Chapter 815 East Coast

The eldest princess Xia Xiaoman watched helplessly, and the baby who had covered herself for half a month, and the smelly baby fell into Yi Lin's hands, and she was stunned.

Yi Lin's strikes were fast, accurate, ruthless, swift, and hot, but Xia Xiaoman couldn't react.

Then,

She stared blankly at the first shock on the young man's face, then he frowned, and then, when the young man smashed the emperor's jade seal into the ground with a bang, Xia Xiaoman couldn't hold back anymore, crying loudly.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Woooooh, my hair..."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

At the end of crying, Xia Xiaoman spoke incoherently, and even said the words "Father got up".

Yi Lin's mood is complicated at the moment.

The complicated reason was not because Xia Xiaoman was crying.

It's rather... a dignified legendary item, just being covered in the arms of the eldest princess of Daqing for half a month?

This is a legendary item!

When Yi Lin touched the dark green jade seal, familiar attributes reappeared in front of her eyes.

What Yi Lin didn't expect was that one of the "seven keys" he was looking for so hard suddenly appeared in front of him.

After thinking for a while, Yi Lin threw the [Human Emperor's Seal] back into Xia Xiaoman's hands.

He smashed the [Human Emperor Seal] into the ground just now, not because he meant to despise the Daqing royal family, but because he wanted to try the power of this so-called "legendary" item.

Suppressing the country... the country is under his feet, but why can't he suppress it?

It seems that it should be related to the "restriction" of legendary props.

"Is it exclusive to the Emperor?"

If you are not a human emperor, you cannot unleash the true power of legendary props.

The Human Emperor's Seal was lost and recovered, Xia Xiaoman stopped crying instantly.

She glared at Yi Lin fiercely,

Carefully rewrapping the Human Emperor's Seal, with another look of sorrow, he picked up the scattered long hair from the ground.

That is her youth and awareness.

How dare you just throw it away?

The concept of this era is not so open.

The body hair and skin are influenced by their parents. For them, hair is also a part of the body. If you say that cutting off a little bit, it is similar to cutting a nail. But to shave off all the hair is equivalent to amputating a finger, which is really treasonous.

Ordinary people all think this way, let alone the emperor's family.

Yi Lin looked at Xia Xiaoman chewing tears in her eyes, and stubbornly rewrapped the hair on the ground together with Renhuangxi, and somehow felt that this little girl was quite pitiful.

He patted the unnecessary dust on his body, stood up, and gave a reasonable explanation for Meng Lang's behavior just now: "You see, I have no strength, and I only want to rely on others. You can't grasp anything. You run away rashly Go to Zhennan King's site to ask for help, maybe you haven't said your request yet, and you don't know that you have been sold."

Xia Xiaoman stared at Yi Lin, hating her, but didn't know how to refute.

"Besides, don't you think your thinking is too naive?" Yi Lin said mercilessly, saying every sentence: "You said Zhennan King, who was also a big name who was qualified to compete for the throne in the past, you really think he has come to Nanman If I were a local emperor, I would be grateful? Don’t forget what kind of hell Nanman was in those days. The climate was hot, swamps were everywhere, the crops didn’t grow, and poisonous insects were rampant. If I were the King of Zhennan, you would When Dad died, he put down his burden and rebelled. Tsk, it's pretty stupid to be able to endure it until now without having an attack."

After experiencing this episode, Xia Xiaoman followed Yi Lin obediently and went down the mountain.

Apart from not mentioning the matter of letting Yi Lin take her back to Qingdu, she didn't know whether she had really figured it out or was just being angry.

In short, Xia Xiaoman didn't say a word on the way down the mountain, and it was rare to find peace.

This is the effect of training.

Yi Lin was secretly proud.

Although Xia Xiaoman stared at the sight behind him, his back hurt a little, but it was not a big problem.

Walking out of the mountains of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, there is a plain.

Most of the plains are scattered fishing villages, and the residents here have lived by fishing by the sea for generations.

Villagers will marinate fish that cannot be eaten up into dried fish, and make rough sea salt, and go to the market on the other side of Dongzhou Mountain to exchange for daily necessities.

There were people coming and going from the fishing village, all of them tanned, but simple and honest. Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman, who were obviously not locals, came to ask for directions, and they all answered one by one without delay.

While lamenting the simple folk customs, Yi Lin quickly identified the direction and rushed to the seashore.

When there were about four or five days left for the journey, Yi Lin spent some money and changed a horse in a fishing village near the mountain, and the two of them rode together.

Seeing that Yi Lin only changed one horse instead of two, Xia Xiaoman pouted, feeling uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say anything, and sat obediently on the back of the horse.

Horses in this era, except for war horses, most civilian horses cannot afford saddles, which are high-end goods, and ordinary people can't afford them at all. And riding a horse without a saddle, whoever rides knows what it feels like, Yi Lin knew that she couldn't bear it, so she took a blanket and put it under her buttocks, and it finally felt a lot more comfortable. But Xia Xiaoman, who was sitting in the back, was not so comfortable. Every time the horse walked to the bumps, her thin body would be bumped up high and then fell heavily again, causing Her Royal Highness to grin her teeth in pain. Just a moment, it's really uncomfortable.

But she didn't have a seizure, she just endured it all the way, just not talking to the goddamn Lin Yi.

I will not say!

Don't say it even if you kill him!

Xia Xiaoman can't beat Yi Lin in terms of strength, but he can't lose in integrity, can he?

She obviously had sex with Yi Lin.

That's it, walk around.

Riding a horse in the world of mortals, traveling from the southern part of Dongsheng Shenzhou to the East China Sea, in the end only Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman were left.

Xia Xiaoman didn't take the initiative to talk, Yi Lin shook the reins, and would find something to talk about from time to time, to relieve boredom.

Xia Xiaoman is not as magnanimous as Yi Lin and doesn't care about past suspicions.

No matter what Yi Lin asked, she turned her head away, and didn't say anything other than screaming pain secretly.

Her ass is about to bloom, how can she have time to talk back to Yi Lin?

finally.

Two days later, the two staggered on their horses and arrived at the beach.

Looking from a distance, one mile away, there are several simple bungalows randomly located, interspersed with country lanes.

Riding on the horse, Yi Lin frowned suddenly, in the oncoming salty sea wind, there was an unpleasant smell of blood.

Let alone Yi Lin, even Xia Xiaoman could smell the bloody smell.

She just wanted to remind her aloud, but when she remembered the agreement she made with herself "whoever talks to the other party first will lose", she immediately covered her mouth, sternly, patted Yi Lin on the shoulder, and when the other party turned her head Shi Shi pointed to his nose again, reminding Yi Lin to be careful.

Yi Lin smiled, didn't take it seriously, and continued on her way.

A few hundred steps away from the fishing village, Yi Lin looked into the distance and found a graceful beauty standing on the roof, her robe fluttering with the wind, her plain face like frost, her murderous aura was hidden and lingering.

At the entrance of the village road, a white-clothed man moved a table from nowhere, and sipped tea indifferently.

It's Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang.

Yi Lin stretched her neck, then retracted it, her hands were itchy after being idle for a few days, and Yi Lin wanted to touch something, but she didn't expect it to be them, and Yi Lin felt a little dull all of a sudden.

Yi Lin actually thought about it halfway, why they haven't been attacked since the people from Tianjianmen appeared. It turns out that the group of desperadoes came to the shore of the East China Sea in advance and waited for the rabbit. And Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang naturally expected this, and cleared the obstacles ahead of the finish line.

Sure enough, this is the real world. It is far less bloody than the plots in the classics, where people are hunted down and beaten more and more.

Jian Nanchun first saw Yi Lin but not Master Withered Leaf, and accidentally choked on the tea. But when he saw the eldest princess behind Yi Lin, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped forward, took advantage of Yi Lin's dismounting time, and asked: "Why are you the only one left, where is Master Withered Leaf?"

"When he arrived at Dongzhou Mountain, he took in a precious apprentice and returned to Dali Temple first."

"So that's how it is." Jian Nanchun felt better when he heard that there was no accident. Otherwise, Zen Master Kuye of Dali Temple lost his life because of this incident, wouldn't it mean that Tianjianmen owed Buddhism a favor?

This favor is hard to repay.

"Good, good, good."

Jian Nanchun patted Yi Lin on the shoulder. Now that he knew that Yi Lin had learned "little skills" by himself, he did not hesitate to praise her.

"Hey, don't forget our 'promise', brother."

Yi Lin squinted her eyes at Jian Nanchun, she spoke in a low voice before, and finally Yi Lin deliberately put the accent on the word "senior brother".

Jian Nanchun shrank his neck, and subconsciously glanced at the roof where his junior sister was standing. Seeing that the other party didn't care about the movement here, Jian Nanchun straightened his face, coughed twice, to cover up his embarrassment: "Everything is as fate, as fate is."

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