Wang Lin looked at the horse, the horse was very windy, and his eyes seemed to be spiritual, especially when Wang Lin's right hand touched it, the horse squinted his eyes and gave out a quite comfortable look.
Lu Xing was stunned when he saw this scene. This was the first time he saw that Ma actually had an expression.
Wang Lin held the horse with his left hand, turned over lightly, and got on the horse's back.
Lu Xing hurriedly followed behind, chatting with Wang Lin, and occasionally looking at the carriage.
Wang Lin rode a horse, his eyes were surrounded by mortals, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in a long time, slowly reflected in his heart, at this moment, the spiritual power in his body actually started to operate automatically, the surrounding spiritual power seemed to be Being attracted by it, surging quickly.
If a monk with great supernatural powers were here at this time, he would be shocked to discover that there was a thick red mist outside of Wang Lin's body. This aura was extremely strong, but it did not leak out, but was concentrated in Wang Lin. Around the body, it's a long time.
This red substance, not to mention mortals, even most monks can’t see it. It is the murderous aura produced by Wang Lin’s four hundred years of killing countless people. This murderous aura gradually turned into hostility over time, and eventually became more and more murderous. Many, after undergoing some changes, he became a terrifying suffocation for any monk!
Once this evil spirit can be used autonomously, it will have the effect of the magical power of a soldier who defeats people without fighting. Even when refining some magic weapons, if some of them are mixed in, the power of the magic weapons will be greatly increased.
The breeze blew and swept between Wang Lin's hair, he involuntarily took a deep breath, his eyes flashing brightly with impenetrable light. He could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be undergoing a wonderful change. Although this change was meager, it contained some kind of magical power.
At this time, a small part of the red evil spirit around Wang Lin's body was slightly loosened, turned into a trace of red energy, and it penetrated into Wang Lin's body and merged with his spiritual power.
gradually. As the convoy walked slowly. More and more spiritual power emerged from all around. Under so many spiritual powers. All the horses neighed.
Even the mortal warriors have their eyes bright. They don't know why. A warm breath rose in the body. This breath flows through the body. Very comfortable.
After a long time. The spiritual power in Wang Lin gradually subsided. The surrounding aura slowly dissipated. Those mortal warriors were sober one after another. All of them have weird looks. Talking softly. They were surprised by the phenomenon just now.
As the team moves forward. Night fell. All the convoys circled in a circle. Stationed on the side of the official road.
Some female relatives stepped off the carriage. Ping Ping Yu began to prepare food. More. From time to time, he turned his eyes on Wang Lin. Each other smiled and said something.
In fact, it is no wonder that these female relatives looked sideways at Wang Lin. At this time Wang Lin. In their eyes. Full of unspeakable charm. Although he looks ordinary. But the whole person has an air of elegance.
Wang Lin leaned against a big tree, looking at the fading sky, with a peace of mind that he had never had in four hundred years. The starry sky is shining, and a little bit of light shines on the earth, but Wang Lin knows that every spot of light in the starry sky is actually a planet.
This is the inheritance from the memory of the ancient gods. In his memory, the Tu Si of the year, when he did not cross the starry sky, always looked to the sky like this.
The peace of mind caused the spiritual power around Wang Lin's body to slowly emerge again, but at this time Wang Lin did not pay attention to the spiritual power. For the first time, he felt the red matter outside the body.
This red substance dissipated slightly as his mentality calmed down, and Wang Lin remained silent for a while. He knew that if his mentality kept calm in this way, all these red substances outside his body would disappear after a few years.
Wang Lin had felt this red substance before, but he actually saw it with his own eyes. This was indeed the first time. He knew that these were caused by his 400 years of killings. Even though these substances were dissipated, it was of great importance to God. It might be helpful, but Wang Lin felt it was a pity.
He pondered for a moment, and while his mind moved, the red matter outside his body suddenly boiled and slowly condensed, but after it was finally reduced by one-tenth, it couldn't condense again anyway.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, and when he was about to try again, his expression moved, and he looked up in the direction of the female relatives in the distance, and saw a two-year-old girl wearing a big red flower, holding bacon and a jug in her hand. All the money came to him.
Xiangfeng blew her face, and soon the woman came to the front, put the food aside, looked at Wang Lin curiously, and said, "Thank you."
This woman was the maid who was sitting in the carriage with the young lady during the day. Wang Lin smiled slightly, picked up the hip flask, swept away her spiritual sense, and then put it to his mouth and took a sip.
A pungent feeling suddenly rose from inside his abdomen. Over the past four hundred years, this was one of the few times that Wang Lin had drunk. He clearly remembered that when he hadn't cultivated immortality, his father would only take the wine from his fourth uncle. out.
Every time, Wang Lin would secretly take a sip or two, then blush, looking at his father and fourth uncle with a smirk.
With a sense of melancholy, Wang Lin took a big sip again.
The girl opened her small mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but at this moment, someone called her not far away. The girl responded, and after looking at Wang Lin with her beautiful big eyes, she turned and walked away.
With Wang Lin’s cultivation base, he has reached the realm of bigu. Mortal food is not attractive to him. The smoked meat has been left in place. He hasn't moved, but the wine has evoked it. With a trace of his mind, he drank and drank the whole pot.
At night, the brawny men who were guarding the convoy lit a bonfire, and bursts of laughter came from them, falling in Wang Lin's ears, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There are even some guys. Xu Yi drank alcohol and became more courageous. He ran to some female relatives and whispered, looking for courtship.
Seeing the scenes of these mortals, Wang Lin unconsciously thought of Li Muwan.
At this time, Lu Xing took two jugs of wine and came to Wang Lin. After passing a jug, he sat next to Wang Lin and said with a smile: "Brother, your leaves are really amazing. My lady is already much better. Come on. , I toast you a drink!"
As he said, he tilted the jug and filled the glass, but found that Wang Lin didn’t use a cup at all, but took a big sip with the jug. He was taken aback, laughed, and drank the water in the glass. After getting down, learning Wang Lin picked up the hip flask, he also took a big sip.
"Didn't it say that the maid was sick? Why is she now a young lady?" Wang Lin looked at the man in front of him with a smile.
Old Lu Xing blushed, patted his thigh awkwardly, and said, "Brother, I am wrong with this matter. Then, when you get to the capital, if you encounter any trouble, you can come to the Tiannan store to find me, as long as it is Lu. Do what you can, never frown!"
Wang Lin smiled dumbly, not talking, but slowly savoring the taste of the water and wine.
Lu Xing glanced at an empty jug on the ground, and then at the few jugs left in Wang Lin's hands, his eyes brightened, and he smiled: "Brother is drinking, and the night is full. It's boring to sit. It's better to go. How about fighting with my brothers?"
Wang Lin subconsciously wanted to reject it, but after thinking about it, he smiled slightly and nodded.
As Lu Xing came to the bonfire, several men were talking and laughing loudly around the bonfire. Lu Xing stepped forward and kicked one of the brawny guys who was talking about it, laughing and cursing. Said: "Wang Lao Wu, Xiao Tao Hong from Qingfenlou, I have heard you say countless times, isn't it because she made you comfortable? No matter, when I go back this time, I'll go to patronize and see you Are you bragging?"
The strong man surnamed Wang moved two places aside, and said with a smile: "Go, anyway, you are quick to do things, and when you are done, I can't go anymore."
As soon as this statement came out, the men all around laughed, Lu Xing laughed and cursed, and sat down, Wang Lin sat in a casual position, looking at these mortals in front of him, and felt very emotional. These people, although their lives are extremely fragile, It is no exaggeration to say that it only takes him to breathe, and they can die thousands of times, but the happiness of these people is far from him.
That night, Wang Lin drank a lot of wine. Although he didn't speak much, the guys gradually became acquainted with him, laughing and fighting each other. Later, some courageous and bold female relatives also participated. Among them, the maid who gave Wang Lin food was among them, but she had been sitting next to Wang Lin, and her beautiful eyes were often placed on Wang Lin, in the radiance of the bonfire. Under the flashing bright light, I don't know what I want to write.
Until the early hours of the morning, one by one fell asleep drunk. The female relatives returned to the carriage and slept in their clothes.
Except for the guards in the distance, the entire convoy was silent. Although there were one or two wood burning crackles in the bonfire, the sound did not affect the rest, but seemed to have a magical effect. It makes people sleep more sweetly.
Wang Lin stood up and came under the big tree not far away. He sat and leaned on it, with waves of peace in his heart. At the moment, he kind of forgot that he was a cultivator, but he was a real cultivator. Become a mortal.
At this moment, he closed his eyes and looked inside. He was suddenly surprised to find that the cultivation level in his body, at some point in time, actually broke through the initial stage of the Yuan Ying and reached the middle stage. Although he was already at the peak of the initial stage before, he could break through at any time, but he did not expect it. It will be so fast.
It's just that the red mist outside his body dissipated a bit. Wang Lin took a deep breath. He felt that if the red matter was allowed to dissipate, he would regret it in the future, so his mind sank into it and began to condense again.