Infinite Throne

   Chapter 818 East Coast

   The eldest princess Xia Xiaoman watched helplessly, and the treasure that she had covered for half a month, and she was covered, fell into Yi Rin's hands, and the whole person was stunned.

   Yi Rin started his hands, fast, accurate, ruthless, fast, hot, Xia Xiaoman couldn't react.

Then,

   She stared blankly at the young man's face, which first showed shock, then frowned, and then, when the young man smashed the emperor's jade seal into the ground, Xia Xiaoman stopped in Bengbu and cried.

   "Woooooo...you bully people."

   "Uuuuu... You return the jade seal to me!"

   "woohoo, my hair..."

   "Woooooooooooo...I asked the emperor to get up and shark you..."

   cried till the end, Xia Xiaoman was incoherent, and even said the words "Father and Emperor got up".

  Irin's mood is complicated at this moment.

   The complicated reason is not because Xia Xiaoman is crying.

   It's...a dignified legend-level item, just like this, the eldest princess, covered her arms in her arms for half a month?

   This is a legendary item!

   When Irin touched the dark green jade seal, a familiar attribute reappeared in front of her eyes.

   What Yi Rin didn't expect was that one of the "seven keys" he was looking for suddenly appeared in front of him.

   After thinking for a while, Yi Rin threw the [Human Emperor Seal] back into Xia Xiaoman's hands.

   He just smashed the [Human Emperor Seal] into the soil, not to despise the royal family, but to try this so-called "legendary-level" item, what kind of power it has.

   Suppressing Jiangshan... He has Jiangshan under his feet, but why can't he be restrained?

   It seems that it should be related to the "limitation" of legendary items.

   "Is it exclusive to the Emperor?"

   The non-human emperor cannot exert the true power of legendary items.

   The Emperor's Seal was lost and found, and Xia Xiaoman instantly stopped crying.

   She glared at Yi Rin, carefully rewrapped the Imperial Seal, and with a sad face, picked up the scattered long hair from the ground.

   That is her youth and consciousness.

   How dare you say that if you lose it, you will lose it?

  The concept of this era is not so open.

  The skin of the body is affected by the parents. For them, the hair is also a part of the body. If you say cutting off a little bit, it is similar to cutting a nail. But shaving all the hair would be equivalent to amputation of fingers and limbs, which is really absurd.

   Ordinary people think like this, not to mention the imperial family.

   Yi Rin watched Xia Xiaoman chewing with tears in his eyes, stubbornly re-wrapping the hair on the ground together with the Emperor's Seal, inexplicably felt that this little girl was quite pitiful.

He patted the unnecessary dust on his body, stood up, and gave a reasonable explanation for Meng Lang's actions just now: "Look, you have no strength, you only want to depend on others, you can't control anything. You run away hastily. Going to King Zhennan's site to ask for help, maybe you haven't said your request yet, and you don't even know that you were sold."

  Xia Xiaoman glared at Yi Rin with hatred in his heart, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"Besides, don't you think your thoughts are too naive?" Yi Rin was merciless and said to his heart: "You said that King Zhennan was a big player who was qualified to compete for the throne in the past, you really think he has arrived in Nanman. If you are a local emperor, you can be grateful? Don’t forget what kind of **** Nanman was in those days, with hot climate, swamps everywhere, crops not growing, and poisonous insects rampant. If I were the king of Zhennan, you would have been thirteen years ago. When Dad died, he took the burden and rebelled. Hey, it's quite a dog to be able to endure until now and not have a flare-up."

   After this episode, Xia Xiaoman obediently followed Yi Rin and went down the mountain.

   She didn't know if she really figured it out, or she was just **** off, except that she didn't mention the matter of letting Yi Rin take her back to Qingdu.

   In short, Xia Xiaoman said nothing on the way down the mountain, and it was rare to find peace.

   This is the effect of tuning.

  Irin was secretly proud.

  Although Xia Xiaoman stared at his back, his back was a little stuck, but it wasn't a big problem.

   Walking out of the mountains of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, it is a plain.

  The plains are mostly scattered fishing villages. The residents here have lived by sea fishing for generations.

  The fish that cannot be eaten, the villagers will pickle them into dried fish and the like, as well as make crude sea salt, and go to the market on the other side of the Dongzhou Mountain to exchange for daily necessities.

   There were people coming and going in the fishing village, all of them with tanned skin and simple and honest temperament. Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman were obviously not locals who came to ask for directions. They all answered them one by one without delay.

   While feeling the simplicity of the folk customs, Yi Rin quickly identified the direction and hurried to the beach.

   When there were about four or five days left, Yi Rin spent some money to change a horse in the fishing village near the mountain, and the two rode together.

   Seeing that Yi Rin only changed one horse but not two, Xia Xiaoman pouted and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say more, and sat obediently behind the horse.

  The horses of this era, except for war horses, most of the horses for civilian use cannot be equipped with saddles, which are high-end goods, and ordinary people can't afford them at all. And riding a horse without a saddle, who knows what it feels like to ride, Yi Rin knows that he can't stand it, so he took a blanket and put it under his buttocks, which finally felt a lot more comfortable. But Xia Xiaoman, who was sitting in the back, was not so comfortable. Every time Ma walked to a bumpy place, her thin body was suddenly raised up and down, and the pain was so painful that Her Royal Highness the Princess grinned. Come on, it's not uncomfortable.

   But she didn't have any seizures, so she endured it all the way, just didn't talk to the god-killed Lin Yi.

I will not say!

   Don't say anything if you kill me!

  Xia Xiaoman can't compete with Yi Rin in strength, but he can't lose in morals, right?

   She apparently had **** with Yi Rinmao.

   That's it, walk and walk.

   Horse Hongchen traveled from the southern part of Dongsheng Shenzhou to the East China Sea. In the end, only Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman were left.

  Xia Xiaoman didn't take the initiative to speak, Yi Rin shook the reins and would find something to talk about from time to time, which was a relief.

  Xia Xiaoman is not as generous as Yi Rin, disregarding previous grudges.

   No matter what Yilin asked, she turned her head away and said nothing other than screaming in pain.

   Her **** is about to bloom, how can she have time to return to Yilin's bullshit?

finally.

  Two days later, the two of them swayed immediately and arrived at the beach.

   Looking from a distance, a mile away, there are several simple bungalows sitting randomly, with country roads interspersed among them.

  Irin was riding on the horse, suddenly frowning, and in the oncoming stench of the salty sea, there was an unpleasant smell of blood.

   This **** smell, let alone Yilin, even Xia Xiaoman smelled it.

She just wanted to remind her aloud, but when she remembered the agreement she had made with herself, "Whoever speaks to the other party first will lose", she covered her mouth, sternly, patted Yi Rin on the shoulder, and turned her head when the other party turned around. Shi pointed to his nose again, using this action to remind Irin to be careful.

  Irin smiled, didn't take it to heart, and moved on.

   Hundreds of steps away from the fishing village, Yilin looked into the distance and found a graceful and graceful woman standing on the roof, her robes moving with the wind, her plain face like frost, and her murderous aura was hidden.

  At the entrance of the village road, a white-clothed guest brought a table from nowhere, sipping tea indifferently, and came here like a spontaneity.

   is Jiannanchun and Chaorushuang.

   Yi Rin stretched his neck and shrank back again. Originally, his hands were itchy after a few days of idleness. Yi Rin wanted to touch something, but he didn't expect them. Suddenly, Yi Rin felt a little dull.

  Irin actually thought about it on the way, why since the people from Tianjianmen appeared, they have not been attacked again. It turned out that the group of desperadoes came to the East China Sea in advance and waited, waiting for the rabbits. Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang naturally anticipated this incident, and cleared the obstacles ahead of time at the finish line.

   Sure enough, this is the real world, far from the plot in the classical novels.

   Jian Nanchun first saw Yi Rin but not Master Withered Leaf, and accidentally choked on the tea. But when he saw the eldest princess behind Yi Rin, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped forward and took advantage of Yilin's time to dismount, and asked, "Why are you the only one left, Master Withered Leaf?"

   "When he arrived at Dongzhou Mountain, he accepted a precious apprentice and went back to Heian Temple first."

   "So it is." When Jian Nanchun heard this, it wasn't that something unexpected happened, and he felt better. Otherwise, Zen Master Kuye of Heian Temple lost his life because of this incident, wouldn't it be considered that Tianjianmen owed Buddhism a favor?

   This kind of favor is hard to repay.

   "Not bad, good, good."

  Jian Nanchun patted Yi Rin on the shoulder. He now knew that Yi Rin had taught himself "little skills", so he was not shy about it.

   "Hey, don't forget our 'promise', brother."

   Yi Rin squinted and looked at Jian Nanchun, she spoke very quietly before, and finally Yi Rin deliberately put emphasis on the word "Senior Brother".

  Jian Nanchun shrank his neck and glanced at the roof where his junior sister was standing subconsciously. When he saw that the other party didn't care about the movement here at all, Jian Nanchun's face turned straight and he coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Everything follows fate and fate."

   (end of this chapter)