After frightening the monk, Lin Xiaolu turned around and faced Shuangxi Sect and the crowd with his hands and fists clasped.
"Sorry, brothers, I went in first. After all, I am indeed a little stronger than the brothers, so if someone from outside the territory comes, I will definitely be the first to go, hahahaha."
A heartless smile rang out, and the warriors and monks present were moved, and at the same time they clasped their fists at Lin Xiaolu:
"Congratulations to Lin Wushen!"
"Hehe, remember what we said, fight back the foreign enemies together, go together and return together!"
Lin Xiaolu waved to everyone gently and winked at Yin Ruoyu, who was wearing a red veil in the crowd.
Finally, he suddenly flew up and went straight to the depths of Tianhan Earth Vein.
His last wink at Yin Ruoyu meant:
If everyone can come back alive this time, I will introduce you to a handsome man to make you happy.
At this time, Tianhan's land line has been occupied by monks and warriors, and the situation in the sky is similar. There are monks flying around and all kinds of dreamlike flying magic weapons everywhere. It is so lively that it is scary.
Lin Xiaolu flew all the way, watching countless tents and people and horses flashing quickly on the ground. Not long after, he saw a huge ancient sword hovering in mid-air. On the sword, there were countless monks meditating quietly.
This ancient sword is none other than Ah Yi's Huang Ting Zhong Lu Sword, and the monk on the sword is a disciple of the Great Wilderness Sword Ancient Sect.
Lin Xiaolu rode the wind and came to the sword gracefully. As soon as he arrived, the disciples of the Great Wilderness Sword Ancient Sect immediately opened their eyes.
"Senior Lin!"
"Senior Lin is here to see the sect master?"
Lin Xiaolu nodded with a smile and asked the monks with a smile: "I just arrived, where is your sect master?"
"The sect leader is comprehending Xumi Kenpachi."
"Senior Lin, I will take you there."
Lin Xiaolu waved his hand, indicating to these juniors to continue practicing. Then he came to a cave on the ancient sword alone, and then kicked open the door.
Inside, Ha Yi, who was devouring the roast chicken, was frightened by the sudden sound of the door being kicked, and then kept beating his chest and feet.
"Brother Lu, why don't you knock on the door? I'm enjoying my meal."
Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaolu shook his head angrily, came to sit next to Ah Yi, tore off a chicken drumstick from the roast chicken in his hand and gnawed on it, saying as he gnawed:
"Thanks to your disciples, they still say that you are practicing. Is this how you practice?"
"It's not my fault. My disciple is too sensible and sent it to me specially. He said he was afraid that I would be too tired and hungry from practicing." After saying that, Ah Yi asked with a smile:
"How does it taste? The imperial chefs of the Tang Dynasty made it specially for the army."
"Well, it tastes good. Give me some more chicken wings."
In the cave, Lin Xiaolu asked while devouring chicken wings:
"How is the situation now?"
"The situation is not bad. We have food and drink."
Ah Yi puffed up his face, kept moving his mouth, and spoke in a vague manner:
"The busiest people at the moment are the monks who are setting up formations, drawing talismans, refining elixirs, and refining weapons. They are working together to formulate a large formation to deal with outside the territory. Then the others can take their time and just wait for the fight."
"Oh, where is my boss?" Lin Xiaolu continued to ask.
"Master Mingru? He seems to be beaten to death." Ah Yi said calmly.
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu stopped eating chicken wings and looked at Ah Yi with doubtful eyes.
"You're about to be beaten to death? Who dares to beat my boss! You've got the courage of a leopard!"
After saying that, the impatient Lin Xiaolu threw away the chicken wings, rolled up his sleeves and was about to stand up, but when he was halfway through, Ah Yi, who was holding the roasted chicken, continued the old god's sermon:
"Master Mingru is being beaten violently by Senior Lu, Senior Luo, and the leader. I don't know the specific reason. I'm blind and can't see anything."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu's angry face suddenly froze, and Ah Yi raised his head and curiously spoke to Lin Xiaolu:
"The location is not far from here. Brother Lu, do you want to save Master Mingru?"
The corner of Lin Xiaolu's mouth twitched, then without saying a word, he silently picked up the chicken wings that he had thrown to the ground, blew the ashes and continued to chew.
The scene was a little awkward for a moment, and Ha Yi wanted to continue asking, but Lin Xiaolu gave him a look full of murderous intent, and he immediately became honest.
In the cave, Lin Xiaolu finished eating the chicken wings and asked with unfinished thoughts:
"Where's my sister?"
"Sister Yu's temporary camp in Emei, almost everyone is there."
Ah Yi poured a cup of tea for Lin Xiaolu and said with a smile:
"Now each sect has set up its own temporary camp, and our Great Wilderness Sword Ancient Sect is here."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded. Just as he was about to say something, there was sudden movement outside the cave.
"Master Wugou, are you also here to see our sect master?"
"Hi~Uncle Wu Guan, what's wrong with your eyes?"
"Let me go, who is so cruel that he even dealt a cruel blow to you, Master Wugou?"
After a burst of noise, the door of the cave was knocked, and Wu Gu's voice came from outside.
"Almsgiver Ah Yi, the young monk has come to hide with you."
Hajime responded, and the door of the cave opened directly, and then Wu Kuai, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, walked in.
When he discovered that there was not only Hajime but also Lin Xiaolu in the cave, Wugou's eyes suddenly lit up.
"The little deer donor is here too."
"Wugou, who hit you in the face?"
Lin Xiaolu and Ha Yi were shocked when they saw the injuries on Wu Kuan's face, especially Lin Xiaolu, who clenched his fists. Fortunately, Wu Kuan stopped him quickly.
"The young monk is fine, he just has some misunderstandings with the benefactor of the imperial edict."
Wugou sat down in front of the two of them, and while wiping the nosebleeds, he smiled sheepishly and said, "The benefactor Zhao also brought her disciples here this time. She has been pestering the young monk for the past two days, so the young monk told the benefactor Zhao. I learned some principles, and then the young monk left it alone. It won’t get in the way.”
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu looked at Wu Gu thoughtfully, then looked at Ha Yi who was munching on the chicken butt next to him, and said curiously:
"Are you often beaten by your wife?"
"That's right." Ah Yi gnawed on the chicken butt and said with a normal face:
"Isn't it normal to be beaten by your wife? I'm used to it."
Lin Xiaolu:......
The brothers in the co-author's gang are all strict with their wives?
Lin Xiaolu had not seen Zhao Mumu for many years, and almost forgot her appearance. The impression she had was that she was a grumpy little Taoist nun with a temper no less than that of Shangguan Hami Melon.
But even before Wu Kuan was with her, Wu Ku was being abused at home every day. How could this be okay? What if, over time, Wu Ku became like Ha Yi and became a habit? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?
As a veteran of the Virtue-Conquering Gang, he is beaten by his wife every day. If he tells it, he, the eldest brother, will be very embarrassed.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaolu thought about adding an extra rule to the gang rules.
Anyone who is afraid of his wife will be despised by all the brothers in the gang!
At the table, Lin Xiaolu was thinking wildly, and Ha Yizi very thoughtfully brought a rice pudding to Wu Gu to comfort him after he had just been domestically abused.
The three friends, who had known each other for who knows how many years, were having a very warm moment, chatting while eating, but not long after, Ah Yi was suddenly stunned, and then turned to look at Lin Xiaolu.
"Brother Lu, Master sent a message to us and said he wanted to discuss something. He also asked me if you had arrived."
