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Chapter 352: A Man Without a Surname(1/2)

Chapter 352

"I have seen the Protector Mei and the Seven Sword-holding Elders!"

Whether it was the disciples watching the battle from all directions or the people from Luojia Mountain, they seemed a little surprised to see such a large formation.

The guardian and the seven elders holding swords appeared at the same time for a battle.

After being shocked, he quickly bowed his head and bowed.

The Protector Mei nodded slightly, his eyes first glanced at Lin Yun, and then quickly fell on Ling Yan, who was unable to get up on the knees.

Seeing the holes that were as big as fists on his chest and the sword intent lingering on the wound, no matter how Ling Yan activates his true energy, he could never dispel it.

The messy sword intent was like nails inserted into his chest, which not only made him unable to get up, but it was so painful that it was even extremely difficult to speak.

With a slightly frown, the Plum Guardian waved his long sleeves, and a ray of the bright light condensed by his true energy escaped into Ling Yan's body.

Huh!

The sword intent suddenly dissipated, Ling Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up and said, "Thank you, Lord Protector."

But when I thought of something, a look of shame flashed across my face and I didn't dare to look up.

"Ling Yan, the sect has decided to grant you the quota, why do you still have to trouble Lin Yun? Just rashly disturbing the inner disciples to practice one is enough to punish you!"

The cold voice of the Protector Mei contained great majesty, which made Ling Yan feel as stressed as a mountain.

"I don't want this quota anymore, please punish the sect."

With one sword, he was defeated by Lin Yun. He had no face to ask for this place.

He came to fight fiercely, but ended up like this, humiliating so much that he almost wanted to die. Ling Yan just wanted to leave here quickly.

“Take it down.”

Protector Mei didn't talk nonsense to him. With a wave of his hand, he asked the law enforcement elder to take him down.

The focus of this trip was not him.

The eyes fell on Lin Yun again, and a faint smile appeared on the face of the Protector Mei, and he said softly: "Since Ling Yan has voluntarily withdrawn, then the last place in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, this Protector still promises you, Lin Yun, you

Are you willing to represent Lingxiao Jiange and enter the Demon Lotus Secret Realm to contribute to the sect?”

In the secret realm of Demon Lotus, in addition to the Demon Lotus Demon Pill, there are many treasures of heaven and earth, and even scattered inherited skills.

Just bringing out a few pieces can greatly increase the sect's heritage, and Jiange naturally has a demand for this.

Lin Yun didn't say anything, turned his head and looked at Senior Sister Xinyan, who nodded.

"Disciple Lin Yun, of course, will not insult Jiange's reputation."

He bowed and bowed, and Lin Yun responded in a deep voice.

Looking around, the Protector Mei smiled slightly: "All the elders holding the sword, do you have any objections?"

"Abide by the orders of the Protective Law."

"This matter is settled, no one can object to it."

Whoosh!

Guardian Mei and the seven elders holding swords came and went in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lin Yun was thinking, afraid that the Protector of Plum had noticed Ling Yan's actions long ago.

But for some unknown purpose, there was no stop.

But it’s right to think about it. As the leader of the four great guardians, how could there be anything in the Sword Pavilion that can hide from him?

"How long will you stay? This is the place of Luojia Mountain."

Xinyan looked cold and glanced at the disciples of the sect who had followed her before.

The people shivered, were startled, and quickly apologized and dispersed.

Then a disciple of Luojia Mountain came forward, whispered a few words beside Xinyan, and explained the previous incident roughly.

When Lin Yun talked about his sword, he pierced through Ling Yan's sword force, and Tang Tong, Ding Yan and others next to him all had a deep sense of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although I know Lin Yun

He has amazing strength and is likely to win, but he really can't think of defeating his subordinates in one move.

"I'll say a few words to my junior brother, you guys go and do it first."

Xinyan's face did not change and she whispered.

"Then we'll take it back first."

The few people turned around and left without delay. Soon, only Lin Yun and Xinyan were left in the dilapidated courtyard.

The atmosphere was a bit strange, and Lin Yun felt a little nervous. After all, he agreed to Senior Sister Xinyan.

But in the end, I couldn't help but draw the sword.

"Senior sister..."

"Don't talk."

Lin Yun was about to speak, Xinyan walked over slowly and stretched out a finger. A gentle and soft feeling of the wound that fell on his cheeks was slashed, and the wound was back at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the scar was not left behind.

This is the ability of Xinyan’s martial soul and the water of Taiyin.

"If the face is burned, it will be difficult to find girls in the future."

Seeing that the wound on Lin Yun’s face recovered, Xin Yan smiled. Lin Yun felt relieved when he saw this scene.

But as soon as he relaxed, Xinyan said with a straight face: "You guy, you can defeat him with one sword. Why don't you fight back? What should I do if I get hurt by him?"

"Because I promised my senior sister."

"Stupid, so what if you promise me? If you promise me, you can't let someone ride on your face. Humph, if it weren't for Ling Yan's miserable enough, I would have really learned a lesson."

Xinyan knocked on Lin Yun’s head, and anger flashed across her face. When she remembered Ling Yan’s actions, she still couldn’t relieve her anger.

But when I think of my stupid junior brother, I couldn't help laughing.

Lin Yun smiled and didn't answer.

If the senior sister knocks on his head, she will definitely not be angry and there is nothing to worry about.

"Your strength is probably not weaker than me now. You almost didn't go to the secret realm of Demon Lotus. Fortunately, the Mei Guardian returned the quota to you again. Seven Sword-holding Elders agreed, I'm afraid no one will be there again.

Have objections.”

A smile flashed on Xinyan's pretty face as beautiful as a rose, her eyes circulated, and she smiled and said, "If you really can't become the secret realm of Demon Lotus, will your younger brother hate me?"

"Won't."

Lin Yun said calmly: "Sister Xinyan still needs to listen to what she said."

"But my senior sister will hate me... Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

Xinyan narrowed her eyes slightly, smiled very happily, and took Lin Yun's hand and ran forward.

At first, the place I passed by was fine, but it was a little secluded. Under the autumn, the leaves on both sides of the quiet path were slightly yellow and slightly bleak.

But gradually, as we walked, we became more and more remote.

At the end, all the way to see is the sight of rocks, no plants and trees, and no vitality.

Not only that, even the spiritual energy in the air became much thinner.

The Feng Shui treasure land occupied by Lingxiao Jian Pavilion is surprising, and there is such a barren land.

Just as he was wondering, a lonely grave appeared in Lin Yun's vision.

The tombstone is vigorous and powerful, and the tomb of General Ye Yuhan of the Great Qin Empire is engraved.

"This is?"

"This is my father's grave."

A gentle smile flashed in Xinyan's eyes and she smiled and said, "Whenever I am happy or unhappy, I will come here and tell my father."

"But the person in this tomb seems to be surnamed Ye." Lin Yun said strangely.

"No wonder, my senior sister used to be Ye, but now she is just a person without a surname."

When Xinyan mentioned this, she had no joy or sorrow in her eyes, and seemed to be just a very ordinary thing in the story.

A person without a surname?

Lin Yun

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly realized... In this world, there really is no surname Xin.

The senior sister's real name is Ye Xinyan, and how could he be taken away for no reason?

As he knew, this was some kind of punishment, some kind of punishment received after committing a heinous crime.

For a moment, Lin Yun was a little surprised.

He never thought that there would be such a past for Senior Sister Xinyan, who always had a gentle smile on her face, was as beautiful as a flower, and had a graceful figure.
To be continued...
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