However, success is Lu Miaozi, and failure is Lu Miaozi.

When the old man was in poor health, some monsters and monsters began to emerge.

Even the four incompetent guys like the four great bandits dare to take a tiger's beard.

Of course, in Yang Lin's memory, Cao Yinglong, the leader of the four major bandits, seemed to be a disciple of Shi Zhixuan's sect.

This force should have some relationship with Shi Zhixuan.

It is not ruled out whether the evil king played a game of leisure, and wanted to test whether Lu Miaozi died or not, and whether he had any other moves.

At the same time, test whether the Evil Emperor's relics are still in his hands.

However, no matter how high the IQ or how strong the plan Lu Miaozi had when he was young, he is now old and is a bad old man who is waiting for his life to die.

Yang Lin was extremely confident in this.

Therefore, he ignored Shang Xiuxun who was unwilling to follow and went up the back mountain with a swagger.

After passing a bamboo forest, the sound of water was clamoring, and at the end was a square pavilion, facing a hundred feet high cliff.

A waterfall flows down the cliff, making people imposing.

Breathing with the mist and moisture, there is a quiet courtyard in front of you.

Separated by bamboo forests, the sound of waterfalls roaring like thunder in the courtyard. When we arrived here, there was only a slight buzzing sound, as if there were no.

Walking straight along the gravel path, a sigh heard in my ears: "I'm all dying people. Since the prince has a ranch, why should he be aggressive and find me, a useless man?"

When Yang Lin looked up at the plaque "Happy Nest" in front of him, peace and tranquility suddenly emerged in his heart.

He didn't care about the vague resentment and strangeness of the old tone in the house, but just looked at the couplets on the corridor columns on both sides with his hands behind his back.

“It is better to tune the piano in the morning and the zither in the evening;

The old rain comes, and the new rain comes."

The couplet font is elegant and vigorous.

It was obviously written and carved by Lu Miaozi himself.

It's simply a work of art.

Although Yang Lin was not very proficient in this art, it did not hinder his aesthetic taste. He nodded frequently: "Good words and good poems are written by everyone.

It is a pity to say that such talent is so talented but dead in bed early.”

After admiring for a few words, he looked into the house with bright eyes as if he had seen through the curtain that was moving lightly with the wind, and smiled and said, "Senior Lu said he was a useless person, but I don't agree with this.

Although Zhu Yuyan is strong, she still can’t help me with the true energy of the Demonic Technique.”

"This is true? I am not as easy to fool as Xiuxun."

A figure flashed, and an old man with eagle eyes and long eyebrows and an ancient and magnificent face suddenly rushed out.

Judging from his long robe, his appearance of standing firmly and standing, he must have been supported for a while.

However, although he was about to die, this guy probably retained a little bit of his youthful charm.

A pair of eyes seemed to see through the worldly love and had a deep and broad wisdom.

Even ants survive in silence.

What's more, people?

Lu Miaozi lived in seclusion and was discouraged.

It’s not that he is so quiet and elegant, but that he has to be.

It can be seen from the romantic and wandering behavior of this young man that he is a person who likes lively and has made everything involved.

He also wears masks from time to time, pretends to be experts everywhere, and does bad things.

If such a person can live, do you think he wants to die?

"Yang never lie to deceive, you will know it after a try."

Yang Lin reached out to find his pulse, and didn't talk nonsense, so he just started.

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Chapter completed!