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Wang Lin held the wine flask in his hand and looked at the boat slowly moving along the river. He heard the sound of the piano in his ears, as if he had returned hundreds of years ago.
It¡¯s just that the sound of the piano is similar in appearance, but it has lost the charm of the past. Even the person playing the piano is not the blind girl of the past
After taking a sip of wine, Wang Lin sighed and said, "The emperor is interested."
The middle-aged man said nothing, and the two of them sat by the river, drinking wine in silence, one pot, one pot
As the sun sets in the west, the earth is shrouded in darkness. There is no moon tonight.
There are only those that stay on the river, the constant sound of the piano, and a few lights hanging on the boats that flicker in the wind.
Time passed slowly, as the light of dawn in the east enveloped the earth, and when the darkness faded, all around Wang Lin by the river were empty wine bottles.
"Lord Bello has already known about Brother Wang's arrival and sent me here. I have a message to convey to Brother Wang." The middle-aged man looked at the wine pot and said softly.
Wang Lin looked calm. He had already expected this since the emperor's arrival last night. After all, this land of demon spirits is already Bei Luo's world. Over the past hundreds of years, as Bei Luo has continued to devour other demon spirits, each time he swallows one, Bei Luo becomes countless times stronger.
Wang Lin took a sip of the half bottle of wine left in his hand.
"As long as Brother Wang agrees to leave one of the places to enter the fifth immortal mansion, the fourth of the nine counties in the Demon Spirit Land will be a gift to the soul refining tribe! And he will never interfere in any soul refining matters, including that The remaining knowledge of the cloud demon!"
The existence of the black stone statue can be hidden from many people, but it can never be hidden from the ancient demon Bello. Wang Lin knows this very well. The other party has not taken any action in the past hundreds of years, allowing the soul refining tribe to develop, and has not taken away the soul refining tribe. A trace of Yun Yao's knowledge, the picture is today.
"Okay!" Wang Lin looked at the horizon in the distance and said calmly.
The middle-aged man stood up, hugged Wang Lin with a fist, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, I have already assigned you the task of Master Gu Yao, and I still have something to ask for.
My Emperor Sword Spirit was originally the daughter of a good friend of mine. However, things were unpredictable and she could not escape life or death in the end. She had to become my Sword Spirit. She was trapped here for countless years and never stepped out of the land of demon spirits.
"What I'm asking for is that Brother Wang can take this spirit and leave the land of demon spirits, so that she can re-enter reincarnation, or have another destiny"
The middle-aged man looked gloomy and pointed in the air with his right hand. Immediately, a sword aura roared from the direction of the imperial capital. The sword aura contained the imperial sword!
Wang Lin was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Why don't you find someone else."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said calmly: "There have been many monks who have entered the Demon Spirit Land for countless years, but except for a limited number of people, I can't trust the rest It's just the few people who can be trusted, but because of this I could still protect this sword, but I missed it."
Wang Lin sighed lightly. He had already noticed the moment the emperor arrived last night. There was a faint aura of death on this emperor's body, and his lifespan was about to run out.
Although he is a demon spirit and has a longer lifespan than ordinary monks, there will be a day when it will dissipate. If there is no accident, if there is less than half armor, this emperor will return to the ruins.
After getting to know each other, Wang Lin had no reason to refuse, so he nodded.
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, and his expression was free and easy. With a wave of his right hand, the imperial sword immediately transformed into a girl. The girl's eyes showed reluctance. If it weren't for the fact that the sword spirit had no tears, she would have been filled with tears at this moment.
"Be obedient and don't be willful again" The man looked at the girl lovingly, as if he was not looking at the sword spirit but his own daughter.
With a slight sigh, the middle-aged man cupped his fists towards Wang Lin and bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Brother Wang!"
After saying that, he turned around and took a step forward, and left in a few steps, leaving only Wang Lin holding the wine pot and the girl with a sad look on her face.
"Let's go." Wang Lin drank the wine in the flask, put it aside, stood up, and walked towards the void.
The girl looked at the imperial capital with farewell in her eyes. She understood that the emperor who treated her like a daughter would probably never see her again in this life, and the end of her longevity could not be changed.
In grief, her body turned into blue smoke and returned to the Imperial Sword. She let out a mournful cry and followed Wang Lin.
The Imperial Sword was like a ray of silver light, following behind Wang Lin. As Wang Lin gradually moved forward, the sword was finally whipped by Wang Lin's sleeves while roaring, and was put into the storage bag. Then his spiritual consciousness lingered, and he opened the Immortal Mansion Jade Slip, the body suddenly disappeared without a trace under the flickering golden light.
&nbbsp;"This is probably the first level of entry into the Immortal Mansion."
The hundred steps ahead seemed ordinary, but in addition to what Fu Fengzi said, Wang Lin also saw some potential murderous intentions. Everything here was completely different from other restrictions in the outer ring.
"Whether it is as I thought, I still need to experiment." Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he slowly said: "Silver Corpse!"
The woman in silver clothes not far behind him focused her eyes, moved forward, and came to Wang Lin. She looked at Wang Lin with smart eyes, waiting for Wang Lin's instructions.
"Ten steps forward!" Wang Lin said calmly without looking at the woman in silver, always looking at the stone bridge.
Fu Fengzi couldn't help but frown. In his opinion, this was the most unwise move. In this way, it was very likely that the restriction would be opened.
He glanced at Wang Lin but said nothing. He took a few steps back and watched. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com