Lanyan City, known as the Pearl of the Great Qin Dynasty, has a population of more than 5 million and is also the capital of the empire.
When the sunset slowly fell, a group of iron horses galloped from a distant road.
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"Wow!"
Qin Yin pulled the cloak's hem abruptly to her feet, looked into the distance with bright eyes, and smiled: "Xiao Xi is back!"
Feng Jixing was re-dressing the wound on his arm and looked up with a grin: "Yes, Princess Xi is back. This time, Your Highness, you don't have to worry about her anymore..."
Qin Yin rushed away, the evening breeze was blowing her long hair, and a purple flower emblem was swaying on the cloak tie around her neck, like a beautiful butterfly.
Tang Xiaoxi loosened the rein in his hand, flew off the horse, and plunged into Qin Yin's arms at once. The two stunningly beautiful young girls hugged each other like this.
"Xiaoxi, are you okay?" Qin Yin looked at each other excitedly.
Tang Xiaoxi's eyes fell on Qin Yin's chest and couldn't help but his eyes were red: "Xiaoyin, are you injured?"
Qin Yin shook her head and smiled: "It's okay, a little hurt."
Feng Jixing sat aside with his saber and said to himself: "The dragon, snake, and snake venom, which has a lifespan of ten thousand years, is good enough to survive. It is said that it is a small injury. People in these days are really not hesitating..."
"Huh?" Tang Xiaoxi opened his mouth wide.
Qin Yin gave Feng Jixing a weird look, and said, "You talk too much! Hmph, when I return to Zetian Temple, I will let my father punish you for two months!"
Feng Jixing was stunned: "Your Majesty, I Feng someone is just a general of civilian origin. If you punish me with salary, you will kill me. Besides, I have tried my best to save you. Look, the injury on my arm is Prove..."
Tang Xiaoxi chuckled, "Okay, stop arguing, Feng Jixing is really leading you, don’t you know how to let Xiaoyin? Don’t forget that she is the only crown prince. If you really offend her, you won’t have any fruit to eat. !"
Feng Jixing immediately clasped his fists: "His Royal Highness, please forgive the sins. The final general is bold and loyal, and the world can learn from the world. I also hope that His Highness will pardon Feng Jixing's sins!"
"Hey..."
Qin Yin smiled slightly: "You don't want to dismantle my platform anymore. By the way, Xiaoxi, you actually took only a few hundred people and entered the depths of the Dragon Searching Forest. You don't want to live. Who is that Lin Muyu? It's worth it. Are you working hard for him like this?"
"Lin Muyu, he..."
Tang Xiaoxi pursed his red lips, and said with red eyes, "He is a pharmacy apprentice... But he is very good, and I have a good set of methods for refining medicine. When I was cultivating in the Seven-Star Forest, I refined the beast of the fire scorpion. Something went wrong in my spiritual time. If I hadn't sacrificed my life to save me, I'm afraid I would have died in the Seven-Star Forest..."
"That's it..." Qin Yin couldn't help but think of the young man last night. His refining technique was also very peculiar. He was able to temper two kinds of medicine at the same time, but she didn't say it, and it seemed unnecessary. The kid still doesn't know what he is desperate for~
"Let's go back to the Duke's Mansion!" Qin Yin said.
"Well, you are also injured and need a good rest!"
"You have lost weight, eat more..."
"Woo, Xiaoyin, you don’t know how I came here these days. When I’m hungry, I eat fruits from the mountains. When I’m thirsty, I can only drink water from the stream. I heard that those spirit beasts are urinating while drinking water in the stream... "
"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to something delicious."
"Uh-huh."
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after one day.
Near dusk in the Dragon Hunting Forest, the sound of wolf howling and tiger roars faintly came from the mountains. There were crises everywhere. Almost every mountain was occupied by a spirit beast that was more than 2,000 years old. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man said Looking around with a rabbit that was just hunted, he almost lost his direction.
"It looks like you have gone the wrong way... Xiaoxi is not here."
Lin Muyu counted the time, and the three-day vacation he applied to the temple deacon Ge Yang was approaching, and he must return to Lanyan City before dawn tomorrow, otherwise the temple would punish herself. Anyhow, she was a newcomer and escaped from work. It's better not to do things.
With a sigh, he lifted his true energy into his feet, rushed into the distance as light as a swallow, and hurried back to Lanyan City before dawn!
The steed was lost, and probably couldn't be found again. Lin Muyu secretly regretted it. This time it was a fleeting disadvantage. Even if the horse was lost, Tang Xiaoxi was not found either.
Before dawn, he came to the city tiredly.
"Stop, who, don't you know that it is forbidden to enter and leave the city at night?" The garrison officer under the city screamed.
Lin Muyu slowly approached, the temple Venus sparring master badge on his chest shone, and the garrison's expression suddenly became respectful, and he made a straight military salute, saying: "It turns out to be the lord of the temple, please come into the city. Bar!"
"Thanks a lot."
The temple, also known as the temple, is the most sacred temple in the minds of martial practitioners in the entire continent. Although Lin Muyu is only a sparring trainer in the temple, his status is already quite noble, at least in front of these ordinary soldiers. Zhuo Ran, so much so that even though the garrison officer was a centurion, he was still respectful.
When I stepped into the city, my legs seemed to be filled with lead, and my true energy was almost exhausted. I ran all night and replaced the four hooves of a steed with my legs. Naturally, the consumption of physical energy and true energy was very serious.
Going all the way back along Chengchi Avenue, I found that the name of this street was "Tongtian Street". By the way, it was the road where the big beautiful girl in the dark purple cloak was located. So Lin Muyu counted the house numbers one by one. , After walking for a long time, finally reached the penultimate number.
No. 4 Tongtian Street: Lanyan City Criminal Department, the birthplace of all criminal laws in the empire
Tongtian Street No. 3: The Mansion of the Ministry of War, the mansion of the Shangshu of the Ministry of War
No. 2 Tongtian Street: Seeking Hall, the emperor personally ordered a special person to open it, seeking a place to recruit talents
No. 1 Tongtian Street: Zetian Temple, in fact, is the collective name of Lanyan City Palace, and it is also the center of the world
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From afar, a group of imperial army cavalry slowly walked with their bright swords. They are patrolling guards to protect the safety of Zetian Temple. The palaces in the palace are continuous and there are thousands of houses. They are not ordinary luxury, so they need to be guarded. The troop strength is not average.
When Lin Muyu saw the huge golden doorplate of Zetian Temple from a distance, the whole person shuddered!
Women are indeed liars!
From a distance, a centurion of the Forbidden Army rode up and said, "It turns out to be a man from the temple... Young man, do you have anything to do when you come to Zetian Temple?"
Sure enough, even the Forbidden Army was extremely in awe of the temple.
"Excuse me... Isn't No. 1 on Tongtian Street the Zetian Hall?"
"Hahaha, that's natural, only the residence of Emperor Jun can afford No. 1 Tongtian Street!"
"Oh, it's okay, thanks a lot..."
He turned around and left with a blank face. The 1000 Jin Yin coins were just like that. The little girl looked like nothing to say, but she was a little liar. It was really unreasonable!
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One morning, it was Silver Star instructor Zhang Wei’s turn to serve as a training partner. Zhang Wei’s fierce soul fist was extremely violent and was unwilling to face the rest of the training partners. Fortunately, Zhang Wei also had a good impression of Lin Muyu, so let Lin Muyu Falling asleep in the trial room, he practiced boxing over and over again.
After half a day's rest, his physical strength was restored to 70%, and his true energy was restored to 80%.
Until noon, the deacon Ge Yang appeared again, holding a scroll in his hand to announce the afternoon training match. It happened that Lin Muyu had the turn of Zheng Shanhe among the Venus instructors. This strong man who is known for his defenses was better able to deal with it.
However, at this moment, a Venus instructor carrying a long sword came out and said with a smile: "Master Lin Zhi is currently the only Venus companion trainer in the temple. You can't always practice against the old Zheng and Zhang Wei. Lord Deacon, Ouyang Qiu applied for a training session with Lord Lin Zhi in the afternoon, and I hope Lord Deacon can agree!"
Ge Yang hesitated and said, "Well, that afternoon Lin Zhi will face Ouyang Qiu!"
"Thank you, sir!"
There was a strong hostility in Ouyang Qiu's eyes, and when he looked at Lin Muyu, there was even a hint of killing intent across his mouth.
Lin Muyu couldn’t help feeling a chill. This Ouyang Qiu belonged to Xiaohou’s Master Zengfang, and Zengfang was humiliated when he failed to kill himself last time. If Ouyang Qiu kills himself, there’s really not much that can be done. After all, there is only the law of iron and blood in the temple. If the sparring master is killed by mistake, then there will only be some compensation, and the punishment for the perpetrator is nothing more than a few months of confinement and a fine of one or two years. Hou Zeng Yifan's son, he is not short of this little money.
At this time, Lin Muyu could no longer think about more, the only thing he could do was to live strong!
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After lunch, a short rest brought the physical fitness back to its peak state, and the zhenqi in the body was also very full. When you were lucky, you could feel the qi flowing along the skin. This feeling was very relaxing, and it was also "skinning the skin". "I only had this feeling after practicing. If it was before, Lin Muyu would definitely be worried about whether he could live in the afternoon, but it is not necessary now. Ouyang Qiu is only a 61st-level Celestial Venerable. It is inevitable to defeat him, but it is definitely not that easy to kill him.
"when… "
A bell rings, and the afternoon training is about to begin.
Lin Muyu put the Liaoyuan Sword on his back, fisted in both hands, went out, with incomparable confidence on his face. The appearance of Ouyang Qiu made him very worried, but it also made him very excited. Facing such a strong person may be able to quickly improve his actual combat experience. ! In this world, strength is certainly important, but experience is even more important. Strength is not absolute. Experienced 50-level battle saints also have the opportunity to defeat the 60-level Celestial Lord who underestimates the enemy!
In the trial hall, a group of instructors faced each other with the companion trainer. This was the etiquette before the practice.
Lin Muyu stood upright, beside a row of companion trainers like Qin Ziling, he suddenly clenched his right hand across his chest, and his left hand was naturally lowered like a sword. This is a standard imperial military ritual, and it is bound to go to the temple. For one class, the full name of the temple is "war temple". Its biggest function is to train excellent warriors for the empire. Therefore, whether you are an instructor or a sparring teacher, you must serve as a soldier when the war comes, perhaps from entering From that moment in the temple, he was already an imperial soldier.
"Please enlighten me!"
Everyone said in unison.
When he raised his head, the corner of Ouyang Qiu's mouth facing him raised a scornful smile, which made Lin Muyu feel uncomfortable.
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