Infinity Throne

The world is busy and crowded.

From time to time, Jian Nanchun wore the name of Tianjian Sect and walked in the world. He saw too many, too many, too many people of all kinds.

He shouldn't have had an impression of two children he passed by just a week later.

But that day,

that street,

In that rain,

That punch,

It left a deep impression on Jian Nanchun.

So much so that whenever it rains heavily, he will recall the fear of the eggs being destroyed and people being killed.

After he recognized Yi Lin,

I subconsciously crossed my legs.

Even though the pain between my legs is gone now,

But somehow, looking at this innocent face, he felt a faint pain there.

"why you?"

Jian Nanchun was in a bad mood and asked with a straight face.

After recognizing Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun raised Wang Xiaohu in his hand a few centimeters. By the way, he also recognized Wang Xiaohu.

It turned out to be these two boys.

After thinking about it carefully, Jian Nanchun felt that something was wrong.

It was a chance encounter, but now we meet, why does it feel more like a conspiracy theory?

Yi Lin lowered his head and replied in a calm tone: "If I say it's a coincidence, the Immortal won't believe it."

Jian Nanchun was about to ask.

The iceberg beauty who was called "junior sister" by Jian Nanchun, with a pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows frowning slightly, asked in a cold voice with an emotionless voice that made people feel uneasy as if they had bone spurs growing on their butt: "Daqan" Where is the eldest princess?"

Jian Nanchun's attention instantly shifted away from the origins of Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu. Facing the junior sister's question, Jian Nanchun replied calmly: "Jian Nanchun, don't worry, senior brother will take action, you don't need to worry about the safety of Princess Daqian." .”

"lead the way."

From the beginning to the end, the junior sister did not even look at Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu.

"What about them?"

Jian Nanchun shook Wang Xiaohu in his hand.

"what ever."

The junior sister was obviously angry.

Jian Nanchun imagined the junior sister's emotions from her expression, tone, and eyes.

Immediately, Jian Nanchun thought for a moment. He couldn't just let the two of them go before asking questions, so he picked up one in each hand and flew towards the Golden Temple in a gust of wind.

Senior Sister Bingshan followed closely behind. Before she took off on the spot, Yi Lin noticed that the woman raised her hand slightly, and a gust of wind blew by. The fire that was blown up in the woods was extinguished at once, avoiding a fire. Tragic wildfires.

"Is this the ability of high-level monks?"

Yi Lin remained silent, pretending to be a good child, and was held in Jian Nanchun's hand. But he was secretly observing the two of them and pondering their personalities.

Now he has successfully established a connection with Tianjian Sect. Whether this connection is good or bad, Yi Lin cannot tell at this moment. But they finally hooked up, right? This was a good start, and Yi Lin decided to play it by ear and wait and see.

"How did you get caught?"

Yi Lin was held up by his collar, and he simply took a ride on the "Jian Nanchun". Feeling at ease, he folded his hands and chatted with Wang Xiaohu next to him.

"Brother Lin, aren't I thinking about going on a heroic journey to save people?"

Wang Xiaohu failed to act when he first came out of the world, and his frustration was written all over his face.

Acting chivalrously?

Yi Lin was stunned.

What else was he thinking of asking? Jian Nanchun and Junior Sister Bingshan flew to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. Jian Nanchun casually threw the two of them aside, leaving behind a sentence: "You can stay here in peace while Junior Sister and I enter the temple." , wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

Jian Nanchun glanced at Yi Lin, with neither joy nor sadness on his face, and turned to lead his junior sister to find the princess.

In his mind, business matters were of course more important.

As for Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu, they can't cause any trouble, so they should be left aside for now.

Inside the Golden Temple, there were corpses everywhere, and the smell of blood entered their noses along with the mountain wind.

After Jian Nanchun and the two men half-walked and half-walked, and entered the Golden Temple with full force, Yi Lin calmly asked Wang Xiaohu, and finally understood the cause and effect of the whole incident.

turn out to be.

From that day on, Wang Xiaohu followed Yi Lin's command and stayed in the grass, watching the changes.

But he didn't understand the actual situation at all, and he didn't know that there were other people living in the grass. He worked hard for two days and two nights, but nothing happened.

Wang Xiaohu didn't even bring dry food or fresh water in his luggage.

He was hungry for two days, and when he was thirsty, he sucked the dew on the leaves, which surprisingly kept Wang Xiaohu alive.

Just now, shortly after nightfall, Wang Xiaohu finally couldn't bear it anymore, but he didn't know where Yi Lin was, so he swung his legs dizzily and climbed up towards the Golden Temple.

It's a shame that Wang Xiaohu has been strong and talented since he was a child. Even after being hungry for two days, he was forced to hold his breath and climb up the mountain alive.

After working hard to climb to the entrance of the Golden Temple, Wang Xiaohu finally stopped in Bengbu. He rolled his eyes and fainted from hunger.

Several monks were patrolling at the gate of the Golden Temple, and they found Wang Xiaohu lying on the roadside due to hunger. The monk was compassionate and carried Wang Xiaohu into the temple, fed him food and fresh water, and brought Wang Xiaohu back to life.

The monk from Heian Temple knew what he was doing and knew that he was under siege. Among the monks of Ping'an Temple, one of the most virtuous and respected monks came to interrogate him, but he somehow fell in love with Wang Xiaohu and advised Wang Xiaohu: "The world of mortals is a sea of ​​suffering, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. You can only take refuge in my Buddhist teachings." "You can be liberated." The implication is that he wants to persuade Wang Xiaohu to become a monk, become a monk with honor, and become a monk who does not take advantage of human nature.

Later, while Wang Xiaohu righteously rejected the eminent monk's hard work and good intentions, he directly knocked and imitated Yi Lin's throwing stones to ask for directions, and asked about the current predicament of Heian Temple. Wang Xiaohu, who was grateful to the monks for their kindness, felt heroic and decided to help the monks tide over the difficulties.

A few hours later, a scene of hundreds of people attacking the mountain took place.

Wang Xiaohu used the grenades given by Yi Lin to explode everywhere, and combined with the Buddhist skills of the monks, he actually cut a bloody path.

But Wang Xiaohu is an ordinary person after all. In this chaotic situation, it is difficult to have the final say. The monks of Ping'an Temple died and were injured in the chaos, which was terrible.

Then, Jian Nanchun came on the scene and easily controlled the situation, and the offender died under the sword in a snap.

"Brother Lin, this is the whole thing."

Wang Xiaohu still felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about the deaths of those monks. Even after he was out of danger, he shook his head and sighed, but there was still no sign of relief on his face.

He finally experienced for himself what Uncle Niu said in the story, "The rivers and lakes are dangerous and the sword has no eyes."

Listening to the story narrated by Wang Xiaohu himself, Yi Lin felt like she was listening to a story.

Ah this?

How could Wang Xiaohu's experience in the past three days be so touching and soul-stirring?

If placed elsewhere, wouldn’t it be a proper protagonist-level experience?

It seems a bit outrageous.

But Yi Lin also figured out why Voldemort, who had planned to attack the Golden Temple, suddenly couldn't stand still and took action one after another.

It turned out that it was because of Wang Xiaohu.

They squatted for three days and were already in a stage of mutual vigilance. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaohu broke the rules and rushed forward alone. This, of course, made them unable to squat any longer, so they launched a general attack in unison. And in the midst of mutual suspicion, one side suspected that the other side did not follow the rules, and the other side suspected that the other side did not follow the martial ethics, which eventually evolved into a situation of fighting against each other.

Yi Lin really wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

at this time.

The sound of footsteps came from the temple. Yi Lin suddenly stopped talking to Wang Xiaohu and turned her eyes to the direction where the footsteps came from.

I saw Jian Nanchun and Junior Sister Bingshan coming out.

The two of them walked side by side, their clothes fluttering, and they looked a bit like a Taoist couple.

And right behind them, there was an old monk, with a gleam on his bald forehead. Only the empty socket of his left eye was left, and blood was still flowing out. As he walked, he was looking casually into his own eye. Wrap gauze around the eye wound.

Next to the old monk, there was a fair young monk who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had delicate features, red lips, and white teeth. However, he did not have the ring scar on his forehead like ordinary monks. He looked a bit nondescript. In the hands of the young monk, he held a brocade bag tightly. Everyone could see that this bag was very important to him.

As soon as he saw the old monk coming out, Wang Xiaohu first subconsciously shrank behind Yi Lin, then reacted, took the initiative to meet him, and asked with concern: "Master Kuye, are your eyes okay?"

When Wang Xiaohu came up to greet him.

Yi Lin's eyes fell on the face of the young monk next to Master Kuye.

While Yi Lin was looking at the little monk, the little monk also noticed Yi Lin's gaze and looked at Yi Lin.