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Chapter 27 Night Talk

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    The demons were wiped out, the cloud of seedlings dissipated, and the evil spirit shrouded in this rocky beach gradually dissipated. Nan Yin, who felt the changes here, stood on the rocky beach and couldn't suppress his joy in his heart.

    "Really, it's yours!"

    Needless to say, Nan Yin can feel it, the thousand-legged prince must have been beheaded.

    After a while, a figure appeared in the old cave.  He stood up straight, full of vigor, and a gleam of joy flashed in Minghui's eyes, he walked slowly to Nan Yin and said solemnly: "The thousand-legged prince is dead, he is dead at last."

    Immediately, Lin Qi threw a black centipede about a foot long in his hand to the ground, and his vigor quickly dissipated at this moment, and the ultimate sword intent flashing in his eyes also quickly disappeared.  At this moment, he completely relaxed, and a tense nerve was finally relaxed.

    "My head is a little dizzy and I feel very tired."

    While talking, Lin Qi rolled his eyes and sat down on the ground.

    Nan Yin hurriedly stepped forward to support Lin Qi. He released the mana in his hand and observed Lin Qi's condition. After a while, Nan Yin's frowning brows relaxed.

    "So that's how it is. Your dantian is empty, and that mysterious magic power has also dissipated. You are the last one to consume too much and your body is extremely depleted."

    Lin Qi felt that his eyes were extremely heavy when he heard the words.

    "So that's the case. The most important thing is that the thousand-legged prince is dead, and he finally died. Huaiyang Town doesn't have to repeat the tragedy of Qingdu Town."

    The things that were on his mind were resolved, Lin Qi's consciousness was also disconnected, his eyes were slightly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

    Looking at Lin Qi who was exhausted and comatose, Nan Yin also sat down on the ground and looked at the evening sky and thought of a question.

    "How can I bring it back? It doesn't matter if I spend the night in this deep mountain and old forest."

    These problems are all minor ones. After all, the biggest problem, the thousand-legged prince, is no longer a topic. Lin Qi picked up the thousand-legged prince and said in a low voice.

    "What a centipede, just in time for a pool of wine."

    After finishing speaking, he put away the centipede and carried Lin Qi on his back, and set foot on the rugged mountain road to return.

    The sleeping Lin Qi also woke up after a long period of coma. When he woke up, he found that he had returned to the inn in Huaiyang Town.  There was a sharp pain, and he realized through mental introspection that his dantian was empty and had no mana at all, and he was also injured in the rapid consumption.

    He stood up and saw that all his things were on the table, the family heirloom sword, the storage bag containing Chi Yin's bow, and the sword manual in the pagoda.  Nan Yin must have sorted it out for him, but the others were gone.

    Putting those things on his body, he picked up the sword manual and looked through it twice.  But this sword manual was so unpredictable that Lin Qi couldn't understand it after reading it, so he put it back in the storage bag.

    It was only at this moment that Lin Qi felt a little thirsty, and even after leaving the inn, there was a slight cool breeze blowing on the street at night, the bright moon hung high in the night sky, and the silver light of the moonlight sprinkled on Lin Qi's face  A bitterness rose in my heart involuntarily.

    After walking a little bit, I came to the restaurant. As Lin Qi expected, the place was brightly lit and lively, singing and dancing, and the sound of Nanyin was also included.  The mayor celebrated and drank with a group of squires, very happy.

    Lin Qi raised his footsteps, and was about to step over the threshold, but slowly retracted.

    "Happy today is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

    Whispering, Lin Qi turned around and walked outside. Wandering around the street for a while, he saw a separate wine shop. He went up to buy two large jugs of wine and walked towards the river.

    "I seem to remember that there is a stone pavilion by the river."

    Relying on his vague memory, Lin Qi found the stone pavilion by the river, which was very close to the place where he killed the water monster on the bank for the first time, but Lin Qi still doesn't know why this water monster came to the town.  Maybe it's because of the thousand-legged prince.

    Sitting on the cold stone bench, with the bleak river wind slapping his cheeks, Lin Qi poured himself a glass of wine, lifted him high, and lifted him under the shadow of the bright moon.

    "It's Mid-Autumn Festival, father, let's have a drink."

    As he spoke, Lin Qi drank it all in one gulp.

    The strong wine entered his throat and slightly warmed his body, but Lin Qi's mood was depressed.  During the many Mid-Autumn nights in the past, in the backyard of the Lin family, the family also sat in the stone pavilion. At that time, Lin Qi was not allowed to drink, but he drank tea.  The tea at that time was sweet and warm.

    And now Lin Qi is holding wine in his hand, drinking it is not as sweet as tea, but?? is a lonely disciple, the newest disciple accepted, is Senior Sister Ying's junior, as the saying goes, you get the moon first if you are close to the water, with your understanding, your talent, and your swordsmanship will definitely be able to protect it!  "

    Listening to Nan Yin's words, Lin Qi recalled the lonely words that day.

    "You guys do a good job. You still have a senior sister, but you are a beauty of the Wuchang Inner Sect. I think you are also very handsome. When the time comes, you can make a good match and get rid of my big worries!"

    The words in the past are like what the senior sister said in the ears must be the same as what Nan Yin said.

    "It is true that there is a senior sister, Brother He Nan also knows about it."

    Nan Yin drank two more glasses during this period.

    "In the Wuchang Sect, there are two major factions, and there are two absolute beauties, one is Pan Yunshu, the deputy head of the French school, and the other is Ying Qiu, a disciple of the head master of the Sword Sect."

    When the name Ying Qiu was mentioned, Nan Yin's eyes clearly showed longing.

    "But Pan Yunshu is older than you and me, and as the deputy head of the faction, we can't climb high. Although Ying Qiu is also a disciple of the head, he is much better."

    Lin Qi heard Nan Yin's thoughts after listening for a while.

    "Your purpose of joining the Wuchang Sect is not for them, is it?"

    Nan Yin who heard the words shook his head hastily.

    "How is it possible? I'm a monk. Going to the Impermanence Sect is of course a practice, but, but, the so-called lady is a difficulty that no man can escape."

    Speaking of this, Lin Qi also became a little interested.

    "Then Yingqiu, is she really that beautiful?"

    Nan Yin said immediately.

    "Of course, Ying Qiu's face is shameful, she is neither flamboyant nor coquettish, gentle and elegant, her beauty is not stunning but delicate and magnificent, she is a rare woman."

    Hearing what Nan Yin said, Lin Qi couldn't help but his thoughts fluttered. The two toasted to the wine and fantasized about a person at the same time, which also made Lin Qi look forward to Wuchangzong even more.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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