I really don't want to be a disaster

"It's you."

"The sky and the earth overwhelm the universe, sitting alone in the sky and enlightening the world."

Yi Lin reported the opening poem.

He felt that reporting his name like this was very down-to-earth.

Zhennan Wang's complexion turned from livid to ruddy again.He took a long breath, his stiff body didn't dare to move, but he calmed down in a very short time, and he didn't dare to turn his head. He turned to the empty hall in front of him and asked, "What do you want? life?"

"Oh, your life is worthless. By the way, let the kid behind you come out first, otherwise, if my hand shakes..."

Before Yi Lin finished speaking, the shadow behind King Zhennan separated quickly. About three feet away, the shadow twisted for a while, and turned into a blood-faced man in black robe, standing there.

This guy's technique is indeed similar to [Shadow Killing].

Yi Lin squinted her eyes, raised the [Destroyer Revolver] tightly clenched with the other hand hidden behind her, and pointed at the blood-faced black-robed man from a distance.

"My seat heard that the twelve buildings of the Bodhisattva Building are named after Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. Are you from 'Zi Shi Lou'?"

The man in black nodded, which was a tacit consent.

It's not much of a secret.

Everyone in the circle knows.

The other party knew the layout of the Bodhisattva Building, so the man in black was not surprised.

Of course, Yi Lin took this matter out of Senior Jian's mouth casually.

Yi Lin deliberately called Ziyin a "little friend" and acted like an old senior in the assassin world who didn't know martial arts.

The bigger the gap between the performance of this vest and Yi Lin's real body, the less they will suspect a young man.

Even if one day, Yi Lin waved her fan in front of them, no one would suspect that a seemingly clean young man would be the "Apocalypse Assassin" that would scare the entire Jingnan City.

Pointed at by a "weird magic weapon", the black-robed man did not dare to move after he separated from the shadow of King Zhennan.He faintly smelled the pressure of death from the black muzzle of the gun.

"What exactly do you want?"

Zhennan Wang breathed a sigh of relief after being surprised.

He is also a human being, and he could tell at a glance that the other party sneaked into the Zhennan Palace again, not to kill him, but to talk.

As long as we can talk, there will be drama.

But at the same time, King Zhennan felt extremely sad.He used to think that the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, which was so impregnable that even Jindan cultivators could defend against it, was like his own back garden in the eyes of the other party, who could come and go whenever he wanted.This kind of aggrieved feeling made Zhennan Wang subconsciously purse his mouth, feeling like crying and feeling uncomfortable.

"Since Prince Nan offered it on his own initiative, I am reluctant to do so, so you are welcome."

King Zhennan: "???"

You even sneaked your hands from your shoulders to this king's neck, can this king not take the initiative?

Yi Lin didn't care that Zhennan Wang's psychological shadow was silently expanding. After he finished speaking, he moved his gun and pointed it at Ziyin: "I want that magic weapon."

"what!"

Ziyin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly flew into a rage, his anger was overwhelming, his blood was reversed, his throat was filled with fishy sweetness, and he almost vomited blood again: "How dare you—"

Before Ziyin could finish speaking, King Zhennan gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

"My lord!"

"give him!"

Now not only Zhennan Wang wanted to cry, but even Ziyin was about to cry.

But he also seems to be a ruthless person. After Zhennan Wang spoke, Ziyin hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the small black flag, reluctantly erased the spiritual consciousness on the magic weapon, cut off the connection, flicked his wrist, and the black flag turned to Yi Lin floated over.

This evil magic weapon was connected with Ziyin's blood. When the connection was cut off, Ziyin clutched her chest in pain, knelt on the ground with one knee, trembling violently, and sweated profusely under her robe.

This magic weapon may be as fierce as a tiger to ordinary monks, but in Yi Lin's eyes, it is a rich lunch box without any pressure.

As the black flag floated, the dead skin on his forehead began to vibrate again, ready to move.

Yi Lin let go of the trigger, let the [Destruction Revolver] float by her side, and with a move of her right hand, she took the bento box into her hand.

After careful inspection, Yi Lin felt the huge resentment contained in the magic weapon, and the crying sounds of Yin Babies could be heard faintly in her ears. After confirming that it was correct, Yi Lin temporarily put the magic weapon into the storage space.

Ziyin raised his head, looking at the other party's movements with astonishment.

He is the most clear about the strangeness of this magic weapon.

The reason why he can use this magic weapon is because he is fed with blood essence and blood day and night, so that he can use it freely.But when he lost contact with Qi Fan, no one could suppress the evil spirit of the Yin baby inside, so it stands to reason that he would run away in an instant.But those fierce spirits were as cute as cats in front of the other party. Obviously, the other party had some means of restraining the evil spirits, and they were so easy to take down.

"This is enough to buy your life. Oh, yes, you can move now, don't be so rigid, just treat it as your own home."

Satisfied, Yi Lin released King Zhennan's neck, and at the same time signaled him to relax, don't be so nervous, making herself look like a bad guy who does all kinds of evil.

King Zhennan instantly had the urge to burst into tears, isn't this the king's mansion!

This...is my home! !

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 877

Inside the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, the lights were brightly lit.

But if there are outsiders here at this moment, they will be so shocked that their eyes will pop out of their sockets.

King Zhennan clamped his legs together, and sat on the couch with a stiff face, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

A thin masked man, with his legs crossed, sat on the long table in front of King Zhennan, casually eating the pastries on the table.

Yi Lin ate a plate and patted her belly: "Prince Nan, there are some things that you shouldn't know, don't ask indiscriminately, otherwise you will be killed."

Zhennan Wang was sweating coldly.

"From this point of view, the relationship between Prince Nan and the Bodhisattva Tower may not be as simple as I imagined."

Zhennan Wangdao: "With your skill, the world is so big, where can you go? Instead of condescending to other vassal kings, it is better to be under the command of this king. This king promises that once the king is in charge of the Golden Luan Palace, he will be on the side of the dragon chair. , there must be a place for you."

The king of Zhennan didn't dare to intimidate, so he could only lure him.

While luring him, he knocked on the side to see if the Apocalypse Assassin was really the top assassin sent by other feudal lords as he expected.

Assassins are a kind of people who go for profit. King Zhennan believes that the reason why he was unable to persuade the assassins before was because he did not give enough.

As long as you can sit down and talk, there is hope of winning.

Yi Lin didn't deny Zhennan Wang's speculation about his identity, nor did he positively affirm it, letting him guess.

He thought about it, since he's already here, he should hurry up and get more things, don't make it a waste of time to come again next time.

"I don't like those worldly things." Yi Lin vibrated her vocal cords with the power of thoughts, and said with a hoarse voice, "I don't know if there are some natural treasures and panacea in the house. Why don't you just take them out?" , saving me the effort of sneaking in and searching."

Faced with the apocalypse assassin Lion's big opening, Zhennan Wang was not angry but happy, and quickly winked at Ziyin.

Ziyin staggered up from the floor.

He still hadn't recovered from the blow just now.

But King Zhennan had already cast his eyes, so he could only grit his teeth, walked to the inner room, and began to move things from the treasure house of King Zhennan.

The assassin made it clear that he didn't like things in the secular world, and King Zhennan knew it well.

Jewelry and gold were not taken at all, and all the things that monks could use were taken.

Soon, one piece of "gadgets" that might not be appreciated by Tianjianmen, but would attract the envy of many people in the monk world, was presented to Yi Lin one by one.

"Jasper ointment, a middle-grade elixir, when applied on the skin, it is as smooth as jasper and as tender as a sparrow's tongue."

"One 500-year snake demon inner alchemy, if you find an alchemist to make alchemy, it will increase your cultivation for ten years, it's no problem."

"Top-grade Yiqi Pill, breathing out and practicing Qi after taking it will get twice the result with half the effort. Of course, your Excellency will not need it."

"Top-grade Xisui Pill, after taking it, it can relax the tendons and wash the marrow, and transform itself. If you take it at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, it is very likely that you will enter the foundation building realm overnight."

"Mid-grade spirit gathering pill..."

"Top Grade Blood Lotus Pill..."

"Extreme Dragon and Tiger Improving Pill..."

"Seven Corpse Erosion Soul Pills..."

Not to mention, there are quite a lot of treasures in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, Yi Lin was dazzled when they took out the chaotic medicinal pills and natural materials and earthly treasures one by one.

But Yi Lin was also a man who had been nurtured in Elder Ye Liangchen's medicine garden.

After a little induction, he found that some of the elixirs had the effect, compared with the elixirs produced in Tianjianmen...it was really incomparable, almost all tasteless.

Maybe the powder he used to barbecue on weekdays is somewhat more effective than some of the elixirs.

"That's it?"

Yi Lin squinted and sneered.

"Take it again!"

Zhennan Wang gritted his teeth, thinking that the other party really didn't like these things.But at the same time that his heart was bleeding, King Zhennan had a higher opinion of the mysterious assassin.At the same time, I also wondered how much those old enemies paid to invite such a great god to come to this unshitty barren land, specifically to make trouble with him, King Zhennan.

King Zhennan hated him, but what he hated was not the Apocalypse Assassin in front of him, but the man behind who invited the Apocalypse Assassin.

If he knew who was dealing with him secretly, he would have to pay back today's debt with interest.

Next, since Yi Lin snatched away the most precious magic weapon, Ziyin has given up resistance now, obediently acted as the porter of Zhennan King, and after the panacea, moved out one magic weapon after another.

Yi Lin despises these treasures.

He simply closed his eyes, released his perception, and examined carefully.

"There's a sword in it."

Yi Lin raised a finger.

King Zhennan opened his mouth, but was speechless, and finally could only wave his hands helplessly at Ziyin.

After a while, a snow-white flying sword with a sheath made Ziyin move the sword and frame in front of Yi Lin.

"The name of this sword is 'Frost Snow'. It is a high-grade water-flying sword. The most rare thing is that this sword contains aura and has given birth to a sword spirit. The result. This King sees that Your Excellency doesn’t seem to be good at using swords, so..."

The sword was moved out, Zhennan Wang knew that this treasure would not be kept, he could only look for a reason to explain why he did not "hand over" this treasure immediately.

"It's okay, I have already seen the sincerity of Prince Nan."

Yi Lin held the flying sword, and in an instant, there was a clang and tremor from the hilt of the sword, and then a chill came over, covering Yi Lin's arm with a thin layer of frost.

Oh, how dare you resist?

There are two kinds of magic weapons.

The mass-produced type has no aura, and the Zhujian Mountain of Tianjianmen is made in batches, nothing special.

Most of the specially-made ones were previously owned and cultivated aura, which is very troublesome to tame.

Yi Lin also suffered a lot when she was in the Sword Tomb.

"generally."

While talking, Yi Lin quickly stuffed the "Frost Snow Sword" that was still resisting in the corner into her bag.

At this moment, the ground of the main hall of Zhennan Wangfu is like a flea market, with many things neatly arranged.

Yi Lin walked through it, picked and picked, randomly selected some, stuffed more than half of a cubic storage space, and finished the job hastily.

Yi Lin understood the truth that he didn't evacuate all the belongings of King Zhennan, and kept a front line so that we could meet each other in the future.

King Zhennan saw that Yi Lin was willing to accept the things, but felt relieved.

Yi Lin stroked the ring contentedly, and took out a new mother-in-law nail.

He carved a lot before.

Yi Lin threw the nail in the nail of the son and mother into the hands of King Zhennan.

King Zhennan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly took it.

Yi Lin said: "This is the magic weapon specially made by me. You only need to break this thing, and I will have my own induction. I will arrive in Jingnan City within ten days." Saying this, Yi Lin turned to Zhennan who was surprised. Wang raised a finger: "This seat only talks about business, and never succumbs to others. The sincerity of Nan Wangye allows this seat to do it once, only this time. But there is no one who cannot be killed by this seat, only this seat can't kill." Those who are willing to kill, I hope Prince Nan will consider it carefully."

When King Zhennan heard this, he quickly put away the wooden nail and hid it in his arms.

"in addition……"

boom!