Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

The God of Capture curled his lips, "You inherited your cleverness from your mother."

Lin Che was startled. This God of Capture actually knew his mother.

The God of Capture then said with a serious face, "You only have one choice now, cooperate with me, help me do things, and I will help you exempt your crimes."

"The God of Capture Hall is full of masters. Does the great Lord of Capture need help from an outsider like me?" Lin Che asked in confusion.

The God of Capture sighed quietly, "The God of Capture Hall does have a lot of manpower, but the water in the Yunxia Palace is far deeper than you think. Many relationships are linked to each other, and it is very troublesome to do things.

And your identity is special, and you have offended the queen to death. You don't need to worry about many things." The God of Capture narrowed his eyes.

Lin Che quickly reacted in his heart that the God of Capture was going to use him to do something that the God of Capture Hall was not convenient to do.

"I don't like being used as a gun." Lin Che said lightly.

"You have no choice." The God of Capture looked at Lin Che and said in a deep voice.

"It seems that Lord Capture God has me in his grasp." Lin Che smiled slightly.

The Capture God did not answer directly, but looked at a plaque hanging high in front of the hall with his hands behind his back: "The God of Capture Judges"

"Behind Qin Luoyi is the Qin family, the first family in Zhongzhou today. Her father is the head of the Qin family and the left prime minister of Yunxia - Qin Tianyuan. Qin Luoyi wants you dead, I'm afraid there are few people in the world who can protect you."

"I want to know why Qin Luoyi wanted to kill me as soon as I entered the Yunxia Palace."

Lin Che asked the question in her heart. If it was just because of the conflict between herself and Yun Yian, she would not risk sending people to the Heavenly Prison to kill herself.

The Capture God's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, "If I guess correctly, your father knew some of her secrets back then, and these secrets were enough to implicate the entire Qin family!

You are Chu Ming's son, and she is worried that you will dig up some old things." The Capture God analyzed.

"I see." Lin Che murmured, so what is the Queen's secret?

"Okay, I'm willing to cooperate with you." Lin Che said seriously.

He had a premonition in his heart that the answer he wanted to know was in the Queen and the Qin family!

The God of Capture nodded and handed a token to Lin Che.

"This is a secret order from the God of Capture Hall. Only I am qualified to issue it. It symbolizes your identity of performing special tasks for the God of Capture Hall. Now it can just be used as your golden medal of immunity from death."

"Thank you, Lord God of Capture." Lin Che said while playing with the token in his hand. The material of the token made him unpredictable, and he knew it was a high-end product at a glance.

"This treasure is naturally not taken for nothing. I see that you have good sword skills. You can help me guide the disciples of the God of Capture Hall in the next few days. When there is a special task, I will find you alone." . . .

The next day, in the courtyard of the God of Capture Hall, dozens of warriors of the God of Capture Hall were practicing swordsmanship in an orderly manner, while Lin Che was lying leisurely on a rocking chair, looking at a map with a straw in his mouth.

With the great God of Capture personally clearing Lin Che's sins, plus Lin Che was originally the flag bearer of the Zhengtian League, with outstanding achievements in the battle between good and evil, and with the recommendation of Princess Xiaoxiao and Prince Yun Feiye, it was not difficult for him to get a job under the operation of the God of Capture.

So since the secret talk with the God of Capture last night, Lin Che's identity has undergone a drastic reversal, from a prisoner to the chief swordsmanship instructor of the God of Capture Hall.

Of course, this is only his superficial identity.

The disciples of the God of Capture Hall are all martial arts geniuses, most of whom are descendants of royal families. They have enjoyed unique resources since childhood and are very powerful.

But now they are being taught swordsmanship by a teenager, and many people are naturally dissatisfied.

"Master Lin, we are not rookies who have just entered the martial arts. At least we are all at the Tianxuan Realm and the Huashen Realm. You let us practice these simplest sword styles?" A man said angrily, and his words were full of unremitting against Lin Che.

"You know you've been immersed in martial arts for many years, so how come you can't even practice the most basic sword style well?" Lin Che asked back, crossing his legs.

"How do you know I can't practice well? Have you ever competed with me in swordsmanship?" The man sneered.

"Oh? You want to compete with me in swordsmanship? Okay, I'll use the most basic moves. If you can beat me by a move or two, you can practice whatever you want, and you can be the chief instructor." Lin Che put down the map of the palace in his hand and said lightly.

As soon as this was said, everyone became interested. The most basic sword styles are just a few, which are the basic skills of swordsmanship, and the actual power is not very strong.

The man came to Lin Che with a sneer on his face, and pointed the long sword in his hand directly at Lin Che's face.

"Huarong has learned from you," the man said with a fist.

Lin Che took the straw from his mouth, injected a little spiritual power, and the straw went straight to Huarong.

"What are you doing?" Huarong looked at Lin Che holding a straw and asked in confusion.

"If I use a sword, it would be too much to bully you, so I'll use this straw." Lin Che said indifferently.

"You're too much!" Hua Rong shouted angrily. He was from a big family after all, but he didn't expect to be despised by a boy who was much younger than him.

He rushed forward with the long sword in his hand. As a disciple of a big family, Hua Rong's swordsmanship was indeed remarkable, and even had some essence in it.

But Lin Che didn't even bother to look at it. He dodged his long sword with a delicate flash of his body. At the same time, the straw in his hand cleverly touched a place, which was exactly where Hua Rong's right hand sword fell!

The straw touched the back of Hua Rong's hand, and the latter was immediately shocked. How could he know the change of his sword moves?

This is definitely a coincidence!

Hua Rong drew his sword again, this time with even more power, showing the sharp edge of the sword to the fullest, and the sword was aimed at Lin Che's face.

The latter still looked unconcerned, raised his head and leaned back, retreated and gave way, dodged Hua Rong's sword exactly, and in his unbelievable eyes, the straw hit his throat accurately.

"This..." Hua Rong said incredulously.

At this time, all the disciples present were dumbfounded, they had never seen such a powerful swordsmanship.

A straw, the most basic sword style, easily defeated Hua Rong.

Lin Che's swordsmanship crushed the people present by several levels, which presented such an outrageous scene.

"Who else wants to try?" Lin Che glanced at the people present.

After a short silence, a female disciple volunteered, "I want to."

Lin Che was slightly surprised. He was so strong, but there were still people who didn't accept it?

However, he soon understood what the female disciple meant. She was not dissatisfied, but wanted to practice with him to hone her swordsmanship.

It seems that this is also a person who is eager to learn swordsmanship.

The result was not unexpected. Lin Che tapped her forehead with straw in three moves. The latter showed a look of surprise in her eyes, but then turned into strong admiration.

"Master Lin Che, please accept me as your disciple!" The female disciple knelt on one knee and said excitedly.

"Master Lin Che, please accept me too." Everyone swarmed and said. . .

Late at night, Lin Che changed into a nightgown and quietly walked out of the Shenbu Hall.

During the swordsmanship practice with the disciples during the day, Lin Che couldn't help but think of Yu Shiqian who was still trapped in Tianzhu.

Thinking back to the years, Yu Shiqian practiced swordsmanship with him countless times. From a rookie who couldn't even practice the most basic sword style, he has become a swordsmanship god today. Yu Shiqian's help along the way has played a crucial role.

If there was no Yu Shiqian, there would definitely be no Lin Che today.

Now he just wanted to find the answer in his heart urgently, and then return to Tianzhu to rescue Yu Shiqian, and also have a break with Lin Tianran or Yunxia!

Lin Che used his position in the Shenbu Hall to know the map of the entire Yunxia Palace by heart, and even read the distribution and rotation rules of the guards in various places in the palace in detail.

And he got the news that Queen Qin Luoyi left the palace tonight and returned to the Qin family.

So tonight he would go to Luoxian Palace where the queen was, to see what secrets this woman who wanted to put him to death had?

Lin Che used a mental method in the Chaos Demonic Scripture that could completely hide his spiritual breath, and then disappeared in the dark night. . .