so you should tell the second elder yourself these words later."

Gong Ziliang shook his head, rejecting Lin Anruo's request.

But then he took the sachet into his hands from the air, looked it over, and said: "This sachet is quite suitable for my eyes, so I will accept it. As a matter of returning it to the Lin family, I will take it."

After Gong Ziliang finished speaking, without giving Lin Anruo a chance to react, he directly put the sachet with body temperature into the storage bag.

There are still more than ten days before the opening of the Monet Dynasty teleportation array.

As for the system in Gong Ziliang's body, the progress of restarting is only less than 50%.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously impossible for Gong Ziliang to recover his strength in just ten days.

However, with Xing Feng around, relying on the contents of the storage bag, it is still possible to restore Xing Feng to his peak strength in a short time.

Gong Ziliang didn't explain too much about these situations.

And Lin Anruo could only show a wry smile when he saw Young Master Liang put away the sachet, and didn't say anything else.

"Okay, during this time, don't think about it, everything is on me."

Young Master Liang Da Bao Dalan finished speaking, touched his chin, and said: "But there is one more thing in front of me, the boy surnamed Yin has stumbled here, he will definitely not let it go, it seems that he has to go for a while trip."

As Yin Zhiping's status as the son of the Duke of Zhenguo in the Pingjiang Dynasty, his status is so prominent, Gong Ziliang would not think that the little lesson he gave before can make him tidy up.

"Young Master, you don't have to worry about Shizi Yin's matter. An Ruo can ask someone to write a book right away and give it to brother Tianchen."

"If he comes forward, he will definitely be able to persuade Yin Shizi to turn hostility into friendship."

Lin Anruo opened his mouth at this moment, and after speaking confidently, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and quickly explained: "Anruo and Brother Tianchen are just friends through literature, and have no other relationship..."

Lin Anruo had a shy face, her winking eyes were like silk, and there was obvious eagerness in her explanation.

Hearing this, Gong Ziliang couldn't help calling in his heart: "Good guy".

The news I heard from Chen Pingan before.

Mo Tianchen, also known as "Brother Tianchen" in Lin Anruo's mouth, was bewildered by her.

Now under house arrest in the deep palace, there is a possibility of losing the crown prince at any time.

This kind of licking dog who can even throw away the throne of the country, but in Lin Anruo's mouth, is it just a pen pal?

In this regard, Gong Ziliang can only say that every licking dog who licks to nothing in the end is not worthy of sympathy.

Compared with Mo Tianchen and Yin Zhiping, Gong Ziliang suddenly felt that the future of the Primordial Dynasty would not be too bright if it could have a prince like Qin Yu.

Suddenly, several auras broke into Gong Ziliang's perception, he frowned, and asked, "Brother Tianchen, where are you now?"

Lin Anruo didn't know why, but he replied honestly: "At this time, I should still be in the capital."

"Well, it should be too late."

Gong Ziliang nodded and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, a cold voice sounded from outside the attic:

"Young Master Liang, Lin Anruo, get out of here quickly!"

Lin Anruo immediately recognized that the voice came from Yin Zhiping who left in despair.

With flustered eyes, he subconsciously looked at Gong Ziliang.

Young Master Liang has a normal complexion, but his spiritual thoughts are outside.

In the induction, several auras of the True Martial Realm and nearly twenty Xuanwu Realm-level auras had already surrounded the Qinfang from the outside.

And at this time.

Outside the attic, Yin Zhiping was full of arrogance, ignoring the passers-by gathered in all directions, his nostrils almost reaching to the sky.

Behind him, a grey-robed old man stood tall and imposing. Passers-by would feel a tingle in their eyes if they took a few more glances, and quickly looked away.

Previously, he suffered a crushing defeat in the hands of Gong Ziliang. He didn't get Lin Anruo out of the way, and he also tarnished his literary name, which brought down the prestige of his Zhen Guo Gongfu.

After returning, he immediately mobilized the manpower he brought, and came back to kill.

"Ah, isn't that the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo in the Pingjiang Dynasty? Why did you bring people to surround the piano workshop?"

"You don't know this? Didn't Shizi Yin come to participate in Lin Yao... everyone's poetry meeting today, and he was tortured miserably in the end."

"So, Shizi Yin has found his way back?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, didn't you see that Yin Shizi invited all the old people with disabilities in Zhen Guogong's mansion? That is a powerful and strong man in the late stage of Zhenwu. If he hears it, it will not be as good as us."

Among the audience, there are many who know the process of the previous poetry meeting.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

The situation of Yin Zhiping's deflation at the poetry meeting was quickly spread.