After listening to Lin Shuguang's explanation, Lin's mother felt at ease. After all, how old is Lin Shuguang? It's really scary to bring a child back without saying a word.
Lin mother holding the child, skillfully coax the little guy to sleep, Lin Shuguang called and left the shop.
About ten or twenty minutes later, in a remote factory, Lin Shuguang saw the Silver Angel again.
With the elixir he had provided before, the Silver Angel's face was more or less ruddy now.
"How is he?" Silver Red angel saw Lin Shuguang asked this first sentence.
Lin Shuguang replied, "I've been sleeping. You can rest assured that my mother will take care of you."
Silver Red Angel nodded in peace of mind, "thank you."
Lin Shuguang waved his hand indifferently and asked after a pause: "who hurt you?"
Silver Red Angel shook his head, "did not see, has died."
Lin Shuguang looked at the bandage on his waist and abdomen and thought that the person who could hurt the old emissary might have extraordinary strength.
"What's the situation of wanxingshan now?"
The Silver Angel did not hide, "it's a kind of divine tree with more than ten crystal like fruits on it. It's very mysterious. I've read a lot of materials, but I can't find any information about this strange fruit
Close to you, you can smell a strange aroma of fruit. I managed to find a way out and felt the aroma. The fruit is still very green, but the fragrance can make people feel refreshed. I think if I can swallow those fruits, my strength will rise greatly.
Tomorrow, the fruit tree will be fully mature, and there will be a bloody battle. "
Lin Shuguang nodded thoughtfully, "do you want to go?"
The Silver Angel nodded, "it's my chance to go."
Even if there are injuries on his body, he will definitely go on this trip to wanxingshan.
Lin Shuguang nodded, "then you should be more careful."
The Silver Angel nodded, "you too."
"By the way, how much do you know about the hermit clan?" When Lin Shuguang thought of it, he suddenly stopped.
Silver Red Angel pondered and said: "I understand that Daxia should be the country with the most occult sects."
"Is there really a hermit clan?" Lin Shuguang was slightly surprised.
The Silver Angel nodded, "it's true."
"Is that strong?" Lin Shuguang asked again.
The Silver Red Angel shook his head. "As far as I know, those sects don't even have high-level practitioners of dirty martial arts."
Lin Shuguang frowned, surprised at the result, "so weak? Shouldn't the hermit clan be very strong? "
Silver Red Angel explained in a low voice: "these sects basically chose to avoid the world two or three hundred years ago. At that time, no matter which country or force appeared, they did not choose to join, and they even hid deeper. So far, we do not know what they were avoiding.
This group of old-fashioned sects have long been out of line with society, and it's normal to be eliminated. "
After hearing his introduction, Lin Shuguang asked, "do you have any whereabouts of the hermit clan?"
"Are you going?" The Silver Angel looked at it puzzled.
In his opinion, there is nothing worth studying about these hermit sects Two or three hundred years ago, these sects were studied by the major forces, and nothing was found. Therefore, for so many years, we no longer care about these forces.
Lin Shuguang smiles: "interested."
Silver winged Tianchi pondered for a while, "I remember that there seems to be one in Qizhou, which appeared 50 years ago. It's estimated that it hasn't left now, but the location must have changed. You can go to find it when you have time."
It's enough for Lin Shuguang to receive this news. Because of the mission of the Special Administration Bureau, he can't go with YinChi angel, so they parted ways after a chat.
That night, Lin Shuguang disappeared in the sky of Huaicheng as a secret operation in a plane pulled by Si Qianjun from the army.
"I thought you would go." A dignified man in a black shawl stepped out of the void.
Si Qianjun arched his hand: "governor." Silent, said: "that kind of battle I have been unable to fight, the opportunity left to Lin Shuguang, maybe he can go further."
"Is that how you look after him?" The governor drew back his gaze to the sky and turned his head to see Si Qianjun calmly.
Si Qianjun said with a frank smile: "governor, you have been watching him grow up all the way. Isn't it clear that he has potential than me?"
There was no expression on the governor's face.
At night.
The cold wind of early winter swept by.
For a moment, the governor's figure dissipated, and there seemed to be a whisper in the wind: "the candidate for that plan may be decided."
Si Qianjun's eyes did not change. After the governor left, he looked up at the direction he had left before. "Get stronger now."
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At the same time, the news that a strange fruit tree is about to mature gradually spread to the family of Da Xia.
The night was doomed to be unsettled.It's said that there are no less than ten masters of martial arts. They only need to be killed.
Fortunately, all the kings of Wu had to guard their territory and not act rashly. Otherwise, wanxingshan would be more competitive this time.
"The fruits will be picked tomorrow, and there will be corpses everywhere."
"Foreign forces have also stepped in, and tomorrow's wanxingshan will certainly set off a big storm."
"Wei Nuolan of the Wei family, Qin Hujun of the Qin family, and the great masters of the Wang family and the Li family..."
"And the mysterious silver winged warlord!"
"I'll know the result tomorrow. It's exciting to think about it..."
A lot of people are looking forward to this night. No matter whether they are qualified or not to fight for the fruits, it is rare to see such grand news in summer, which will inevitably make people excited.
Also on this night.
Lin Shuguang arrives at the nearest hotel outside Wanxing mountain. If this hotel is the residence disguised by the special administration, he can't find a room tonight.
Because of wanxingshan, the hotel with a radius of 10 kilometers is full of staff, and everyone is waiting for attention.
Lin Shuguang didn't rush to inquire about the news. After arriving at the hotel, he buried himself in cultivation, and slightly improved his strength.
The next morning, the warm sun rose.
Lin Shuguang had already got up early. He sat cross legged under the balcony. Because of the operation of Zhenwu Dayuan Heart Sutra, under the sunshine, he was full of colorful glaze.
It took a hundred times for him to finish the work and look at the time.
"It's time to get into the mountains."
At this point, people have been getting up one after another, and even large groups of influential members have begun to walk into the mountain,
the rising sun is spraying on the canyon, and the whole Wanxing mountain is covered with a layer of auspicious clouds.
But this layer of dense, but from time to time has sounded bursts of fighting sound.
Before seeing the fruit trees, some people can't help but take advantage of the mobile hand. When the fruit trees are really mature, it is estimated that the fighting will be more intense.
Lin Shuguang's eyes were calm, and he turned a deaf ear to the fighting around him. He rushed to the depth step by step
His big knife is starving!
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