I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

The more Li Lin procrastinated, the more anxious Roland became - he couldn't wait any longer.

Vanessa was locked in a small room, and the servants in charge of communication came over and over again. They keenly felt that something was wrong with Master Roland today.

He became more irritable and irritable, and the face that always had a smile in the past was now in the shadows, becoming a little strange, but it gave people an unexpected sense of reality.

Finally, at two o'clock in the afternoon, he got the news that Li Lin would come to his door with the manuscript that symbolizes Si Chen·Splitting Wolf this evening.

......

The pointer of the sundial pointed to the moment of the twin witches. The edge of the sun was blown by time, and the hexagrams were in Feng Shui. On the avenue where the sunset was shining, Li Lin and Lester walked towards the Governor's Mansion, in the shade of the trees. Between the shadows cast by the buildings, a thin wolf was wandering around.

In the key hunter's notes, this moment is called "the time of escape", which symbolizes the moment when invisible arts and secret transmission can prevail.

There are four times of escape in a day, which are twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, six o'clock in the morning, twelve o'clock in the noon, and six o'clock in the evening.In Eastern hexagrams, this symbolizes the four stages of heaven and earth: Shaoyin, Shaoyang, Laoyin, and Laoyang.

Lester carried a satchel on his waist, and inside the bag was a shotgun disguised as a camera lens.

They arrived at the door of the Governor's Palace and were invited in by the butler without any resistance.

"Master Roland is in a very bad mood, you should be careful with your words." The housekeeper talked eloquently in front of him, but he didn't notice that Li Lin behind him showed an expression of impatience.

There is also an independent three-story building in the Governor's Mansion. The butler stopped in front of the building and said, "Here we are... I hope your arrival can make the master feel better. I will wait outside for you to come out... Hmm? What are you doing?"

"Since you've said that, there's nothing I can do. I wanted to let you go." Li Lin picked up a white enamel cup from the table next to him, weighed it in his hand, and inserted it into the old cup. Butler's ass!

The thick enamel cup will be difficult to get in for a while, Li Lin covered the butler's mouth tightly while pushing the cup into his ass.

Under Lester's slightly frightened gaze, Li Lin let go of his hand after a few seconds.

The old housekeeper twitched and fell to the ground, his dry buttocks under his half-taken pants were stained with blood, and an enamel teacup was stuffed in his buttocks, opening and closing with the movement of the sphincter.

"It must be a conspiracy of the Remodeling Hand!" Li Lin angrily reprimanded Xin Bugu for actually murdering an old man, while taking out the mask of the Remodeling Hand from the dark green tabletop and putting it on.

Li Lin strode forward up the steps and kicked at the door.

The door of the small building slammed open.

In the empty and gloomy hall, Governor Roland seemed to be submerged in the dense mist. His voice didn't change much, but became sharper.

Governor Roland sat on a high-backed chair, looked past Li Lin and Leicester, and fell on the poor housekeeper who fell to the ground and twitched on the lawn outside the door, his expression froze.

What did these people do to this steward?

Taking advantage of Governor Roland's silence and seeming sluggishness, Lester instantly pulled out the shotgun disguised as a camera lens, took a step forward, pointed it at Roland's upper body and fired rapidly.

A moth-like superhuman is not stronger than a physical body. A moth-like superhuman who is hit by an enchanted bullet has only one end, and that is either to open his mind or open his heart.

The lead sand in the projectile exploded. In an instant, Governor Roland's location, window sill, tabletop, and walls turned into dense holes. Governor Roland, who was immersed in the darkness, fell into a pool of blood and turned into a ball of flesh and blood. Fuzzy stuff.

Li Lin pulled out the seven Xinyue swords and plunged them straight into the ground. The magical white snake snaked up along the four-color coral on the surface of the sword, and neighed towards a certain void.

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An unspeakable feeling of fear suddenly rose from Lester's heart—for those who believed in Colonel Si Chen's supernatural power, such superfluous emotions were very inappropriate.

Then came the surging wind that surged from that void.

The gust of wind whizzed past Leicester, and then diverted to both sides in front of Li Lin's seven swords. For a moment, the living room seemed to be filled with invisible rivers, with turbulent undercurrents coming from all directions, but before the seven swords He was smashed to pieces in front of the reef.

"Ah, what made you do it to me?"

Finally, in the darkness, the sound of insects rustling and crawling sounded again, and Governor Roland's inquiries were like the wings of winged creatures, with strange buzzing and hissing sounds.

His head was raised again in the darkness, and the dense lead sand and projectiles left horrible wounds on his body, and these wounds were densely packed like a nest of worms.

"Here comes the classic question." Li Lin said behind the seven swords, "Your next sentence is..."

Roland's voice came faintly: "I have to say that you are really sharp."

"I have to say that you are really sharp." Li Lin repeated, "I knew you would say that."

As the only normal person of the three, Lester looks a bit out of place here.

As a normal person, there was only one thing he could do, and that was to take out the sprayer in his hand and give it to Roland.

Roland didn't move, but his body turned into countless mottled moths flying in all directions. The moths scattered like mottled ashes, and soon returned to his body. I don't know what they did. Roland's There are two manuscript fragments in different colors in my hand.

One is as yellow as the setting sun, and the other is as clear as the moon.

While holding these two manuscripts, wounds suddenly appeared on the back of Roland's hands. The marks of these wounds were similar to burn scars, and they spread all the way up his arms.

In the next instant, one gray moth after another suddenly appeared near the wound. These moths gently covered the wounds with their wings, like sutures, bonding the wounds together.

Roland waved his arm, and the eighteen manuscripts that recorded the sun and the moon scattered like butterflies, and the turbulence in the house finally showed its own shape—they were as bright as a mass of entangled giant maggots. Huge, headless and mouthless things were wandering around them.

Surrounded by the huge maggots, Roland reached out and inserted his hand into the edge of his face. With a slight force, he tore off the skin bit by bit and reshaped the soft muscles and cartilage under the skin.

Suddenly, Li Lin strode forward, he left Xinyue where he was, and the spear of lament came out from his left hand and landed in his palm.

Lester's lips were a little white. He could feel how heavy the pressure outside was, and Roland who was inside at the moment was definitely not as relaxed as he looked. But Li Lin, who took the initiative to step out of the protective circle, was under heavy pressure. The harshest.

At the time of escape, the effects of all invisible techniques and handed down strange objects are magnified.

Roland's face, which was being molded, cast a light glance from between his fingers, and there was not much ridicule in that glance. He also knew very well what Li Lin was facing when he was able to walk in the gap between the maggots.

Li Lin turned the spear, and took advantage of the situation to hold the end near the head of the spear.

Roland's hands had no time to spare, his mind was being driven by wild emotions, spinning like fallen leaves swept by a storm.

He just raised his hands slightly.

Violent emotions surged out from between his fingers and rushed into Li Lin's mind at an extremely close distance and at an extremely fast speed.

Li Lin, who took the initiative to send him to the door, has become a reservoir to vent his emotions in Roland's calculations?

Roland laughed inwardly, and drove the torrent into Li Lin's mind. To his surprise, the mind of the man in front of him was completely undefended.

A faint feeling of uneasiness flashed from his heart, but his consciousness had been carried by violent emotions and rushed into Li Lin's body.

Then he saw it.

That rosy, blazing sun.

It is not decorated with gold and red like the setting sun, nor is it a cold light like Xindan, it is a hot and warm feeling, like being soaked in warm water.

However, with this feeling comes an unprecedented emptiness.

After emptiness comes pain.

Roland's head was tilted backward, and he covered his forehead in horror and pain. The loss of part of his consciousness and emotion made him unable to realize what happened to Li Lin, but he still vaguely remembered the boiling water. hot, and rosy scorching.

Without an emotional support, Roland's promotion was in jeopardy. He had to peel off another layer of face, tear open the flesh and blood underneath, and use new emotions to support himself from being swallowed up by chaos.

The pressure on Leicester's body suddenly relaxed, and the maggots smeared by the glow retracted their body, surrounding Roland like a fortress, and those flying pages also flew towards Roland, sticking to his body like skin. on the body.

At this moment, Li Lin moved.

He pulled the spear and smashed it to the top of Roland's head.

"Armor for me."

A hoarse voice burst out from Li Lin's throat, and accompanied by the roar of the vortex, there was a hazy golden-purple mist, and metal armor emerging from under the smoke!

The pure black pupils turned deep purple, and white antlers, more gorgeous than ever before, grew from the top of his head. In the golden-purple twilight, the fragrance of hawthorn flowers was fragrant, and the ferocious armor emerged from the void. Lin was armed as a three-meter-six-tall steel giant, with towering antlers protruding from the metal crown, pointing directly at the sky like a spear.

The white snake jumped up from the seven swords, wrapped itself around Li Lin's armor, and neighed sharply at Roland's face.

The tide, like the water of the seven seas, roared out from the palm of Li Lin's right hand, forming an angry turbid current. The moment he let go of his hand, he was like a demon galloping in the deep sea, rolling countless tides. With pure malice, he rushed towards those flying pages.

And the handle of the spear rubbed violent sparks in the palm, extending from the end close to the head of the spear to the end of the spear at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, the tip of the gun was approaching Roland's face deformed by fright.

This power, even without additional blessings, is enough to pass through the illusion and directly stab him to death!

What's more, the power entangled in him, the power that interprets the beginning and end of all things, doesn't it come from the authority of Si Chen Double Horned Axe? !And isn't the power that entangles the remaining pages of the manuscript the remnant of the ancient god Wave? !

Is there anyone who can really get Si Chen's attention? !

At that moment, Roland's heart was filled with astonishment and panic. How about beating a proficient person with such an ability that even the Immortal would not dare to attack?

You think highly of me too!

The moment Roland couldn't dodge, the spear fell down, smashing him into a puddle of flesh.

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The manuscripts flying in the air fell to the ground one after another.

Instead of picking up the manuscripts, Li Lin swung his spear and poked it into Roland Sauce again, breaking it up completely.

The corners of Lester's eyes twitched: "Sir, I think he is dead."

"Really? I don't believe it." Li Lin raised his eyebrows and motioned for Lester to close the door. The scene of the muddy flesh splashing is still too exciting for ordinary innocent people. Very troublesome.

After Lester closed the door, Li Lin reached out to dip some of the hot coffee in the cup, and outlined a raven on the glass with a few strokes.

This is the ritual of summoning the messenger.

The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and the raven feathers were reflected on the retina. In just a blink of an eye, a huge raven messenger appeared on the window sill, tilting his head to look at Li Lin.

"Go and tell Nian, it's time to start."

Li Lin took out the black mask of the Hand of Reshaping from the table and put it on his face: "I will burn Algiers to ashes today."

The raven nodded, spread its wings, collapsed into scattered mottled shadows again, and disappeared from the gaze, as if it had never existed at all.

"Sir...Isn't Roland dead?"

The room fell into silence, with only the sound of slight breathing flowing over time. After a while, Li Lin's voice sounded.

"Maybe, but I always eliminate the roots."

As a knowledgeable person, Roland must have an immediate boss—maybe it's the immortal, or the person named, it's uncertain, but it's absolutely impossible to be Si Chen.

The moth-shaped transcendent is best at deception, and a mature moth-shaped transcendent, his blood bar is usually linked to the skin.

There are several layers of skin, and there are several tubes of blood bars... What's even more outrageous is that as time goes by, their skills become more sophisticated. Not only can they shed their own skin, but they can also steal other people's identities, just like that. Like maggots living in other people's bodies.

This is why the moth-like transcendent who is proficient in this skill is called "skin-skinned person".

Considering that Roland is a master who has gone through the Bucks Gate, he already has at least three layers of skin, and he is suspected of being the governor of the National Liberation Front, Ali. The worst plan is to even "Roland" He stole the status of governor.

Counting his original self, that is to say, this moth-reader has six faces.

From the very beginning, Li Lin was fighting him as a boss with six blood bars.

In the mansion of the governor's mansion, two human skins had already been smashed to pieces by Li Lin.

"Come on, let's go find Vanessa."

......

Mansu, the wise knight's cabin.

The light in the palm of the night watchman, the name of the lamp, [Baldomine] Teresa Galmier is kindly looking at the group of thrashers grazing in the woodland outside her hut, as if expecting a good harvest old farmer.

These beaters look like big, headless bears with tough fur and love music and dance.

"In other words, our contract remains the same, huh? I think that's what it means." Teresa, who was dressed in black, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, her tone was gentle, "An interesting apprentice, a person who bears the old destiny As the key, I have to give him this face. As for the person of different color, he might regret it."

Nian reverts to her most frequent appearance in Mansu, leaning against the edge of the fence in the Wise Knight's hut: "The woodland is always closer to the waking world."

"Theoretically, yes, but the Immortals of the Spotted King don't often move around in the waking world." Teresa turned around, "This is quite interesting, isn't it? The one closest to the waking world is not in the waking world. In the world, those side roads may become their shortcuts, oh, here they come.”

The glowing raven flitted across the dark woodland, its wings outstretched, riding cobalt blue winds in the pale moonlight.

The raven landed on Teresa's roof, and when it opened its mouth, it was Li Lin's voice: "It's time to start."

"How else can I say that he is burdened with a destiny far greater than that? You see, even the messengers of the scavengers are used by him and are willing to drive." Teresa said gently, "The one closest to the sun is called The bird that laughs at the thrush is the raven that always chases the sun."

"Okay, it's time for us to go."

After saying this, Teresa took off her sunglasses.

......

Roland opened his eyes.

He was dazed for a long time, and suddenly shivered.

In front of him, it seemed that the shadow of the steel armor, wrapped in the golden-purple twilight, smashed the spear down, brazenly broke through the barrier of the two manuscripts, and smashed his body with one shot.

But what really frightened Roland was not just the shot, but what happened after he put his consciousness into Li Lin's head - he couldn't remember what happened specifically, he could only feel the feeling of burning fire in his heart. The pain, not to mention the driving emotion, his will has been burned in that blazing heat.