Chapter 521 A Good Night!

The warriors all over the world couldn't help sighing, the world of warriors has completely changed, and even the Western Arbitration Office can't be respected, why is it not because of that Chinese man.

Today is the Dark Castle and the Western Arbitration Office, and Lin Youye will be stronger in the future. Will the next one attack the temple and the ancestors of the blood clan?

And when they had this kind of thought in mind, an explosive news full of information spread throughout the martial arts world, even faintly intending to overshadow Lin Youye's limelight.

Someone... challenges the temple!

It is said that an ancient Chinese attacked the temple and killed an unknown number of bishops. Blood flowed into the holy hall, and countless wings and bones of the Holy Light were piled up.

The martial arts circle completely exploded.

For many years, the temple has enjoyed an absolutely transcendent status, respected by the west and regarded as a holy place, and even the arbitration office is just a spokesperson they pushed to the foreground. It is said that their history can be traced back to ancient times, from which one can imagine the power of the temple.

It is definitely not the gold content of the Western Arbitration Department!

But now someone attacked the temple and killed countless two-winged angels. This is by no means groundless. Some people have seen with their own eyes that the inside of the temple was so bright that it was beaten crookedly, and the four-winged angels came to the world and fought fiercely with people.

Is that person Lin Youye?

Everyone thought silently, but Lin Youye is not yet a fairy, and it is still a little bit reluctant to destroy the dark castle, so how could he take the initiative to find trouble with the temple. So who was the man who killed the temple?

Could it be... Chinese Immortals? !

"Did Wang Gucheng break through?"

Someone suddenly proposed this guess, which immediately won the approval of everyone. China has Lin Youye, but there is another person that cannot be ignored, and that is Wang Gucheng.

As early as World War II, Wang Gucheng took Kunlun to sweep the world. At that time, he was already 90% perfect in the divine realm. Now that more than a hundred years have passed, he may have really broken into the legendary realm.

There are also different opinions on the outcome of this battle. Some people say that they saw the four-winged angel beheading Wang Gucheng, blood splashed on the spot, and the temple was saved. Some people also saw a sword in the air, collided violently with the staff of the archangel, cut off a pair of wings of the four-winged angel, and left calmly.

In short, no matter what kind of argument, the temple still stands there, even if the immortals are born, they can't do anything to the temple. After this incident, the temple is once again covered with a veil of mystery.

This is a superpower that even immortals cannot shake!

...

"here is……"

On the sickbed, Lin Lang opened his eyes in a daze, and the scenery in front of him was gradually reflected clearly in front of him. The familiar arrangement and arrangement made him understand that at this moment he had returned to Xuanzong Ye's mansion.

After that battle, Mo Bingzhu finally came to his senses, carried Lin Lang and left the Dark Castle. On the way, he met a strong Kunlun who responded, and then returned to Huaxia calmly.

"Ahem..."

Lin Lang got up and walked around the room, but his body was too weak, a few simple steps seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body, he coughed violently and sat back on the bed again, cross-legged and breathing out.

The first battle in the dark castle put a heavy burden on his body. First, he faced the reasonable siege of the Arbitration Office and the strong blood clan, and then he used the extremely expensive monster slaughter to kill the blood beast. The monster in the castle sent spiritual power to the old man, and finally faced the attack of the bloody coffin...

This series of battles made his body almost overdrawn, and his injuries were also extremely serious, many of which had turned into hidden injuries in his body. Even if he wakes up now, he still has to spend a lot of time adjusting his hidden injuries and recovering his cultivation.

His retreat did not attract the attention of Ye Xuanzong's powerhouses, because at this time, all trivial matters were left to the five great gods to deal with, and it was rare to be quiet. Everything is proceeding step by step, and the strength of the sect is flourishing day by day.

three months later.

On the cliff of Ye Xuanzong's main peak, a white-clothed figure stood on the top of the mountain, with an ethereal aura, his unpredictable cultivation aura inadvertently exuded, without any trace of injury. Beside him, a girl was holding a tray, picking out pieces of fruit salad with a toothpick and sending it to the young man in white. When countless disciples below saw this scene, they couldn't help but stop and salute with their hands behind their backs, awe-struck.

This is the myth of Xuanzong Ye!

The young man in white looked gentle and elegant, nodded to the disciple who was saluting below, and then looked into the distance. A cyan sword came from the east, turned into a ray of light and landed in Lin Lang's hand.

"I'm back."

Lin Langpo whirled the sword in her hand, and saw that the Shangqing sword was still sharp, but there were a few more slash marks on the edge of the sword, and some places had curled up, but they were still slowly repairing themselves, but this The rate is extremely slow.

The Shangqing Sword is the treasure of the Nascent Soul, and even it has many signs of damage. From this, one can imagine the brutality of that battle. The Shangqing Sword returned alone, I am afraid that Li Mujun...

Lin Lang shook his head lightly. This result was within his expectations. How could the power of the temple be provoked by ordinary people? I believe Li Mujun also knew this.

"Open your mouth... ah..."

Lin Lang smiled wryly, opened his mouth helplessly to chew, and before he finished this mouthful, the next mouthful of food had already been delivered to his mouth. Not long after, Lin Lang's cheeks puffed up, and he chewed hard for a long time before swallowing.

"Come on, and, you just recovered now, your bones are still very weak, you need to replenish, there is still meat here..." Lin Lang shook his head with a smile, these days he is really taken care of as a sick patient Three full months have passed since I stretched out my hands for clothes and opened my mouth for food.

"Why are you still unwilling? You don't know how to be blessed when you are blessed!" Seeing Lin Lang's expression, Chen Miao

Xuan Qi was puffing, and Yin Fang screamed, revealing a vicious look.

"Don't dare... what are you going to do?"

Chen Miaoxuan gritted her teeth, and her delicate white teeth rattled against each other. Lin Lang suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, feeling that something big was about to happen.

"Bite you!"

There were screams from the top of the mountain, as if they had received some kind of horrible punishment. Not long after, the series of screams stopped for a while, and Chen Miaoxuan stood aside implicitly, showing a shy smile.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions for a while, but I... still want to bite you! Stop, don't run!"

Lin Lang begged again and again, but even so, his arm was still grabbed by a white palm, and the iron teeth and copper teeth began to bite, and then only heard a more terrifying cry of pain.

There was a row of neat tooth marks on Lin Lang's arm, each of which was pierced into the flesh, red and swollen, and it must be a few days before he could recover.

Under the setting sun, the afterglow of the setting sun is falling, reflecting everything into a golden piece. On the top of the mountain, girls chasing young people are running and playing, and sometimes there are laughter like silver bells from girls, and... bursts of Beg for mercy!

All this soon calmed down, the two sat on a piece of bluestone, Chen Miaoxuan lay quietly on Lin Lang's shoulder, Lin Lang looked at the girl in front of him tenderly, overflowing with infinite tenderness.

And until the starry night, the night is shrouded. The two were finally tired, Chen Miaoxuan nestled sweetly in Lin Lang's arms, and went down the mountain together arm in arm.

"I have met the suzerain! Madam suzerain!" The passing disciples all stood up and saluted, showing respectful expressions.

"Sect Master... Madame? Are you talking about me?" Chen Miaoxuan opened her small mouth and pointed at herself in disbelief.

"yes."

The disciple below replied.

"Don't call me that next time! Otherwise, go to the back mountain and face the wall and think about it!" Unexpectedly, Chen Miaoxuan's face suddenly turned cold, and the two disciples who watched were at a loss, and they didn't know that they had said the wrong sentence.

"It's okay, it's just right to call the suzerain's wife..." Lin Lang said leisurely, how could he not know that Chen Miaoxuan suspected that his disciples called her old, Chen Miaoxuan looked at it with murderous eyes.

"Well!"

At this moment, she felt her body lighten, and she was hugged by Princess Lin Lang across her body, with a hint of panic in her shyness: "What are you going to do!"

"Of course it makes this title worthy of its name!"

Lin Lang laughed loudly, hugged Chen Miaoxuan's delicate body and quickly walked away, heading straight to a certain room on the top of the mountain. The two disciples looked at each other, staring blankly at the direction they were going away, one of them said quietly: "Do not look at evil... We didn't see anything..."

From a certain cave on the top of the mountain, a shy voice came, shouting in a panic: "Go take a bath!" However, another figure on the bed had already stripped himself naked, bullied himself, and threw the girl down, arrogantly :"I'm coming!"

The lights were flickering, and the soft bed was creaking, as if it was overwhelmed. On the bed, two bodies were tightly embracing each other...

This night was so beautiful!