"You should thank me. If His Highness really takes action, will this kid still be alive?"

Bai Lixuan's expression remained unchanged as he sheathed his sword.

Qin Yu raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Xin Yan, and said softly: "We don't have much time to prepare for the wedding. I'll leave first."

The rest of Bai Lixuan stood side by side and left straight away.

After the two of them walked away, the atmosphere seemed very dull. Mo Cheng said, "Senior sister, did you really agree to marry him?"

Xinyan closed her eyes and nodded silently.

Everyone in Luojia Mountain suddenly looked gloomy, unable to understand.

"Go to Elder Luo and tell him that I want to see Protector Mei."

When Xinyan opened her eyes, her expression had returned to calm, but her eyes had no color.

Chen Xuanjun sighed heavily in his heart, feeling as if something was stuck in his heart. There must be a hidden secret in this matter.

Nine days later.

After thinking about it on the cliff, Protector Mei appeared in front of Lin Yun with a sword box and a storage bag.

"You're welcome and safe."

Protector Mei looked calm and could not see many clues.

Lin Yun glanced at the sword box and storage bag, feeling surprised and thought to himself, "Is something wrong?"

"It's a good thing for you. Han Yang, the 11th-ranked thief on the empire's thief list, appears in Louyuan County. If you can kill him, the power of Zhuangjian Pavilion will eliminate the need to imprison him in Siguo Cliff."

Protector Mei expressed his intention.

Thief Han Yang?

Lin Yun frowned slightly. He had heard of this name before. Disciples and deacons from various major sects had records of their deaths at his hands. He was a prolific murderer, committed numerous serious crimes, and had disappeared for many years.

The most important thing is that this person reached the tenth level of Xuanwu many years ago, and now he may have been promoted to the Purple Mansion.

No matter how bad it is, it's still half a step to Zifu's cultivation level.

Lin Yun said softly: "The sect really thinks highly of me, allowing a sinner of the eighth level of Xuanwu to bear such a heavy responsibility."

Protector Mei did not comment, and said: "Dozens of disciples from our Jiangge died tragically at his hands. His methods were very cruel, and we have a blood feud with Jiange. If you can kill this person, I can immediately let you regain your freedom. Seven

The sword-wielding elder would not object."

Lin Yun was silent, this sudden task caught him off guard.

Although he had already guessed that the sect would not really lock him up for two years, it still made him feel a little puzzled.

There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he looked at Protector Mei.

But there was no clue on the other party's face.

"If you don't want to, I won't force it. In about forty days, the Dragon Gate Competition will begin. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait for another three years."

Protector Mei was calm and waited for Lin Yun's answer.

Are there only forty days left?

Time passed so quickly, Lin Yun sighed in his heart, the Dragon Gate Competition was coming after all.

With a glance, his eyes fell on the sword box. Looking at the familiar patterns on the ancient sword box, Lin Yun felt a little strange.

"I promise you! Before the Dragon Gate Competition, I will return to the sect with the head of the thief Han Yang."

Lin Yun no longer hesitated and responded in a deep voice: "But before I leave the sect, I want to meet my senior sister."

These days, he has been in a daze and uneasy, always feeling that something is going to happen.

"Xinyan doesn't want to see you. This is what she said to me personally."

Protector Mei said with no expression on her face.

Don't want to see me?
Chapter completed!