Lin Shiyi was stunned and forgot to struggle.
Lin Chujiu has a single spiritual root, how is this possible?
Mingming's grandfather and father had told her since she was little that her sister had no spiritual roots and she had to protect her sister.
If Lin Chujiu had a single spiritual root, who would she be?
Lin Shiyi was at a loss and didn't know how to react.
sad? Or happy?
There is a reason why the Lin family concealed Lin Chujiu's spiritual roots.
There is constant competition among the three families, and the Lin family only relies on Lin Chujiu, a genius with a single spiritual root, to revitalize the family.
However, the Li family already has a single spiritual root like Li Churan. When they officially rise, they will not tolerate the Lin family having a single spiritual root.
Besides, the Li family has always been ruthless.
After much thought, the Lin family's grandfather decided to hide the news.
Let Lin Chujiu, as a mortal without spiritual roots, not attract attention, but still allow her to practice well.
The direct descendants of each family do not necessarily have spiritual roots, so no one suspects them of fraud.
But just a year ago, on the night when the previous head of the Lin family died, the genius that the Lin family had concealed for many years was also brutally murdered.
Although he saved his life, his spiritual roots were completely destroyed and he could no longer practice.
The Lin family kept these things secret very strictly, and no one except the core members of the family knew about it.
Even Lin Shiyi only found out at this moment.
The man in black watched Lin Shiyi's reaction with interest, and put the dagger close to Lin Shiyi's pale face.
Lin Shiyi tilted his head and forced himself to calm down, "You can kill if you want, but if you want to sow discord between me and dad, I advise you to give up!"
Even if what the man in black said was true, she still wanted to hear it from her father himself.
Seeing that Lin Shiyi refused to accept his words, the man in black stood up and sighed, "I originally wanted you to be a sensible person, but since you don't believe it, then go die now."
Turning over his palm, a ball of red pill appeared in his palm.
Opening Lin Shiyi's mouth, the man in black was about to put the elixir into her mouth.
However, the next second, a burst of white mist suddenly appeared.
With the help of the Breath Condensation Talisman, Ji Changyue quickly unlocked the restrictions on Lin Shiyi before the man in black could react.
The man in black didn't pay attention to Lin Shiyi at all, and the restriction was simple and could be easily unlocked with the help of external force.
Lin Shiyi was about to accept her fate, but she didn't expect that someone would come to save her.
She said: "That person is at the sixth level of Qi training, let's leave quickly."
As soon as the words fell, the man in black appeared in front of the two of them.
"Want to leave? It's not up to you!"
His voice was filled with anger, and he raised his hand and fired a fire dragon.
The fire dragon, as thick as a bucket, shot out of the air and headed straight towards the two men's offensive with Liao Yuan.
Lin Shiyi only practiced on weekdays. Even if he fought, it was only with disciples within his family. He had never experienced real combat.
So much so that when facing the enemy's fire dragon, he forgot to resist for a moment.
"What are you doing stupidly?"
Ji Changyue pushed away Lin Shiyi who was standing stupidly, and threw dozens of water-gathering talismans.
The water gathering talisman was activated and turned into a water column to face the fire dragon.
"you……"
Lin Shiyi looked at her in shock, never expecting that Ji Changyue would push her away at a critical moment.
Ji Changyue couldn't be distracted at this time, and shouted without looking back: "Don't be stupid, aren't you also at the sixth level of Qi training? Use the techniques you usually learn to attack him."
There is really no way to get rid of her anymore. She can't resist her physical resistance even if she only has the third level of Qi training.
If it weren't for these talismans carrying it for her, she would have died long ago.
"Oh well."
Lin Shiyi finally came to his senses and also took up the magic formula, "Fire Burning Sky, go!"
Lin Shiyi has the spiritual roots of gold and fire. Although he is not very hardworking on weekdays, his cultivation is indeed achieved step by step by himself.
Although he was unfamiliar with the man in black, he was not at a disadvantage.
Of course, there is no advantage.
With Lin Shiyi joining, Ji Changyue will feel much more relaxed.
The man in black is experienced and skilled. Although Lin Shiyi can resist now, he will be defeated soon.
Obviously the man in black also knew that he could easily deal with Lin Shiyi and still have time to talk to Ji Changyue.
"I didn't want to hurt innocent people, but you insisted on dying. I'll satisfy you after I finish her off."
Ji Changyue was rummaging through her pockets frantically.
As a weakling at the third level of Qi training, she could only find methods elsewhere.
The man in black was so sure of victory that Ji Changyue couldn't help but express his opinion.
Swish, swish, throw out a few explosive symbols first.
Lin Shiyi restrained the man in black, and the explosive talisman landed just on top of the man in black.
"..."
The man in black had smoke coming from his head and was furious.
Where did she get so many talismans? Is it possible that the Lin family is so generous now?
The man in black was wearing clothes made of ordinary materials, and the explosion talisman exploded the top of his head, revealing a dark face.
However, the man in black didn't seem to notice it. He gave the two men a cold look and his offensive became more and more fierce.
Seems to want a quick fix.
However, even though his face was blackened by the explosion, Lin Shiyi recognized him.
She murmured: "Uncle Wu, why is it you?"
Lin Wu, a descendant of the Lin family, was the personal steward of Lin Eleven's grandfather.
An acquaintance committed the crime?
Ji Changyue paused in his movements and raised his ears.
The man in black paused, suddenly realizing that the clothes covering his face were ruined.
Touching his face, Lin Wu let out a sharp laugh, "It's hard for Miss Eleven to still remember this little person Lin Wu."
"Uncle Wu, what are you talking about? Dad and the others said you died together with your grandfather. Why are you here? And...you want to kill me..."
Lin Wu was her grandfather's personal steward. He died in the accident a year ago. She and everyone in the Lin family had seen Lin Wu's body.
That's why she was so surprised and even sad to see Lin Wucai.
Lin Wu has followed Lin's grandfather all year round, and Lin Shiyi is also very close to and trusts him.
It would be a blow to anyone if someone he trusted wanted to kill him.
Ignoring Lin Shiyi's questioning, Lin Wu said coldly: "I will act as ordered."
On orders, on whose orders?
Lin Shiyi couldn't help but think of what he said before, that he wanted to dig up her spiritual roots.
In the Lin family, if anyone can instigate Lin Wu, it is only her father.
Lin Shiyi's face turned gray almost instantly. She stood shaky on the spot, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
"Really...it's my dad..."
She shook her head as she spoke, not daring to think about it or believe it.
"Miss Eleven will get on the road as soon as possible if she knows."
Lin Shiyi's condition at this time was not enough to support her confrontation with Lin Wu. In the blink of an eye, Lin Wu was in front of her, ready to repeat his old tricks.
The red elixir was in the palm of his hand, "Miss Eleven, take it obediently and don't let my subordinates use force."
Lin Shiyi lowered his head and stared blankly at the pea-sized pill in his hand.
Under Lin Wu's gaze, she stretched out her hand to pinch the elixir.
Looking at Lin Shiyi who had lost his soul, Ji Changyue stepped forward and said, "Lin Shiyi, think clearly. No one can decide your destiny for you, including your parents who gave birth to you."
Not even destiny can determine your destiny, your destiny is in your own hands.
