Lin Zichen said, "Mom, chen'er has also left the dark guard and is checking. There will be news soon." Lin Zichen's eyes were cold and showed an unspeakable anger.
Today, he was on the scene. Since such a thing has happened.
Lin Yunxi looked at his son, took his lips and smiled. Looking at his son's eyes, he was very kind: "chen'er, you don't have to worry about today's matter. It's not your fault."
Lin Zichen looked at his mother with ashamed eyes, "mother, if chen'er had been vigilant at that time, it wouldn't have happened."
When Lin Yunxi heard the speech, his smile converged a lot. In the sun, the glittering and translucent lips exuded luster. He sipped a little and said with a smile: "Chen Er, many things are impossible to prevent. Don't care too much. Just have a clear conscience."
Lin Zichen nodded solemnly on his face: "yes, mother."
At this time, Holly came over and reported respectfully, saying, "Your Highness King Jing, outside the border, the Ni family leader shouted that you killed his son and came here to ask for an explanation."
Lin Zichen got up angrily, and a strong momentum spread out. He glared at the direction outside the border, and thin lips said angrily: "it's just right. I'm just going to meet him."
Lin Yunxi quickly winked at Jing Yan.
Jingyan understood, gave her a reassuring look and left with Lin Zichen.
Lin Yunxi looked at the two magnificent figures. In the sun, the line moved, the gorgeous skirt rolled like a flowing cloud, and her temperament was like an immortal. She smiled and slowly took back her eyes.
But he suddenly bumped into the deep black eyes of long Yitian. Lin Xixiu frowned slightly and patted the table: "why did you get into the vinegar jar again."
Long ye said to heaven, "you are not allowed to see other women except me."
Lin Yunxi: "well..."
"Ha ha..." she laughed instantly, and tears almost fell out. "Well, I don't look at women, can I look at men?"
Long yetian's face was embarrassed and his lips were tight. He spoke too fast and had a bit of a temper. He said all these words in reverse.
Long Ye Tianmu looks at her with warning, "don't laugh."
Lin Yunxi smiled and burst into tears. After a while, she held back her smile and said, "Ye, I didn't expect you to make such a mistake."
Long ye said with a faint air: "who can't make mistakes!"
"Well, well, let's not talk about this. Didn't we go to listen to the wind building? What do you think of the ice Yue?"
Long Ye's heavenly eyes looked at her with a deep look, and his tone was a little angry: "not so good?" she asked him how other men were?
Other men are not very good in his eyes?
Lin Yunxi frowned and said, "I didn't ask you anything else. I asked you how his character is? Personally, I think this man has a problem."
Long ye said to heaven, "he is very young!"
Lin Yunxi stared slightly, and a pair of unruly water eyes glittered in an instant. He asked, "Ye, can you see that?"
When long yetian saw her like this, his eyes became more and more heavy, and he replied reluctantly, "about sixteen."
Lin Yunxi frowned: "it's really small, but why should he clarify the Luan family for Liancheng? Liancheng didn't do it."
As soon as long Ye Tian heard her words, he asked suspiciously, "sunset, why do you think he's clarifying for Liancheng?"
Lin Yunxi looked at him: "isn't it? He deliberately made Yi'er and Binghua brew, and then led chen'er and Yi'er to the dark mountains. Can it be a coincidence?"
Long yetian frowned slightly and looked thoughtful. When he went that day, he carefully observed Bing Yue and found that his child was still very young, but his mind was close to the demon. Moreover, he moved and was polite, but he was practicing and devouring spirit. This made him very confused.
Lin Yunxi said, "Lin, why don't we go to the wind tower again." she always thinks Bing Yue has a problem.
Long yetian agrees and nods, "OK!"
Lin Yunxi got up and said, "go!"
Something happened there today. Maybe we can see some clues in the past.
Outside the boundary of the magic city, the scenery is beautiful, the breeze comes slowly, mixed with the smell of green grass, which is inhaled into the lungs and refreshing.
A middle-aged man in a black Chinese robe is handsome, with sword eyebrows flying obliquely into a bun. He is masculine and charming. He squints his eyes and looks at Lin Zichen and Jing Yan coming out of the border.
In his black robe, he hunted and danced in the breeze, which was even more magnificent.
Behind him were twenty men in black.
Everyone has extraordinary accomplishments. When they see Lin Zichen, everyone has a cold light and hatred on their face.
Lin Zichen was dressed in a black robe and lost behind him with one hand. He looked cold and had no temperature. The frowned eyebrows were sharp, and the ink hair was flying. Under the sun, his white skin was shining and flowing. His cherry like lip color gave people a very cold feeling. The noble atmosphere shrouded around him that day, He walked to the place five steps away from Ni's house and stopped.
His eyes looked at Ni's master without temperature.
Ni's master squinted and quietly looked at Lin Zichen for a while. Under Lin Zichen's cold eyes, he couldn't stand this momentum. He took 20 people behind him and knelt down unwilling.
"Ni Sheng, see you!" his low voice aroused the heartstrings, and the outline of the book was also deep and gloomy.
"See you!"
Twenty people behind him shouted in unison.
Lin Zichen looked at Ni Sheng. There was a cold feeling of thousands of years of cold ice in his glazed eyes. "Ni family master, come here so loudly to get justice for your son?" there was no temperature in his ruthless voice.
Ni Sheng listened and felt a chill at the bottom of her heart for no reason.
He bit his teeth angrily. His anger was hard to stop and his tone was tough: "Sir, my son died miserably in your hand. Shouldn't you get it back?"
Lin Zichen's eyes were cold, his momentum was calm, and his thin lips slightly lifted up: "Ni family master, have you asked, who saw Ben Jun kill your son and frame Ben Jun's crime? Do you have a good idea of Ni family?"
The ethereal words made the Ni master's eyes cross a touch of hostility, and the angry lips gradually turned white.
"Your Majesty, there are no wounds on my son. There are few people who can kill him in such a short distance. My son has been cultivated into seven steps." his cold and angry voice was filled with deep hatred.
Jingyan stepped forward and said, "master Ni, do you have a wound on your son? You, who practice swallowing spirit, know better than anyone how your son died? Now Nian dares to come to the door, hum," Jingyan snorted coldly, "it seems that you are well prepared."