Infinity Throne

Yi Lin was speechless for a while listening to the movement inside, then smiled with relief and stepped into the senior citizen activity center.

Xia Ruxue held her senior brother's hand tightly, and the two of them joined hands and refused to let go even if they beat him to death.

Yi Lin didn't want to be so high-profile, but for some reason, he didn't want to offend his junior sister, so he let her go.

The atmosphere in the hospital was lively.

An advanced fighting game machine was placed in the center of the yard.

The courtyard is full of flowers and plants, and the greenery is pleasant.

On the fighting game console, the name of the game is written "Battle of Humans and Monsters".

The meaning is not that complicated.

It is the war between "humans" and "demon".

A little old man wearing a brown cotton-padded jacket squatted on a small bench with his legs dancing in the wind.

The character he manipulates is a "stick guy".

Fighting against "Brother Stick" is a black dog demon.

On the screen, Brother Stick swung the stick out of the Huhuhuanhua, and pressed the black dog man to the edge of the screen to beat him violently.

The black dog man first deceived the opponent's energy, but Brother Stick seemed to have predicted the opponent's prediction. He canceled the skill and swung back, and then used the opportunity to perform a dominating floating skill, knocking the black dog demon into a stiff state.

The player who controls the "Black Dog Demon"...coincidentally, is an old man with a white beard who looks like a dog.

A corner of the yard.

A cool white-haired old man with wrinkles on his face, holding a broom in his arms, posing in a lonely and defeated posture, whether he was meditating or dozing off.

When Yi Lin and Xia Ruxue entered hand in hand, the sweeper suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling like lightning.

Yi Lin observed everyone in the courtyard.

He found that in another corner, there was a piece of "shit" basking in the sun in broad daylight.

Ah no.

Look carefully, it turns out it's not that thing.

Instead, it was a creature that looked like a snake, coiling upwards in circles, with horns on its head and forehead, and it was snoring.

Except for the snake.

There are also many old demons sitting in a row in the yard in wheelchairs, basking in the warm sun and bragging to each other.

"time to eat!"

A beautiful middle-aged woman, wearing a fiery red dress and apron, held a huge plate about two meters long and wide above her head with one hand.

"boom!"

The beautiful woman shouted to the row of old demons in wheelchairs, and threw the huge plate gently. The plate fell to the ground without making much noise.

There are portions of food on the big plate, including rice, vegetables, and minced meat, all colorful and colorful. You can tell at a glance that the combination is very balanced.

Yi Lin suddenly felt nervous.

The two entered the moment.

suddenly,

All sounds fell silent.

Including the bad old guys who are playing fighting games,

Including the old men who were watching and shouting,

Including the old man sweeping the floor,

Including the old monsters in wheelchairs,

including the snake,

And the beautiful middle-aged woman who delivered the food.

All the old people's breathing suddenly stopped.

They all agreed, and their eyes fell on Yi Lin's face.

"Click!"

Someone fell out of a wheelchair.

The old man pushed hard and accidentally pulled out the rocker.

The bad old man who was fighting against the old dog was trembling all over and ran towards Yi Lin tremblingly from his stool.

The old man sweeping the floor raised his broom with a sullen face and made a gesture of "I have a sword pointing at the sky."

After a moment of confusion, the beautiful middle-aged woman in an apron said

She ran slowly for two steps at first, then faster and faster, and finally like a gust of wind.

She suddenly hugged Yi Lin into her arms.

Yi Lin stiffened, but soon softened.

The beautiful woman cried with joy and whispered in Yi Lin's ear: "Welcome back,"

"My son..."

All the old people rushed towards Yi Lin.

Xia Ruxue smiled and ducked a few meters away.

She let Yi Lin be surrounded by the old people in the center, with tears shining in the corners of her eyes.

She had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

No matter how many years have passed, no matter whether we are old or not, it will be good for you to come back.

"Bastard Junior Brother! Don't die easily next time!"

Jian Nanchun became the number one player in fighting games at the senior citizen activity center.

He had just finished torturing the bull head, and then he had finished torturing the dog brother.

This wave is a double happiness!

He patted Yi Rin's shoulder hard and laughed heartily.

Yi Lin seated the old men in front of her one by one.

This bad old man who likes to play fighting games is Jian Nanchun.

The one with the dog's head on his neck is Xuanci.

Butter with horns on its head.

By the way, the broken horns of the butter have grown completely, but the color is dull and the price has dropped a lot.

The person sweeping the floor next to him is Nie Shanhe.

Among the older generation of Tianjian Sect, there are only a few people who can survive to this day.

The Hua Niang has changed from a beautiful young woman to a middle-aged aunt who still retains her charm. However, even so, the Hua Niang has also become a flower in the elderly activity center.

The snake nestled in the corner was actually Gu Zhu, one of the three leaders of the demon clan back then.

His body possesses the bloodline of the ancient demonic beast, the Candle Dragon.

But even with such a powerful bloodline, today when his spiritual energy is exhausted, he can no longer maintain his transformation, and can only show others this old posture.

"Tonight! We're going to have a big dinner!"

"Flower girl, we want to have a big dinner!"

“Feast, feast, feast!”

"We want to eat meat! All meat!"

“It’s just a vegetarian dish, it’s okay for me, Nie Shanhe, not to eat it!”

A group of old men shouted and cheered.

Hua Niang rubbed her eyes and agreed: "Yes, I guess I can't escape this time. I say, President Lin, you have to have some food delivered another day. These old men have bigger appetites than anyone else. Again. If we continue to live frugally, they are bound to rebel one by one."

From time to time, Xia Ruxue's eyes drifted towards Yi Lin, who was surrounded by a group of old men, and she was a little overwhelmed. He replied: "I know...Mom."

The flower girl was stunned.

The senior citizen activity center suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The flower girl suddenly smiled like a bad old woman who picked up a wife for nothing.

"Oh~~"

Jian Nanchun understood instantly and screamed strangely: "Together! Together! Together!"

The other old men didn't react at first.

But the old people here are used to being bored and like to make noises.

"Together!"

"Together!"

"Together!"

The atmosphere was joyful for a time.

"That's enough! Senior brother, Brother Dog, Brother Cow, go ahead and do what you are supposed to do! If you continue to make noises, you will have to eat vegetarian food for a month starting from tomorrow!"

Xia Ruxue couldn't help but waved her hand and pretended to be angry. At this moment, she showed off her domineering female CEO style.

"By the way, where is Lao Chen?"

Yi Lin looked around and saw faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

But he didn't find Lao Chen.

Since Chen Bei's tombstone is not at the old site of Lin's house, it means that Chen Bei is still alive. Yi Lin grabbed Jian Nanchun and asked.

By the way, this embarrassing topic was changed.

"Old Chen..."

When Yi Lin mentioned this name.

The smile on Jian Nanchun's face froze.

Yi Lin saw the expression on Jian Nanchun's face, and the joy in her heart was instantly diluted: "I... am late?"

Jian Nanchun scratched the bare Mediterranean on his head and sighed: "It's not too late, forget it... I'll take you to see Senior Chen."

Xia Ruxue nodded and followed.

The rest of the old people happily followed the flower girl and happily prepared the ingredients for tonight's dinner.

On weekdays, this kind of feast is a treat that can only be enjoyed during festivals or someone's birthday that is hundreds of years old.

Today is different.

That man, he's back!

The senior activity center has three floors.

Yi Lin, Xia Ruxue, and Jian Nanchun took the elevator to the third floor.

Bright corridors, whitewashed walls, and the faint smell of disinfectant lingering in the air.

At the end of the corridor, there is a ward.

The windows in the ward were open for ventilation, and the breeze blew the curtains, stirring the golden sunlight and swaying in the ward.

A skinny old man, with his eyes closed, was lying on a clean and tidy hospital bed. Potions of varying sizes hung on the infusion pole next to the hospital bed.

As soon as Yi Lin stepped into the ward, she noticed that there seemed to be a very crude spirit gathering array set up in the ward.

The formation eyes and formation flags used to set up the formation were several magic weapons that had almost lost their effectiveness, as well as varying amounts of "spiritual scum".

The effectiveness of the Spirit Gathering Array is of equal or no importance, and it is obvious that the comforting effect is greater than the actual effect.

"Lao Chen..."

Yi Lin frowned.

He recognized Lao Chen.

He has lost a lot of weight, has aged a lot, and no longer looks like he once did.

Beside Lao Chen, an old woman with a wrinkled face accompanied him quietly.

When Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue walked into the ward.

The old woman raised her head. There was an eye-catching light red claw-shaped birthmark on the right side of her forehead.

The moment the old woman saw Yi Lin's face clearly, she was slightly stunned.

Then he smiled.

"No wonder it's so lively outside. I was wondering what happy event had happened. It turns out that you are back... Lin Yi."

Yi Lin did not recognize this old woman.

But that gentle smile made Yi Lin quickly connect the old woman in front of her with a certain mentor in her memory.

"Sir?"

Shi Huayan smiled and nodded, his eyes fell on the old and withered face of Lao Chen on the hospital bed again, and he murmured in a low voice: "If he knew that you were back, he would be as happy as a child."