Chapter 521: Good night!

The martial arts in the world can't help but lament that this martial arts world has changed completely, and even the Western Arbitration Institute can't be honored, why is it because of that Chinese man.
Today is the Dark Castle and the Western Arbitration Office. The forest night is more powerful. Will the next one fight against the temple and the blood ancestors?
And when they had this kind of thought, an explosion of informative news spread throughout the martial arts circle, and it even faintly meant to cover Lin Youye's wind.
Someone ... challenge the temple!
It is said that an ancient Chinese attacked the temple and killed an unknown number of bishops. The holy temple blood flowed into the river, piled with countless holy light wings and bones.
The martial art circle exploded completely.
For many years, the temple has enjoyed an absolute transcendental status, co-respected by the West, regarded as a holy place, and even the arbitration office is only a spokesperson they pushed to the front desk. It is said that their history can be traced back to ancient times, from which the majesty of the temple might be imagined.
Not the gold content of the Western Arbitration Department!
But now some people have hit the temple and beheaded countless angels. This is by no means unfounded. Some people have seen the temple light shining to the sky, the crooked being beaten, the four-winged angel came to the world, and they fought endlessly.
Is that person Lin Youye?
Everyone thought silently, but Lin Youye was an immortal, and the dark castle was still a bit reluctant. How could he take the initiative to find the trouble in the temple. So who was the one who killed the temple?
Could it be ... Chinese immortals? !!
"Is Wang Gucheng breaking through?"
Someone suddenly put forward this speculation and immediately won everyone's approval. There is Lin Youye in Huaxia, but another person must not be ignored, that is Wang Gucheng.
As early as during World War II, Wang Gucheng took Kunlun to sweep the world. At that time, the divine realm was ninety-nine percent complete. Now, more than a hundred years later, I am afraid that it has really broken into the legendary realm.
And the result of this battle was divergent. Some people said that they saw the four-winged angel beheading and killing Wang Gucheng, and the blood splashed on the spot to keep the temple. Others saw a sword as empty, collided fiercely with the archangel's staff, chopped off a pair of wings of the angel, and left calmly.
In short, no matter what the saying is, the temple is still standing there, even if the immortals were born, they could not help the temple. After this, the temple was covered with a layer of mystery again.
This is a super force that is hard to shake even a fairy!
...
"here is……"
On the sickbed, Lin Lang opened his eyes blankly, and the scene in front of him gradually reflected in front of him. The familiar placement and arrangement made him understand. At this moment, he had returned to the house of Ye Xuanzong.
After that battle, Mo Bingzhu was finally awake, hugging Lin Lang and leaving the dark castle. On the way, he met the coordinating Kunlun strongman, so he calmly returned to Huaxia.
"Ahem ..."
Lin Lang got up and walked around the room, but his body was too weak, and the simple steps seemed to exhaust all the strength in the whole body. After a severe cough, he sat back on the bed and vomited.
The battle of the Dark Castle caused a heavy load on his body. First, he faced a reasonable siege by the arbitration institute and the strong blood race, and then used the costly slaughter demon to kill the blood beast. Then he cut the five great gods to a successful conclusion, and then met the cliff The monster in the ancient castle sent spiritual power to the old man, and finally faced the attack of the coffin ...
This series of battles made his body nearly overdrawn and his injuries were extremely serious. Many of them have turned into dark injuries in his body. Even if he is awake at this moment, he still has to spend a lot of time to adjust the damage and recovery.
His retreat did not attract the attention of Ye Xuanzong Zhu Qiang, because at this time, all the trivial matters were handed over to the five realms, which was rare and quiet. Everything is going on step by step, and Zongmen's strength is flourishing.
After three months.
On the cliffs of Ye Xuanzong's main peak, a figure in white clothes stood on the top of the mountain, breathless, and an unpredictable repair was unintentionally exuding momentum without trace of injury. Beside him, a young girl was holding a tray, picking out a piece of fruit salad with a toothpick and sending it to the young man in white. Countless disciples below saw this scene and couldn't help but stop and give their salute, awe and awe.
This is the myth of Ye Xuanzong!
The young man in white looked polite, nodded toward the disciples who were saluting, and then looked away. A blue sword came to the east and fell into a stream of light and fell into Lin Lang's hands.
"Returned."
Lin Langpo clutched the sword in her hand, but saw that the sharp blade of the Qing Dynasty was still there, but there were a few traces of chopping on the blade. Some areas have already experienced curling. It's extremely slow.
The Shangqing sword was Yuanying Zhibao, and even there were many signs of damage. It can be imagined that the war was fierce. The Shangqing sword returned alone, I am afraid that Li Mujun ...
Lin Lang shook his head gently. This result was in his expectation. How could the strength of the temple be provoke by ordinary people? I believe Li Mujun knew this.
"Open your mouth ... ah ..."
Lin Lang smiled bitterly, helplessly opened his mouth to chew, and before he finished his mouthful, the next mouthful of food was delivered to his mouth. It didn't take long for Lin Lang's cheeks to bulge high, and he chewed for a long time before swallowing them.
"Come, and, you have just recovered, and your bones are still weak. You need to supplement them. There is meat here ..." Lin Lang smiled and shook his head. These days he can really be taken care of as a sickness. It took a full three months for Yilai to reach out and open her mouth.
"Why are you still reluctant? I don't know how to be in the blessing!" A glimpse of Lin Lang's expression, Chen Miaoxuan screamed, silver teeth shouted, revealing a fierce look.
"Dare ... what are you doing?"
When Chen Miaoxuan rubbed his teeth, Huo Huo's flirtatious claws rattled, Lin Lang's heart suddenly gave a warning sign that something would happen.
"Bite you!"
There was a scream from the top of the mountain, as if it had been punished with some kind of horror. After a while, this series of screams stopped for a moment, and Chen Miaoxuan stood aside implicitly, showing a shy smile.
"Sorry, I didn't control my emotions for a while, but I ... still want to bite you! Stop, don't run!"
Lin Lang complained again and again. Even so, the arm was still grasped by a fair palm, the iron teeth and copper teeth began to bite, and then only a more horrible cry sounded.
Lin Lang's arm had an extra row of neat tooth prints, each of which was three points into the flesh, red and swollen, and I must have no time to restoring it.
In the setting sun, the setting sun shone down, reflecting everything into a golden light. On the top of the mountain, the young girl chased the young man and kept running, and sometimes there was a girl's silver bell-like laughter, and ... Begging for mercy!
All this quickly came to peace. The two sat on a piece of bluestone, and Chen Miaoxuan lay quietly on Lin Lang's shoulders. Lin Lang looked at the girl in front of him tenderly, exuding infinite tenderness.
As far as the starry night, the night shrouded. The two finally got tired, and Chen Miaoxuan snuggled sweetly in Lin Lang's arms and went down the mountain together.
"I've seen the suzerain! The suzerain's wife!" The passing disciples stood to salute, showing a respectful look.
"Sovereign ... Mrs.? Are you talking about me?" Chen Miaoxuan opened her mouth and pointed at herself in disbelief.
"Yes."
The disciples answered below.
"Do n’t call me that next time! Otherwise, go to Houshan and think about it!" However, Chen Miaoxuan's face suddenly turned cold. The two disciples who watched were confused and didn't know that they had said the wrong sentence.
"It's okay, it's just right to call the patriarch's wife ..." Lin Lang said leisurely, how could I not know that Chen Miaoxuan's disciples had called her old, Chen Miaoxuan's murderous eyes seemed.
"Well!"
Just then, she felt light, and the whole person was embraced by Princess Lin Lang in her arms, with a hint of panic in her shame: "What are you doing!"
"Of course, let this name be true!"
Lin Lang laughed, holding Chen Miaoxuan's delicate body away, and headed straight for a room somewhere on the mountain. The two disciples stared at each other, staring blankly at the direction the two went away. One of them said quietly: "Don't ignore it ... we didn't see anything ..."
Somewhere in the cave at the top of the mountain, a shy voice came out, panicking: "Get out of the bath!" However, another figure on the bed had already stripped himself of his own skin, bullying himself up, throwing the girl down, and he was very imposing :"I'm coming!"
The lights were swaying, and faint figures fanned, the soft bed creaked, as if overwhelmed. On the couch, the two bodies hugged each other tightly ...
This night was so beautiful!
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