Boom, boom, boom.
There was obviously no one outside the door, but there was a knock on the door.
Lin Ming frowned and stood up. This small movement pulled the little guy's paw. The little guy looked up, but did not dare to speak.
He covered his mouth with his two paws, fearing that he would disturb Lin Ming by making any noise, and even more afraid that the guy outside the door would discover something special.
"Don't be so cautious. I'm going to take a look. You don't have to open the door." Lin Ming said via voice transmission.
The little guy blinked his eyes and thought for less than 0.01 seconds. Finally, he transformed into a white shadow and strung it to Lin Ming's shoulder.
Although this position is not as safe as in the arms, maybe because he is used to it, the little one feels more secure here.
Dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong…
The knocking on the door became more and more urgent, which seemed to indicate the impatience of the visitor outside.
Lin Ming walked towards the door, and said through the wooden door, "Who is outside the door? If you want me to open the door, please tell me your home address first."
"Huh-huh, huh-huh..."
She suddenly remembered the violent sound of wind blowing outside the door, as if these were the words that guy said, but even in Lin Ming's hard-nosed view, she couldn't see what that guy was.
There were more and more footsteps throughout the inn, and it was very noisy, at least two or three times more than what he heard at the beginning.
It's as if during the day, many people are walking back and forth in an endless stream, but under the reflection of the mind's eye, there is no one in the corridor at all, and two scattered feelings are formed in the bottom of my heart.
Lin Ming could not help but feel that there was something a little bit personal about him.
More than a dozen divine inscriptions popped up on his fingertips, and then he used hidden divine inscriptions to hide all of them.
The other hand is holding the hilt of the Jingxian Sword at the waist, ready to attack at any time, and it is not Jinghua Shuiyue.
His gestures are very obvious, this is the strongest sword...
The sword opens Qingming!
The moonlight between his brows shimmered with frost, and Lin Ming's eyes shone with a cold light, their eyes were clear, as if they were reflecting a bright sky.
The aura of his whole person became more and more dusty, and the hilt of the sword held in his hand continued to accumulate momentum, silently, like the calm before the storm.
A shocking blow could be delivered at any time.
Lin Ming did not even consider that he might reveal Mr. Mingji's identity. Because this place involved the existence of the Creation Realm, he had to treat it with caution.
Although he had planned to kill the Soul-Swallowing Demon Lord, he was still a weak creature who had been sealed for thousands of years, and his realm fell later due to a shot from Nangong Wentian.
Lin Ming was able to succeed due to various reasons.
But he himself has always been very clear-headed, and has a deep understanding of how powerful a true master of creation is.
At this moment, Jimo Wushuang's face couldn't help but flash in his mind.
The woman who kept saying she wanted to be his wife was actually the pinnacle of the Creation Realm, and perhaps one of the strongest beings in the entire Cangxuan Realm.
At least in the situation where transcendence does not appear, I am afraid no one can be stronger than her.
Not only was Lin Ming fully prepared, the little guy also showed two claws and a pair of ice crystal scissors floating on his chest.
As long as the thing outside the door really dares to break in, they will definitely usher in a thunderous offensive.
However, it suddenly became quiet outside the door, as if nothing happened.
The sound of creaking wooden boards sounded, as if someone was walking away, but he didn't go too far and stopped next door.
Dong dong dong, dong dong dong...
The same knock on the door sounded, but the difference was that the door next door actually opened.
The moment the door opened, two women appeared in Lin Ming's mind.
It was none other than Ge Qinghuang and Zhao Wusheng!
"Sister Qinghuang and Sister Wu Sheng are right outside the door." Lin Ming said to the little guy.
"Then call them in quickly." The little guy said.
Lin Ming nodded and was about to push the door open when he suddenly heard a fight breaking out next door. The sound of a sword being unsheathed was quite obvious.
Sonorous! Sonorous!
The moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a burst of slashing, accompanied by Ge Qinghuang's clear voice: "What on earth do you mean?"
After hearing this, Lin Ming no longer hesitated and pushed the door fiercely with both hands.
There was a roar, but the wooden door didn't move at all.
It seems to be a thin layer that can be broken without much force, but in fact it is as thick as a city wall from ancient times and can withstand the impact of wild beasts.
Lin Ming tried his best to suck the milk, but to no avail.
Extremely weird!
He had no choice but to shout in the room: "Sister Qinghuang, Sister Sheng, I am Lin Ming, and the little guy is here, right next door to you."
However, the shouting didn't seem to reach the hallway either.
Lin Ming's inner eye clearly saw that Ge Qinghuang and Zhao Wusheng seemed to be talking to someone.
However, Lin Ming could not see anyone responding to the two of them. He felt that the two women had been talking to the air.
It’s both penetrating and weird!
The most important thing is that the attitudes of the two women have changed.
From the beginning when the swords were facing each other, he seemed to be convinced and then returned the sword to its sheath.
Immediately afterwards, they walked into the room to pack their belongings and seemed to be preparing to leave together.
"You can't leave the inn, you must not leave the inn!"
The little guy yelled, babbling, but the sound really couldn't be transmitted. He was clearly in the corridor, and the distance might not be more than a foot or two, but the other party couldn't hear him.
He shrugged his head, a little depressed, and looked at Lin Ming helplessly, "Brother Ming, will I never see Sister Qinghuang and Sister Wu Sheng in the future?"
The little guy doesn't like to see life and death, because he has seen too much, and he is particularly desperate. He once said goodbye to the entire tribe and witnessed his parents sending him out of that desperate world.
Therefore, he cherishes the people who were kind to him. Sister Qinghuang and Sister Wu Sheng were the only people who were kind to her after Lin Ming came to this world.
The little guy's tears were almost falling.
Lin Ming sighed quietly and struck out with the most powerful sword.
The sword opens Qingming!
The light spread across the sky, and the bright moonlight between his eyebrows was completely communicated. Jimo Wushuang, who was in a mysterious place, noticed something abnormal here, and a voice came from his heart:
"My husband is in a special area. If you encounter something you cannot decide later, you can follow the direction of the bright moon, go straight forward, and never look back."
As soon as the words fell to the ground, Jimo Wushuang's voice was isolated, as if the line was forcibly cut off by some special force.
At this moment, Lin Ming couldn't care less. The Jingxian Sword had already been unsheathed. With one move of his sword, Qing Ming forced open the wooden door that was originally unshakable.
Click, click!
The ceiling, the wooden floor underfoot, the walls not far away, the murals, and the pleasant potted plants all shattered in an instant.
Lin Ming and the little guy's eyes flashed as they appeared on the long street. The noisy sound intensified hundreds of times, as if there were at least tens of thousands of people coming and going around them.
Everyone's footsteps seemed to step on their hearts, making their heart rates unable to remain stable.
If it continues for a long time, Qi, blood and mental state will inevitably be adversely affected.
"Sister Qinghuang and Sister Wusheng are right in front. They left with a group of people wearing weird armors." The little guy exclaimed.
Lin Ming's eyes immediately locked in front of him. They were about a hundred feet away. They were indeed Ge Qinghuang and Zhao Wusheng.
