Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

If Lin Li still had the ability, he would do the same.

No matter what, the secret agent who had been secretly spying on him was finally eliminated.

"Lin Li..."

Tang Yuyan came forward hurriedly.

She had been looking for the boy for a long, long time.

This meeting finally put her mind at ease.

Lin Li is not dead.

He really isn't dead.

"There are many things to talk about when we get back."

When Lin Li came to Tang Yuyan, he couldn't help but think of the young lady who swore to make him look bad if she told a lie.

A month's time.

If we meet again, will she want to cut me into pieces?

"Well, I'll go with you."

"We should go with you."

Lin Li rubbed Tang Yuyan's head. The pool of blood on her chest had gradually faded.

This one-month fresh hiding is finally coming to an end.

……

The flames consumed the body.

But the eyes, which should have disappeared first, still exist.

The dull pupils suddenly began to move at the moment the flame was about to go out.

21. Wanli: Hello, Lin Li.

The red blade was shattered into pieces.

Then it melted out of thin air and turned into a ball of paste suspended in mid-air.

It floated in the air for a long time before it changed, as if it was worried about something.

About half an incense stick of time passed before it began to change accordingly.

As the scarlet gradually squirms and takes shape.

The eyes that were left after the raging fire were the first to officially open in a sea of ​​scarlet.

What followed was a series of changes.

Until the blood dyed the large field of ripe corn red, a pair of arms were finally reborn in the blood.

Then comes the torso, the legs, and finally the head which is bent backwards at 90 degrees.

He covered his mouth with his hands and forcibly snapped his head back together.

The assassin of the night wanderers was born in blood.

"I never thought that I would use secret techniques here..."

He looked at the footprints in front of him that were so light that they penetrated his bones with lingering fear.

While taking a breath of cold air, he couldn't help but recall the domineering power hidden in the purple dress in its understatement.

Sanrao touched his temple fearfully.

The lone eyeball that had survived earlier was now etched with burning embers.

He exhaled heavily, as if he had sensed something from somewhere. He turned around and looked towards the far north among the lush cornfields.

In fact, in that flame, San had absolutely no way to counter it.

That empty grab directly cut off all his connections with his body.

It seems like a random grab, but it actually accurately grasps the location of the spiritual platform in the body.

As a result, San lost all possibility of turning the situation around at that moment.

The flames should purify it completely and should not leave a chance for resurrection.

However, even after witnessing his body turn into ashes, San's consciousness still did not dissipate.

At that moment, he had already sensed a residual force in the dark.

It was dim and dull, and it could even be said that it dared not fluctuate at all.

It was not until the group of people flew away that it slowly appeared and saved the life of the night wanderer at the critical moment.

"Why did you save me?"

A figure stumbled out from the cornfield.

"It's still in the ascendant, so we always have to find opportunities to absorb new forces."

"I am the third of the Night Walkers."

"Not anymore. What kind of night walker are you if even the blade is broken?"

The man laughed and with just one sentence, he made San, who was covered in blood, speechless.

The night wanderers swore an oath on their weapons, determined to become slaves of the night and commit bloody cruelties.

Every weapon is the second life of the night wanderer.

It is also their absolute loyalty to the organization.

Once broken, no matter how noble their status is, they will be demoted to the lowest entry level after returning to the Night Walker.

Start practicing from the beginning.

In order for San to reach this position, he had put in unimaginable amounts of effort, but he lost everything in the first half of his life in the cornfield.

The other party obviously knew the rules of the Night Walker that only the inner sect knew.

"But I can't blame you for losing to Luo Yeqing."

"Even if she is no longer at her peak, she is not someone that can be easily messed with by others."

An old voice slowly floated over.

But it made San's body tremble violently.

"You mean, the one in purple just now was Luo Yeqing? But hasn't she already..."

"Who knows?"

He put his hands behind his back and sighed:

"But the Heavenly Tribulation is not completely useless. After all, if it was Luo Yeqing before, let alone saving you, I would have died eight hundred times already."

"Her strength finally has a weakness."

"No longer the mountain that dominated the times, Luo Yeqing is now, at best, just a powerful person;"

"He is not a banished immortal, nor is he a real immortal."

"Well, have you thought it through? Do you want to join us?"

After feeling emotional.

He once again sent out an invitation signal to San.

There are no weapons left.

All the hidden weapons on his body were completely burned in the fire.

Faced with such a guy whose cultivation level is unknown, but who saved his life at the hands of Luo Yeqing.

Sanyi couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

at this time.

He suddenly saw a flame in the other person's hand.

"It's just death, right?"

"I've already died once, so what's the big deal if I go to hell again?"

"Do you threaten me?"

San took a step back and looked at the other party fiercely:

“Just retelling the facts.”

"But this isn't really a threat. It's just my sincerity."

"The biggest fear when courting disaster is the potential risks. Now, I'm laying out the things you should be most worried about in this cooperation. Do you think this is sincerity?"

Flames shot out.

Although the color is not as pure as Luo Yeqing's.

But the violent black flames could still easily devour San's remains.

"why me?"

There is no one who doesn't cherish his or her own feathers, let alone his or her life.

"Because you have something we want."

"A thousand-year secret realm? Ha, that's probably fake."

“Just knowing the exact location is enough.”

San closed his eyes, sighed, and finally nodded.

The other party also extinguished the spark in his hand.

He showed a simple smile.

……

"Little Second!"

The lame Tian Xiaoer was called over there by Lin Li early in the morning.

Although he is greedy for money, he also likes to take advantage of small opportunities.

But he still respected Lin Li as a shopkeeper.

After all, if it weren't for him.

Now Tian Xiaoer is probably still an old beggar who can't find a job due to his lameness and has to beg for food on the street.

There have been heavy rains in the past month, and the river has risen. If he were still a beggar, he would have drowned long ago.

So he was very happy to spend time with Lin Li.

After all, he was the only one who didn't look down on himself as a lame beggar.

"Boss, you are going on a long journey?"

As soon as he arrived at Lin Li's residence, Tian Xiaoer saw two carriages.

He limped to Lin Li's side.

"Let's go to Jiangnan."

Lin Li pulled the reins steadily, then got on the carriage with the help of Tian Xiaoer.

"Jiangnan, there's a lot of money over there."

Tian Xiaoer rubbed his hands and laughed.

"Money, money, money. You are obsessed with money."

Lin Li rolled his eyes at Tian Xiaoer.

Except for the time bomb named Night Walker beside him, Lin Li felt much more relaxed.

"Hey, boss, you know me. I'm just a rough guy. If I don't think about money, what else can I think about?"