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Lin Ming's last stop in Green Mulberry City was to go to the Lin's restaurant that his parents managed for his family in Green Mulberry City.
But at this time, this restaurant is no longer a restaurant, it is no longer open, but has been offered up.
This restaurant is a treasure of the Lin family, and outsiders are not allowed to go in for a meal, or even visit it.
Even every generation of emperors of the Sky Fortune Kingdom, when they came to Qingsang City, could only pay homage from afar.
In the Sky Fortune Kingdom, the Lin family actually represented something similar to theocracy, which was above the imperial power and could not be surpassed.
Seeing this restaurant that he couldn't even enter, Lin Ming seemed to have lost all interest in revisiting his old place.
The word "Gu" in the old place means the past, as before.
When I revisit the old place, what I look at is not the place, but the memories there.
When the Lin Family Restaurant was no longer the same, but had completely changed its meaning, Lin Ming no longer wanted to go in.
Because, there, the memories of the past can't be found after all...
Lin Ming left, left Green Mulberry City, and also left Sky Fortune Kingdom...
Doing the math, it has been seven or eight years since Lin Ming was sucked away by Sheng Mei.
Lin Ming felt that his cultivation was getting worse and worse. Although his body was not old because of the little original soul power preserved in his body, the too weak fire of life could not be mobilized at all, nor could it bear the enormous energy and energy in his body. Xiuwei.
Slowly, these forces dissipated.
He starts to get weak.
He went all the way north. After walking through the villages, I came to the northern grassland.
This place is not as peaceful as the Sky Fortune Kingdom.
The soldiers are in chaos, fighting all the year round. Lin Ming walked on the street, and could feel the panic in the hearts of the passers-by. They often wrapped their headscarves tightly, walked hurriedly, and looked nervous.
War, famine, and plague are probably the three most terrifying things for mortals.
And when war breaks out. Famine may also follow.
this day. It was snowing heavily.
Lin Ming walked into a deep mountain, it was getting late, he couldn't see the way ahead, and the snow on the flat ground was knee-deep. If it is a snow nest in the mountains, it is likely to swallow a living person.
Lin Ming glanced at the white mountain ridge under the night, and wanted to climb the mountain. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable cold attack, and he couldn't help shivering.
Even though Lin Ming's cultivation had dropped significantly, he still couldn't bear the cold on the snow mountain. In fact, even if the strongest ice-type warrior in Tianyan Continent attacked Lin Ming, Lin Ming wouldn't feel anything.
But today. He was inexplicably chilled.
This seemed to come from the coldness of the soul, making it difficult for Lin Ming to bear it.
He knew that this was the injury Sheng Mei left on his body. It is almost impossible to cure, and... it will only get worse and worse, and in the end, it will kill me.
He covered this snow-capped mountain with his perception, wanting to find a place to rest.
But this time the search made Lin Ming's heart tremble. He... saw a person, someone he knew. Although the other person's appearance had changed greatly, Lin Ming still recognized him.
His appearance has too many shadows of the past, and his saber has not changed for more than 130 years...
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"Damn the weather, what the hell!"
"Rushing on a snowy night will cost lives, and I don't know if it will freeze His Highness the Crown Prince."
The two young men complained in low voices, their voices were so small that they couldn't travel far in the snowy night's strong wind.
"Stop talking, we must find the little princess within three days, and then evacuate here and go to our base. If we stay for a long time, we will definitely be discovered by the white guards."
An old man said so. He was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a child in his arms.
He wrapped himself in the windbreaker, tried his best to cover the shivering child in his arms, bowed his head and hurried on his way.
"What if you can't find it?" A young man said worriedly...
"I can't find it, it's God's will..." The old man sighed and shook his head, "If I remember correctly, the cave we settled in last year is just ahead, and there may still be some hay and firewood in it. Tonight, we will rest there Bar."
While talking, the old man searched for the way in the snow. His memory was very good. After about fifteen minutes, he really led everyone to find the cave in his memory.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief. They could still bear the burden of climbing the mountain in the snowy night like this, but the children in their arms might not be able to bear it.
A few people hurried into the cave, shook off the snow on their bodies, and took off their bamboo hats.
Although it was cold in the cave, it was dry, and as the old man remembered, there was indeed hay and firewood here.
They were going to start a fire with wood.
But when they lit the torches to illuminate the cave, they were suddenly shocked and backed away.
With the sound of "chachacha!", these people drew out their weapons together!
Because, in this cave, there is another person with a emerald green mask on his face. The expression carved out by the mask is extremely indifferent, and the other person has not made a sound, nor has he let out any momentum, so that before they entered the cave, they were completely unaware. Sleep.
"Who are you?"
These people are extremely vigilant, because they are facing the pursuit of the white guards.
In this snow-capped mountain, a mysterious person suddenly appeared, making them feel like an enemy.
"Passersby..."
Lin Ming said silently, his eyes focused on the old man in this group of people.
This old man looks to be sixty years old, his face is full of years of wind and frost, but from the outline of his face, he can vaguely see the heroic spirit of his youth.
The old man has only one arm, a head of gorgeous hair, and a white beard. There is a deep scar on his face, which almost splits his entire face from the center of his eyebrows to his neck.
Although he was extremely vigilant at this moment, Lin Ming still felt deep tiredness from his expression. His slightly filthy eyes were already bloodshot, and he probably hadn't slept well for many days.
At this time, while the old man held his sword to confront Lin Ming, he also carried the child in front of him behind his back. Protecting the child with his body, and the child is extremely sensible, in such an occasion. He didn't cry or make trouble, he quietly lay on the old man's back and looked at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming moved his body slightly, and the shadow of the tired old man in front of him slowly overlapped with another shadow in Lin Ming's mind.
That shadow, dressed in fine clothes. A golden crown is tied on the head, and a delicate long sword is worn on the waist. His appearance is full of heroism, and the corners of his mouth often seem to be slightly disdainful and mocking.
If it wasn't for the scarlet flame sword wrapped in the old snake's skin in the old man's hand, if it wasn't for the fire element primordial energy on his body that Lin Ming felt familiar.
Lin Ming really couldn't believe it. This old man turned out to be his old enemy in the past - Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan, when he was in Qingsang City, he stole away his first love—Lan Yunyue.
Later, Lin Ming determined to enter the Seven Profound Martial Mansion, and with a small amount of money, he went to Tianyun City to participate in the assessment. Because he ran into Zhu Yan during the registration, it turned out that Zhu Yan's friend wanted to please Zhu Yan. Privately sent someone to drive Lin Ming out of the residence. As a last resort, Lin Ming went to Daming Xuan to heal his bones. There, Lin Ming picked up the Rubik's Cube.
Later, Lin Ming's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, until he showed his worth and made the royal family of Tianyun City notice Lin Ming. Desperately win him over.
But because Zhu Yan had an enmity with Lin Ming, he had to bear a lot of pressure and ostracism.
Even his master. The tenth prince, Yang Zhen, also began to persecute Zhu Yan for the sake of his throne, forcing him to divorce Lan Yunyue.
In the end, Zhu Yan was defeated by Lin Ming. No matter to the Zhu family or the ten princes, Zhu Yan not only lost all value, but became a burden instead.
So Zhu Yan was expelled.
From then on, Lin Ming never saw Zhu Yan again, and it was more than 130 years since he parted.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Ming saw Zhu Yan again today, Zhu Yan already looked like this.
The scar on his face, his one arm, his old and tired face...
Even, Lin Ming could see that he had a hidden injury on his body, and it might even affect his martial arts path because of this injury.
With all of this, Lin Ming could imagine how many vicissitudes Zhu Yan has experienced in these years.
"you know me?"
Zhu Yan noticed the look in Lin Ming's eyes, and his heart was full of surprise.
Lin Ming didn't answer. He leaned against the rock wall with some dry grass under his body. At this moment, he still felt the bone-piercing cold.
The pain from his soul was unbearable for him.
"He...he seems to be trembling." Someone looked at Lin Ming and whispered.
"Is it cold?"
People thought it was absurd. Originally, a masked man who suddenly appeared here was thought to be a peerless master who came to assassinate them, but now, he was shaking violently, as if he couldn't stand the cold wind in the mountain.
"Scared me, I thought it was some kind of master..."
"Don't take it lightly!"
Several people chose the corner farthest from Lin Ming, sat down carefully, and kept watching Lin Ming.
"Old Yan, do you think we sent this person..." A person said carefully through voice transmission with true essence, "I don't know if he heard our conversation before..."
"The snow is strong and the wind is strong, he can't hear it. If he can hear it, it proves that his cultivation base is far above ours. In that case, if we fight him, we will be killed by him instead, so... don't make trouble, this person's origin is unknown , although he looks sick, but for some reason, I feel a little strange looking at him."
Zhu Yan said slowly, he no longer uses this name, his current name only has one word - "Yan".
A group of people set up a bonfire, warmed themselves around the fire, ate dry food and bacon, and drank water. They were always on the lookout for Lin Ming.
The boy in Zhu Yan's arms was very quiet from the beginning to the end. He blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming noticed that on the boy's chest, there was a very inconspicuous bronze medal hanging with a red silk thread. On the bronze medal, there was a petal-like pattern engraved on it.
Zhu Yan seemed to realize something, he took his time and stuffed the bronze medal in front of the boy into the boy's collar...
After eating, Zhu Yan began to close his eyes to rest his mind, but his attention was always on Lin Ming.
For some reason, the more he looked at this person, the more he felt a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what this feeling was.
Lin Ming also paid attention to Zhu Yan. For more than 130 years, the world has changed. Thinking back to that domineering young man back then, it is hard for Lin Ming to imagine that a single person can have such a transformation...
What they said just now outside the cave. Lin Ming heard it all. Obviously, these people were looking for the royal family's children.
Lin Ming traveled across the northern desert these days. The war was in turmoil, and I probably guessed the cause and effect of it.
This is a war between mortal countries, one country was destroyed by another country, the royal family fled the capital, and the prince and princess were separated...
As for Zhu Yan, leading his men to search for these royal orphans is obviously a very dangerous task.
Accidentally. will be killed by the enemy.
Lin Ming felt that Zhu Yan did not do everything for the sake of glory and wealth. Because Zhu Yan's lifespan is short. For Zhu Yan's current state, a lifespan of more than a hundred years is already the limit.
I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for the country to revive, and this defeated dynasty. It's hard to make a comeback.
What is the reason to support him to do all these meaningless but extremely dangerous things
Just as these thoughts flashed through Lin Ming's mind, suddenly a sheepskin water bag flew towards Lin Ming.
Lin Ming stretched out his hand and took the water bag in his hand. The water in the bag was hot. It had just been burned on the bonfire, and then poured into the water bag.
This was thrown by Zhu Yan.
"Are you freezing? Take a sip of hot water." Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming with vigilant eyes.
Lin Ming pulled off the cover. After taking a sip, he sent the bag back.
He didn't speak to Zhu Yan, and they just rested in a cave like this. The other party took turns to watch the night, while Lin Ming stayed up all night.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Yan and others put on their bamboo hats and set off early. A group of people plunged headlong into the boundless snow. Gone soon...
Lin Ming watched Zhu Yan's back silently, and walked into the snow...
He came to a small town. There are not many people in the town, no one sweeps the snow, and the ground is white.
Walking on the street, Lin Ming felt the chill in his body getting heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, his body trembled, and his face suddenly turned pale. At that moment, from within his body, an indescribable pain surged into the sea of souls.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spewed out from Lin Ming's mouth, and the bright scarlet color spread all over his clothes, which looked shocking.
Lin Ming's body trembled, he couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly fell to the ground.
Many people saw this scene, some women screamed, and some people hurried away.
During the war, everyone here was very vigilant. They thought that someone killed someone in the street.
But when he looked carefully, he found that Lin Ming seemed to be the one who suddenly vomited blood out of nowhere.
"What's up with him."
"Who knows, probably a hidden injury has occurred."
"Looking at the mask on his face, he shouldn't be an ordinary person, he might be from some organization, maybe he's a killer..."
"He must have kung fu on him, and he was probably injured by someone more powerful."
People said this and retreated far away. There was a soft-hearted woman who couldn't bear it and wanted to help Lin Ming, but her husband also stopped her.
"Now that the army is in turmoil, don't cause trouble. If he is from the old court, if we save him, we will be punished with death."
People avoid it from a distance, like hiding from a plague god.
Lin Ming's body twitched, and he was enduring indescribably severe pain. This kind of pain came from the soul, and it was the pain caused by the depletion of the soul. It was unbearable.
He felt that his power was passing away crazily, and the meridians and blood vessels in his body were roughly torn apart.
The pain lasted for a full hour, and the snow under him was already stained red with blood. The contrast between the two bright colors of red and white was hideous and beautiful.
"Big brother, you... are you okay..."
When Lin Ming almost passed out from the pain, he suddenly heard a timid voice ringing in his ears.
Lin Ming opened his eyes, and saw a little girl who was filthy all over, waiting for a pair of bright eyes to look at him. She was carrying a tattered bag on her back, and around her neck was a bag that she picked up somewhere. Broken clay pot, obviously, she is a beggar.
"Brother, drink some water, maybe you'll feel better." The little girl handed out the water bottle timidly, "I don't have anything to eat, so I can only give you some water..."
The little girl looked very pitiful. In such a freezing weather, her clothes were tattered, so that her little face and hands were red from the cold.
Lin Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly. "No… "
In such a time of war and chaos, the little girl in front of me is probably an orphan, and her parents have died in the war...
No parents. She can only beg everywhere, but in the war years, the common people can't eat enough. How can there be any charity for children.
Her fate may be to die of freezing and starvation...
Lin Ming felt a little depressed when he thought of this.
The suffering of mortals is everywhere.
From the perspective of warriors, these sufferings may be insignificant at all, but when they fall on the person concerned, it is a big deal.
Lin Ming really wanted to help this little girl. Unfortunately, he couldn't help at all. Even if you give her a steamed bun, you can't do it with a few pennies.
He felt sad, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed that it was on the little girl's neck. Tied with a thin red silk thread.
This red thread was exactly the same as the red thread on the boy's neck that Lin Ming had seen in the cave before.
Sweeping his perception, Lin Ming discovered that under the cover of the little girl's tattered clothes, there was a bronze medal with flower-like patterns engraved on it, exactly the same as the boy's...
Lin Ming's mind suddenly flashed through the conversation between Zhu Yan and his subordinates. What Zhu Yan said was: "Don't talk about it. We must find the little princess within three days, and then evacuate here and go to our base. After staying for a long time, we will definitely Will be discovered by the white guards..."
little princess...
Could it be that the little girl in front of him is the little princess Zhu Yan is looking for
The orphan of the old imperial court, from the days of rich clothes and fine food to the present, has suffered all kinds of human suffering...
Probably because of such drastic changes. At a young age, she knows how to sympathize with others.
Lin Ming was silent for a while. He took the little girl's hand.
The little girl didn't resist and let Lin Ming hold her hand.
Lin Ming spread his perception, covering a range of hundreds of miles.
Afterwards, Lin Ming easily found Zhu Yan and the others. They were in an inconspicuous small restaurant. While eating, they were talking with the owner of the restaurant...
Lin Ming turned his head to the little girl and said, "Come with me, okay? I'll take you to find your brother."
Lin Ming's words made the little girl stunned, she took a step back, her eyes were a bit vigilant.
However, Lin Ming's gaze seemed to contain an indescribable, incomparably cordial feeling. Slowly, she nodded.
Lin Ming picked up the little girl, wrapped him in a windbreaker, and walked towards that unremarkable small restaurant.
The small restaurant is seventy or eighty miles away from Lin Ming, in another small town.
Lin Ming didn't walk fast, but for some reason, the distance of nearly a hundred miles only took an incense stick of time under his feet.
When Lin Ming walked into this small restaurant with a little girl in his arms.
Zhu Yan and his party were stunned for a moment, and then they became vigilant and held down their weapons.
But the store owner had quick eyesight and quick hands, and directly closed the store door.
"It's you... how do you..."
Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming, feeling suspicious in his heart.
Meeting Lin Ming twice in a row, the first time could still be called a coincidence, but the second time, definitely not.
This small restaurant is actually one of their secret strongholds. The owner of the restaurant was originally the deputy commander of the palace guards and was loyal to the emperor.
And at this time, Zhu Yan and the others noticed the child in Lin Ming's arms.
Facing so many weapons all of a sudden, this little girl was obviously a little scared. She leaned close to Lin Ming's arms, her dirty little face was a little pale.
Zhu Yan didn't know this little girl, but the boy behind him did.
He froze for a moment, and finally tried to call out, "Ping'er, is that you?"
The little girl looked at the boy and was stunned for a long time. After she was stunned for a long time, tears welled up in her eyes, "Brother! It's really you!"
The little girl remembered that Lin Ming said that he would take her to find her brother, but she did not expect that he actually found him.
Half a year ago, the country was ruined, and they could say that they were parting for life and death. They never expected to see each other again today.
Lin Ming put the little girl down. The little girl ran over and hugged her brother.
Looking at this scene, Zhu Yan was completely dumbfounded.
The others were even more stunned, it was like a dream.
what is the problem
How could this masked man bring the little princess over
This can't be a coincidence. The masked man in front of him obviously came here specially with the little princess in his arms.
How did the masked people know that they were looking for the little princess, and how did they know that the little princess was this little girl.
Even if he found the little princess, how would he know about their secret stronghold
Everything, it's incredible!
Zhu Yan looked at Lin Ming, holding the sword in his hand all the time, he noticed Lin Ming's chin exposed outside the mask, and his hands.
From this point of view, Lin Ming's age is not very old, that is, he is in his twenties. At this age, it is impossible for him to be a peerless master, right
At this moment, Lin Ming suddenly coughed violently. He covered the lower corner of the mask with his hand, and the cough could not be controlled at all, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.
Slowly, fresh blood flowed out from Lin Ming's fingers, strand by strand. This was coughed up by him. It was shocking!
The people around Zhu Yan looked at each other, and they all swallowed a mouthful of saliva, coughing up blood and coughing like this.
No matter how you look at it, this person is already terminally ill, and his life is not long...
But at this moment, Lin Ming was suddenly slightly taken aback. At the moment just now, he felt that there was a murderous intent... Locked here!
His perception spread, and he saw a group of swordsmen in white cloaks approaching at an extremely fast speed.
Wherever they passed, the people scattered and fled in fright, like avoiding scorpions and snakes!
The target of these white-clothed swordsmen was the small restaurant where Lin Ming was!
(6000 words, put together.)
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