Urban Young Fairy

The woman around ...

Seeing this sentence sent by Wang Dihao, Lin Yi subconsciously looked at Zhao Liuli, who was standing there.

Zhao Liuli's gaze didn't know when it started, and he shifted from the finger inside the box to Lin Yi's body.

The light in her eyes was calm, and in her eyes, there was light that Lin could not see through.

The snow outside the window seemed to be more urgent.

You can hear the wind outside the window in the room.

Zhe Lin also looked at Zhao Liuli, who was standing there silently, and Zhao Liuli was also watching him.

Lin Yi's simple words made Lin Yi's head a little confused.

怎么 How could those fingers in the box be Zhao Liuli?

The savageness of a pinch of fingers was intense and astounding.

But what does this have to do with Zhao Liuli?

"What did the man say to you?"

琉 Zhao Liuli whispered quietly.

In this empty room, I felt a little cooler.

"He said the fingers were yours."

Zhe Lin did not intend to hide.

Although Zhao Liuli in front of his eyes is not his master Zhao Liuli, the two Zhao Liuli are Zhao Liuli in different time periods, which can be used to look at the past life and this life.

But Lin also didn't want to hide anything from her.

In addition, Lin Yi also has a lot of things, I don't understand.

Ling Ling also felt surprised that Zhao Liuli heard Lin Yi's words without showing the slightest surprise or anger, or how she planned to justify herself, but she was still very quiet.

She stood there silently, looking at Lin Yi, frowning.

Her sight is also between Lin Yi and those fingers, and she is uncertain.

"What do you know, can you tell me?"

Seeing her refusal to speak, Lin Yi felt a moment of inexplicable feeling in her heart.

"These fingers are called 'Intercepting Demons.'"

琉 Zhao Liuli was silent for a moment, and then made a noise.

"Intercept?"

"Well, on the immortal continent, there are countless people who are pursuing eternal life, but ordinary people practice against the sky and rely on their own talents, but some people are inherently unsuitable for practice, but they still try to see the way of eternal life, that is, to practice some The way of the door is to move flowers and trees, constantly extract the strength of other monks, and to refine others by means of refining others, so as to pursue this branch of heaven and immortality and summon magic.

琉 Zhao Liuli said softly.

These words fell into Lin Yi's ears, making him think a little at the bottom of his heart.

In Lin Yi's memory, although there are countless ethnic factions in Xianwu, it seems that there has never been any trace of things like magic.

It's not like those imaginary immortals that only exist in legends and extremely ancient records.

仙 好歹 has some records.

But the devil has never had a real pen and ink, and has never been known.

Even if Jiuxuanxian has experienced countless times, in his memory, there is still nothing magical.

Not to mention the so-called interception finger in front of me.

"Why have I never heard of something like magic?"

Yuan Lin also felt that Zhao Liuli knew more than him.

It seems that Xianxianwu mainland is not as simple as he imagined.

"All the demons were buried by one's own hands in a war that was never remembered."

Zhao Liuli looked at Lin Yi, his eyes flickered.

She groaned for a moment: "This section is indeed to intercept the demon finger. It has been sacrifice to become a real fairy, but because it is too powerful and violates the rules of heaven, it was forcibly dispersed.

仙 器!

Obsessed with Lin Yi's constant force, when he heard the word "xianqi", he couldn't help moving.

The ranks of the babies, starting from the lowest tier soldiers, are magical instruments, treasures, spirits, and Tongxuan Lingbao.

But the immortal is the existence above all this.

You can sacrifice the fairy.

I am afraid there are only real immortals.

的 And the demon fingers which are comparable to the fairy, they will be forcibly wiped out by the heavens!

How strong is the real strength of things that can lead heaven?

He sacrificed the person who intercepted the demon to refer to such a thing ...

Zhe Lin also thought a lot in his mind, but there were no traces at all, he couldn't think of it at all.

I saw it when I saw the demon fingers.

Zhe Lin also felt the position of her heart. The black glazed flower suddenly accelerated the speed of rotation, hovering in the place of Lin Yi's heart, there was a ray of black breath around it.

"According to you, the demon should be very strong. Those who sacrifice the demon's fingers are even more arrogant like immortals. They exist like this, and they will be forcibly erased by others?"

Zhe Lin also grasped the key points.

He always felt that Zhao Liuli hadn't told the truth.

"No matter how strong a person is, or a demon, it is impossible to be truly invincible."

琉 Zhao Liuli shook his head: "Even if it is the sky above all beings, it may not be overthrown."

"This satanic finger has now become a waste product. Although it is useless, keep it."

"Your friend said that this thing once belonged to me, but it's not bad. I thought it had been destroyed in the disaster of a thousand years ago, but I didn't expect to see it again."

After Zhao Liuli had finished speaking, he swiped with one hand and put the demon fingers in his hands.

"I'm tired."

She said no more and went back to the Sacrifice Scroll.

琉 Zhao Liuli disappeared and Lin Yi sat there thinking for a long time, but still couldn't figure out anything.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Dihao again.

But the phone call made this time is already a blind tone.

The Emperor of the King King did not answer the phone and did not explain the purpose of sending this thing.

His identity is like a mystery.

"Xiao Nan! Come down for dinner!"

Outside the door, Zheng Jiayun's voice came from below ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Lin Yi took a deep breath, sorted out his mood, and walked out of the room.

At the dinner table, Chen Linyan and Lu Shu were sitting together.

Zheng Jiayun occasionally pickles vegetables for Jing 菟.

Tong Dazhuang and Duan Gaoyang, two strong men, sat together. At first, they were a little subtle when they ate. Later, after the atmosphere gradually became familiar, they gradually let go.

This meal is warm and bland.

Lu Shu also talked about Feng Jian's family at the dinner table.

I was said to be the farmhouse made by Feng Jian's father. It was very prosperous, the business was good, and he made a profit.

At the suggestion of Lin Yi, Da Zhuang also settled Chu Han's parents. They are doing some simple and easy work, and the salary is not low.

All of this, Lin also did not tell others, nor did he tell Chu Han.

In this way, it is also to prevent the Chu and Han parents from feeling like they have been eaten by the family. It also prevents Chu and Han from feeling a distance from him.

Speaking of which, Lin also had the ability to make their family suddenly rich.

But letting them get rich suddenly is not necessarily a good thing.

When she slept at night, Jing Yan was holding Coca-Cola behind Lin Yi. Her eyes looked like she had thought of Lin Yi coming to sleep, but halfway through, she was led back to the room by Zheng Jiayun.