Not to mention that the pro Wei camp, from Python down, all worship him as a God. Whoever enters such a group will only be assimilated, otherwise it will be as eye-catching as fireflies in the night, and it will be difficult to move at all.

More importantly, having experienced the baptism of the world will of the new world, that kind of collective tacit understanding and sense of belonging has long been deeply rooted, and has become the most important spiritual pillar of every Pro guard camp member.

If others join in, they will not fit in unless they are completely integrated into the collective.

Once integrated, it will become Lin Yi's most loyal diehard like other members of the pro Wei camp, and will never do anything that is not conducive to Lin Yi.

Qin Qing, as the successor of the Qin family, is happy to see his success from the standpoint of Lin Yi if he takes the initiative to join.

The question is, can Qin Qing endure this pain?

The core factor for the pro defense camp to rise rapidly in such a short time is, of course, the addition of the will of the new world, but on the other hand, it is also because these people are tough enough to themselves.

Their daily training alone is enough to embarrass the top elite in the whole sea area. For other cultivators at the same level, it can be called a devil's training volume. At most, it can only be regarded as a warm-up exercise in Lin Yi Pro Wei camp.

Such a terrible amount of training, even Lin Yi's eyelids jump when he sees it. If there is no collective sense of belonging blessed by the will of the world, no normal person can stick to it.

If Qin Qing joins in at this time, the outcome can be imagined.

The old grandmother of the Qin family didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, and she still insisted, "how can we become successful without suffering? If he can't even endure this hardship, he is not worthy to shoulder the burden of my Qin family. I just want to ask Wang Chengquan near the sea."

Speaking of this, Lin Yi couldn't stop anymore. He turned to Qin Qing and said, "what do you say yourself?"

Qin Qing didn't seem to have recovered from the blow just now. He replied in a daze, "I listen to grandma."

"All right."

Lin Yi simply stopped talking. If you're willing to die, I'll be willing to bury it. If you really can't stick to it, then kick it out again at that time. Anyway, there's no loss for the pro guard camp.

What he didn't know was that just because of this decision to push the boat along the river, a super combat power was forced out in the future, and even once dominated the overall situation.

Of course, this is later.

However, without Qin Qing, Lin Yi is now in no small trouble. After all, this goods is his finance minister and the most important link between him and the Qin family.

For a while, I really couldn't find anyone else to replace Qin Qing.

The old grandmother of the Qin family volunteered: "I'm nothing else, but I have a little experience in resource allocation. It's better for me to clean up the mess left by qingwazi?"

"If the old lady is willing to condescend out of the mountain, it's my blessing. I can't wait!"

Lin Yi was immediately delighted.

Apart from other things, at least in terms of finance, the Qin family's grandmother is definitely the only talent in the whole sea area. If she personally takes charge of the overall situation, Lin Yi will have no worries in this regard.

Besides, with the wisdom of the other party, as long as Lin Yi can maintain an upward momentum, he doesn't have to worry about what moths the other party will make.

In the current situation, this is the best solution to break the game!

The old grandmother of the Qin family sincerely sighed, "the king of the inshore has such a capacity for people. Why worry about not achieving great things!"

On this side, Lin Yi discussed with the Qin family about how to stabilize the overall situation. On the other side, the swordsman Zhou, who had just become a defeated general under Lin Yi, had faintly woken up.

As you can see, it is actually a lush commercial street, with all kinds of snacks being sold constantly, and a thriving world of fireworks.

And his position, impressively, was lying in front of the dining table of a roadside stall at the corner of the street, without any scars on his whole body.

Xia Zhou couldn't help being stunned.

Feeling his intact body, it seemed that everything just happened, including the confrontation between him and Lin Yi, was just a dream, an extremely real dream.

"Awake?"

A childish voice came across the table. Xia Zhou looked up and saw that it was a little girl who was about six or seven years old. Her skin was crystal clear and flawless, as perfect as a work of art.

Rao Shi, Xia Zhou, boasted that he had traveled far and wide, and had seen all kinds of things in the world. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Is this really a secular figure?

The little girl looked at his expression, but she seemed to have been used to it for a long time, frowning her delicate Qiong nose: "what generation of heirs are you?"

The voice is still immature, but the tone of voice is old-fashioned.

Xia Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that what the other party said was actually the last generation of Dao sect leader, the last generation of Dao emperor Dao Stone Forest in the legend.

"I am the thirty ninth generation of the emperor of the sword."

Xia Zhou cautiously replied, and subconsciously released his divine consciousness to explore each other's details.

Ordinary people may be slow to react to this kind of scene, but he has traveled all over the world and has the most contact with all kinds of strange people and strange things. He knows that the most important thing in the Jianghu is the old and weak women and children.

The man in front of me seems innocent, but if someone dares to have evil thoughts, he doesn't know how to die every minute.

However, his divine consciousness was released, but there was no response.

The opposite side was like an unfathomable abyss, which absorbed all the divine consciousness he released, without any residual feedback.

If he hadn't seen the other person in front of him with his own eyes and just opened his mouth, Xia Zhou even thought that he was not in front of a living person at all, but an illusion in his mind.

The little girl didn't pay attention to his little action, rubbed her eyebrows and said, "in a twinkling of an eye, there were thirty-nine generations of grandchildren in that little boy with saliva. Has it been so long?"

Xia Zhou's eyelids jumped when he heard it.

The last Dao emperor was a figure thousands of years ago. As a result, he became a little fart child in this mouth?

What does she have to be?

The little girl looked at him up and down for a while, and made a serious tut tut twice: "your qualifications look very mediocre. Such a person like you is already a leader in Dao skills over the years. Indeed, Dao skills have declined."

If other people said this, Xia Zhou probably had already turned his face on the spot. After all, he traveled the sea with a knife and was able to break into such a famous hall. His arrogance was never lower than that of any genius!

However, facing the little girl at the moment, for the first time, he had no temper. He only dared to sit in his place honestly and didn't even dare to look more.

The little girl suddenly asked with great interest, "how do you feel about that Lin Yi?"