"Brother, do you still have to ask this? You are really confused!"
Han Yunlin said with some displeasure: "That's the Purple Blood Fruit, a fourth-level soul elixir!"
Han Yunlin licked his dry lips, his eyes full of greed, "Two purple blood fruits, one for each of you and me, is enough for us to quickly break through to the perfect state of the Divine Palace! By then, the strength of our Han family will be It can go up a notch higher!”
"In the entire city, apart from the power of the owner, only Baibao Tower can compare with our Han family!"
"what does that mean?"
Han Yunlin's eyes were excited, "It means that our Han family can really get the wind and the rain from now on!"
"As long as we don't offend the boss, our Han family can just go sideways in this Heiyunfang City!"
"Such a great opportunity, brother, why are you still hesitant?"
Han Yunlin looked very dissatisfied and said coldly: "In my opinion, that kid should be arrested immediately and get the purple blood fruit quickly to prevent him from eating it!"
Hearing this, Han Yueyu, who had been silent until now, suddenly became excited.
The Han family has developed in Heiyunfang City for more than two hundred years, and is now the top wealthy family in Heiyunfang City, with huge power!
But after reaching this level, it is extremely difficult to improve even further!
Now these two purple blood fruits are indeed a major opportunity for their Han family!
He thought so, let alone Han Qinghai!
When he heard Han Meng'er talk about the Purple Blood Fruit, he was moved, and then he asked Lin Yun's situation so clearly, so naturally he had thoughts about the Purple Blood Fruit!
However, he was more cautious and suspicious. After hearing all about Lin Yun, he hesitated and did not take action immediately. Instead, he called Han Yunlin and Han Yueyu.
Although he was very excited at this time, he was still a little hesitant because of his suspicious nature: "That kid can kill the Iwasawa giant lizard with one punch, and his strength is probably close to that of a perfect warrior in the Divine Palace Realm. If he fights to the death, our Han family will I'm afraid there will be greater losses, and then..."
He said no more, but both knew what he meant.
Perfect warriors in the Divine Palace Realm. Warriors at this level are much stronger than ordinary ninth-level warriors in the Divine Palace Realm. Their destructive power is astonishing. There are only two of them in the Han family.
Once Lin Yun desperately resists, the losses suffered by their Han family cannot be underestimated!
Han Yueyu frowned, his eyes looking thoughtful.
Han Yunlin suddenly sneered, "Brother, I think you are really stupid!"
Hearing this, Han Qinghai looked displeased and frowned, "What do you mean by that?"
"Brother, I'm not telling you, your cautious character needs to change!"
Han Yunlin shook his head and said with a smile: "Look, Meng'er just said a few nonsense words and scared you! Don't tell me, do you really believe what Meng'er said?"
"You mean, the Purple Blood Fruit is fake?" Han Qinghai frowned.
"No!"
Han Yunlin shook his head and smiled: "The Purple Blood Fruit should be real, but that boy's strength must be fake!"
He sneered, "I've seen that kid before. He's only seventeen or eighteen years old at most. He's only at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan Realm. Even if Meng'er said that his body is strong, at this age, no matter how strong his body is, how strong can he be? go?"
"It can only hold up to the sky and is comparable to the monster beasts in the early stages of the Divine Palace Realm!"
Han Yunlin sneered: "Meng'er likes that boy, so naturally he praises him to the sky. Maybe, that boy tricked Meng'er into telling you this on purpose!"
"As for killing the Iwasawa monitor lizard with one punch..."
Han Yunlin looked at Han Qinghai, shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother, the more cautious you are, the more confused you become! With Meng'er's knowledge, how can she recognize the Iwasawa monitor lizard? It's probably just a lizard-like monster!"
"Furthermore, even if it is really the Iwasawa monitor, it is probably not yet mature. At most, it is only at the middle stage of the Divine Palace Realm!"
"Song Kun must have been careless. He was thrown to the giant lizard by that kid. Then he fought with the giant lizard. He lost to the giant lizard and was killed. The giant lizard was also severely injured by Song Kun and was dying. Then he was killed by the kid. Got a bargain!"
"Brother, don't even think about it, how old is that kid?"
Han Yunlin sneered: "Is it possible for a boy who is at most seventeen or eighteen years old to have the strength close to a perfect warrior in the Divine Palace Realm? Is it possible?"
He sneered, looking scornful, not believing what Han Meng'er said at all.
In his opinion, Lin Yun was at most a little stronger than Han Meng'er, and at the top of his game, he was on par with Kong Lei.
Although his talent is very good, in front of the Han family, he is still just an ant, and he can easily crush it to death!
After hearing his explanation, Han Qinghai frowned slightly, his eyes looking thoughtful.
He really didn't believe what his daughter said, but after hearing Han Yunlin's explanation, he felt something was wrong.
Lin Yunruo really only has such little strength, how dare he come to their Han family?
Isn't he afraid that Han Meng'er will spill the beans and the Han family will take action against him to seize the Purple Blood Fruit?
Moreover, the news of Song Kun's death must not be hidden. When the time comes for Song Xian to come and cause trouble, will he really not be afraid at all?
No way to deal with it?
Doubts lingered in his mind.
However, when he thought of Lin Yun's age, most of these doubts in his mind dissipated.
Lin Yun is too young!
People of this age, who are the most talented in Heiyunfang City, have a massive supply of resources, and with the help of the soul elixir, they have only just broken through to the realm of the Divine Palace.
How could a poor boy with no backing be far beyond the most outstanding genius in their Heiyunfang City and possess the strength close to a perfect warrior in the Divine Palace Realm?
It's definitely impossible!
What Han Yunlin said is the most reasonable!
"Maybe I really thought too much..."
Han Qinghai thought to himself.
Immediately, his eyes became cold.
Since Lin Yun is not that powerful, he will naturally not have any scruples.
"Yunlin is right, I was indeed too cautious!"
Han Qinghai sneered: "A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old can really conquer the world?!"
"Brother, you finally figured it out!"
Han Yunlin laughed and sneered: "Even if that kid has more than the strength I mentioned and also hides a part of it, he is just an ant in front of our Han family and can be easily crushed to death!"
"and……"
Han Yunlin's eyes became stern, "That kid killed Song Kun. After we get the Purple Blood Fruit, we can hand him over to Song Xian for processing. We can also earn a huge favor from Song Xian in vain!"
"That's right!"
Han Qinghai nodded, then looked at Han Yueyu, "Dad, Yun Lin and I want these two purple blood fruits!"
Hearing this, Han Yueyu pondered for a moment, then showed a decisive look and nodded: "You are right, this is a major opportunity for our Han family and we cannot miss it!"
"but……"
A cold and stern look suddenly appeared in Han Yueyu's eyes, "Our Han family wants these two purple blood fruits, and our Han family also wants their reputation!"
He looked at the two of them coldly, "Do you know what to do?"
Hearing this, Han Qinghai and Han Yunlin were both startled.
Then, Han Yunlin suddenly laughed sinisterly, "Dad, don't worry, I know what to do!"
He smiled sinisterly, his eyes full of sternness.
"Boy, don't blame me. If you want to blame me, blame you for coming to our Han family's territory. Who will die if you don't die?"
…
Jingshiju.
Lin Yun sat in the room to rest.
The environment here is quiet and elegant. The incense burner in the room is burning with calming spices, and the smoke is rising, making people feel refreshed and relieved of fatigue.
It is indeed a good place to meditate and recuperate.
Lin Yun wasted no time and sat cross-legged on the bed. He then took out an exquisite jade bottle, poured a drop of purple dew into his mouth, and swallowed it into his abdomen.
This is the last drop of purple light revealed, and his cultivation is only the last bit short of reaching the perfection of the Yuan Dan realm.
After refining this drop of purple light dew, you can start to open up the sea of consciousness and break through to the realm of the divine palace!
He closed his eyes, ran the Source Art, and tried his best to refine this drop of purple dew containing huge energy, refining it into wisps of pure and condensed true essence, and merged it into the Dantian Yuandan.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes and looked coldly towards the door.
at the same time--
Bang!
The door was kicked open!
A large number of guards wearing armor and holding spears rushed in, all the sharp tips of the spears in their hands pointed at Lin Yun.
In the courtyard outside, the walls, roofs and other places were all occupied by a large number of guards and tightly guarded.
In an instant, the entire Jingshi Residence was surrounded by three layers of guards, inside and outside, and it was suffocating!
Da da da……
A series of loud footsteps sounded, and the guard immediately made way for a passage.
I saw Han Yunlin, who was dressed in gorgeous robes, with an aquiline nose, an arrogant expression, and cold eyes, walking straight over. The powerful aura of the seventh level of the Divine Palace realm swept out of him, rolling up the overwhelming pressure of the sky and crushing Lin Yun.
With a stern look on his face, he pointed at Lin Yun and yelled angrily: "A bold thief, such a daring thief, he dared to steal the Mountain Breaking Sword, the most precious treasure of Han Mansion, and he deserves to be punished with death!"
"Come here, capture this beast for me and take it to a dark cell for interrogation!"
(ps, this chapter was written yesterday. I wrote most of it last night, and I fell asleep unknowingly while writing it, sweat...)
