Jiang Lin is not a fair person.
He just felt annoyed when he heard the two people quarreling.
"Huaiyin." He called Huaiyin.
Huaiyin was stunned, then laughed.
Qin Ling only felt a gust of cold wind blowing in front of him, and his body was frozen and unable to move.
He rolled his eyes, looked at Jiang Lin, and smiled: "Mr. Jiang, are you so cold?"
Jiang Lin gave him a cold look: "Xiao Zong has been my old friend for many years. Mr. Qin, if you quarrel with him, I will of course side with him."
He didn't like wasting time on such unnecessary things, and said, "The restrictions on you will be lifted in an hour. During this hour, you can't move, and no one can hurt you."
After he said that, he turned and left.
Zong Yu had a smile on his face without knowing when. Jiang Lin's words and actions were exactly what he wanted.
As a qualified winner, he followed without even looking at Qin Ling.
Only Huaiyin was left. She walked up to Qin Ling and warned him with a frown: "Mr. Qin, our master has a good temper, but this is not a reason for you to be unreasonable. If you do this again, next time, even if the master doesn't take action, I may not be able to bear it."
After she said this, she turned into a stream of light and caught up with the two people in front.
Qin Ling was left standing there, looking in the direction the three people left, his expression changing unpredictably.
After a while, his expression suddenly struggled, sometimes angry, sometimes gloomy.
"You did it on purpose!" he suddenly shouted angrily.
The next moment, the cheerful young man's expression turned gloomy and he sneered, "What do you mean by that? Don't you like him? I'll help you point it out and attract his attention, isn't that good?"
"Who, who likes him?" The young man, who had a gloomy face just now, blushed and kept refuting.
"If you don't like it, then you have no objection if I kill him?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Jiang Lin didn't know what happened in Qinling Mountains.
He came to the most central area of the imperial city.
This is the place closest to the imperial palace, and all of the people living here are the top dignitaries and royal family members of the dynasty.
The person he is looking for is here.
No wonder the other party could easily promise Chen Baian what he wanted.
The palace of the virtuous prince.
Jiang Lin stood in front of this magnificent mansion.
In this world, the dynasty is still at its most prosperous stage. As the direct descendant of the royal family, the entire Prince Xian’s Palace is shrouded in misty purple air.
The dynasty was at its peak, so the dragon energy was naturally unprecedentedly strong.
Even a great demon like Huaiyin would have a hint of fear on his face when facing this vermilion lacquered courtyard.
Only Zong Yu didn't care at all. He asked carelessly, "Is this so-called wise king the one who killed your body? I'll go and get him for you."
Jiang Lin shook his head: "No, I want to kill him myself."
After he finished speaking, he brushed off his sleeves and walked straight towards the door.
The evil ghost demanded his life, and the dragon energy that protected this area surged towards Jiang Lin. The golden-armored gate god guarding the Xianwang Mansion also appeared. Seeing Jiang Lin, he shouted: "Who are you, ghost? How dare you trespass into the heavenly family's land!"
A hazy green light appeared on Jiang Lin's body, blocking the purple air. He bowed to the golden-armored door god and said, "The owner of this house and I have an irreconcilable blood feud. The honorable god should not stop me."
A shadow of reincarnation flashed across the eyes of the golden-armored god, and in a moment he had seen Jiang Lin's true identity and what had happened to this body.
His expression gradually eased, he took a step back, and said sternly: "Since there is a cause and effect between you and him, I will not stop you, but don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise I will not forgive you."
Jiang Lin bowed his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your help."
The golden-armored god probably rarely saw such a pure and polite evil spirit. Before he disappeared in golden light, he said, "The owner of the mansion believes in ghosts and gods, and there are many talented people living here. You should take care of yourself."
Jiang Lin thanked him again, turned into a shadow, and sneaked into the mansion.
As soon as he came in, he discovered that the seemingly awe-inspiring imperial purple aura did not cause any substantial harm to him.
But looking at Huaiyin's appearance, it was clear that he was afraid of this, and he even had some difficulty in resisting.
The system in my mind, which had been silent for a long time, reappeared mysteriously again: "Don't get me wrong, the emperor's purple energy, and even the strong yang energy, never frightens demons and ghosts, but evil spirits."
Jiang Lin immediately understood what it meant: "That is to say, if the demon is good, it will not target it. But if it is a person who has committed many evil deeds, even a righteous god will suppress him?"
The system feels that having a smart host will indeed save a lot of trouble.
"If that's the case." Jiang Lin was puzzled again, "Why is the Xianwang Mansion still under protection?"
The system replied: "He is not considered a member of the Xuanmen sect."
After all, whether it is the emperor's purple aura or the evil spirit demanding life, they are all things from another world that is different from ordinary mortals.
The Emperor's purple qi has no control over the fate of ordinary people.
It’s like if an assassin came to kill the wise king, it wouldn’t care either.
Jiang Lin's movements were covert enough, but he was still discovered the moment he entered the palace.
It was only after he came in that he discovered that the entire palace was covered with countless layers of formations.
Fortunately, he insisted on letting Jiang Jin stay at home.
A fierce ghost like Jiang Jin might be powerful in an ordinary family, but here, he might not be powerful enough.
Jiang Lin had an indifferent expression. He knew very well that the owner of this mansion had been on guard for a long time.
Since he was discovered, he simply didn't bother looking for him one place at a time, but just showed up right where he was.
Soon, four rays of light fell near him.
Jiang Lin took a look and saw a young man and woman who looked very similar, an old Taoist priest with a ruddy face, and a monk in a cassock.
The old Taoist priest was obviously the leader of the four. When he saw Jiang Lin, he shouted, "How dare you, you daring demon, enter the palace! Considering that it is not easy for you to practice, if you leave now, I will spare your life!"
Jiang Lin didn't reply.
He discovered something.
The old Taoist priest was filled with tremendous blood and evil power.
And among them, there is a thread of cause and effect that is firmly tied to this ghost body of his.
Jiang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly understood: "Did you tell the wise king the method of peeling human skin?"
He spoke the truth, and the old Taoist was shocked. He immediately put away his sanctimonious expression and laughed coldly: "Do you have a special way to see through cause and effect? If so, I can't keep you!"
"Old man, how can you talk like that? Your grandfather is here, is it your turn to say harsh words?" An arrogant voice sounded beside him.
Seeing Jiang Lin looking at him, Zong Yu subconsciously straightened his head even more, and did not forget to show off: "Don't be afraid, this kind of stinky Taoist priest, two thousand years ago, I could beat ten of them with one hand!"
Jiang Lin: “…”
He didn't think he was handsome, and even thought he looked a little silly. He couldn't help but smiled to the side.
Huaiyin laughed out loud: "In that case, Lord Xiaozong, you fight three and I fight one. Let the gentleman go find that stupid virtuous king."