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Chapter 844 Another journey of bitterness and joy

Chapter 844 Another journey of joy and sorrow

Fortunately, the light was very dark and the road was very narrow, and the Jin soldiers could only come in two or two, and the task allocation was delayed for some time; the stone pillar was very low, and it was really good to be short... Yin'er heard the sound of "Ouch" from behind, and turned his head to see the black push and push back and forth over there. He felt very happy and had a strong courage. He held the fields and walked like flying in the water.

Unexpectedly, the joy was so sad that the soles of my feet slipped and suddenly my feet turned from shallow water to deep water?! Yin'er realized that it was too late. She pulled Qian down and slid down several sips of water. When it floated up, Lin Qian was still sinking underneath...

"Ah..." Yin'er was shocked and quickly helped Lin Qian up. It was so deep that it seemed that she could not walk over and had to swim... Yin'er was stunned. She couldn't swim...

Then he heard a strange sound behind him. Ling Dajie's voice had already come. Yin'er knew that it was in danger, but there was no way out. Lin Qian, who was unconscious, had just been dragged out of the water by her, and she fell down and brought her down. At this time, a torch was lit under the stone pillar and illuminated the waters. Helian Huayue, Qin Shi, and Ling Dajie's conversations were endless, and they were vaguely saying: "They should be under the water." "But, where?" "Look elsewhere? There are no ripples here."

"There is not even a ripples..." Yin'er thought about it, and then she realized that Lin Qian was deliberately taking her to the water to hide. She turned her head a little and found that Qian was indeed a little better. She could only say something about her concern.

"You guys, go and have a look!" "You guys, stay here." Ling Dajie and Hua Yue and Qin Shi's soldiers were all concentrated inside and outside the back painting wall. There was no need to worry about not being able to find them.

Helian Huayue looked at the deep pool where Lin Qian disappeared, and decided that he was hiding under the water now, and said intimately: "Lin Qian, if you have the seed, you will hide under the water for the rest of your life."

Hiding under the water all your life? Of course it is impossible. Lin Qian and Yin'er are not fish! They have been holding their breath for a while, but Yin'er can't hold it in. She was short of breath because of her injuries and was afraid of water. Once she got under the water, she knew that she was finished. However, now the knife was on her neck, so she would rather drown than go up to chop the enemy. Lin Qian noticed the pain of her suffocation, quickly held her face, kissed her lips in the dark, and the breath continued to flow into her body.

Yin'er felt a lot more soothing, her arms instinctively wrapped around Lin Qian's waist, and her lips wrapped around Lin Qian. However, her body relaxed, and her emotions were no longer as tense as before. The two of them kissed under the water, and their relationship was as mysterious as each other's water plants. For a moment, they also ignored this underworld, and for a moment, they seemed to have the true tranquility of the deep sea.

Yin'er was moist and comfortable, but Lin Qian could not be completely immersed in the kiss. In order to protect the woman in his arms, he had to listen to all directions. Although the sound outside the water gradually weakened, the hostility became less and less, Lin Qian realized that the danger had not passed yet and must not be taken lightly...

Sure enough, a strange movement came from the water between this line, and could not escape Lin Qian's ears! Someone wanted to dive into the water to chase them! Lin Qian was already holding the knife, without hesitation, and he raised his sword and attacked with one move, and then heard the man screaming, and was already injured by him.

"General Ling——" Helian Huayue and Qin Shi were shocked, "I didn't expect that Lin Fei was so despicable and hiding in the dark to hurt people!"

Ling Dajie took off his boots and sat on the shore with bright red feet. The old general didn't expect Lin Qian to have such a move, so it was hard to say whether he was injured by a knife or cut by a splash.

When Ling Dajie was so injured, who would dare to get into the water?

"Lin Qian, I want to see and see how long can a person live under water at most!" Helian Huayue shouted angrily.

Well... it's not one person, it's two people... Yin'er smiled in her heart.

Of course, Lin Qian could not be as relaxed as the heartless Yiner. He was thinking that Helian Huayue was truly knowledgeable, thinking and courageous. This time, the twelve souls came to the underground palace together and risked the offense of Wanyan Yonglian to determine that Lin Qian was here. Obviously, most of the time was determined by this Helian Huayue. Such a smart enemy, his martial arts level was above Qin Shi, and he was brave and resourceful. He could escape for a while, but could not avoid him for a lifetime...

To make matters worse, while rushing to Yin'er, Lin Qian found that she was also starting to get short of breath. Could it be that this time, he is really going to be defeated?!

What an unforgettable New Year, they were killed by ancient people and modern people underground. After going up, they just surrendered. The key is that all of them could only go to the fake world. In the fake world, there are countless formations far above the Bagua Two-Yi Formation. In Liu Yue's setting, the end of the fake world must be destruction... Both sides and vertically die.

But... a few years ago, Liu Yue and Wanyan Yonglian were able to carve stone inscriptions here leisurely... How did they get out?

Lin Qian suddenly thought of this in a daze. Obviously, there was an exit in the underground river where the wall was painted behind!

My heart was so clear that I hurriedly hugged Yin'er's slender waist and swam in a certain direction. It was just 50% hope. I didn't expect that I would survive in a desperate situation. In the deepest and quiet place at the bottom of the water, there was a stone door hidden in a dark and bright light!

Yin'er's eyes lit up. As soon as she arrived beside the stone door, she quickly worked with Qian to open the door. The old light belonging to twenty years ago rushed open the river and arrived in front of Qian Yin.

It is consistent with the legendary Yiner, and you will have a different world when you walk down.

The underwater tunnel restores the most complete Wanyan Yonglian and Liu Yue.

"Haha, I just said, my parents' calligraphy cannot be just that little! Well, my attainments here seem to be higher than above..." Yin'er had been holding it under the water for a long time, and now she started pouring beans.

Lin Qian was stunned. There were also above... In this way, there were really several levels of hell.

Yin'er raised her head and was about to talk to him, but suddenly froze: "Your face..."

"Huh?" He was stunned and followed her eyes to his left face. This random touch was blood from one hand. If it were Xia Tian, ​​he could tell Yin'er that it was bitten by a mosquito. Suddenly, in order to stop Ling Dajie from hurting Yin'er, he had a regretful knife and returned to his guard suddenly and accidentally cut his face...

"Why did you hurt your appearance?" Yin'er reached out to touch her with heartache. There were countless times in the battle just now. The two of them were in trouble, which looked like they were chased by the alliance. Lin Qian was injured again, and she was intact again... Thinking of this, tears started to roll in her eyes.

"This is how to make a difference." He laughed and held her hand, "Men left and woman right, Scar two heroes."

"Ah..." She frowned, "I'm not serious!"

At this time, Lao Bujing began to read the stone carvings on the wall: "I suddenly dreamed of a young man late at night, like the wind and the illusion, always empty. Some seem to come and go again, and countless things go again if they go."

Yin'er was stunned, not yet understood. Lin Qian resonated with him a little. Although he was young, he had been on the battlefield for more than ten years. The stories and numbers of people he had traveled in his life were unclear. "This poem should be written by your father. Twenty years ago, it should be considered his precipitation period."

Yin'er looked left and saw that it read: "Where are no ones who follow each other in the world? Love is lost and dreams fall. A few people return. From a distance, they see the wind and smoke buried the old road. There is no sadness after thousands of sails passing by."

The characters are in regular script, beautiful and tactful, obviously written by her mother. The artistic conception expressed is similar to Wanyan Yonglian's poem. She felt like she had experienced all the vicissitudes and loneliness. Yin'er tilted her head and said, "Twenty years ago, my mother was so old, so I couldn't have such emotion. The characters were written by her, and maybe the poem was written by her father?"

Turning his face to look at Qian, Qian shook his head: "No, it was your mother." This song has less sense of age than the previous song, but has a little more obvious tiredness.

Yin'er read the poem twice: "At my age, my mother wrote 'Thousands of sails passed'' Where can we not follow each other in the world'?"

"Because your mother was tired of the right and wrong in the world, and she was unwilling to do more details." Lin Qian sighed, "It seems that a tired guest in the world is not forcing her to worry about writing new poems. She is really tired." In response to this kind of fatigue, Liu Yue's design and scheming were not deliberately revealed. She didn't like those, but just means of survival.

Yin'er lowered her head: "There are so many maze formations and mechanisms here, and I was born here. It is conceivable that when my mother was pregnant with me, how many people wanted to kill her... She is so powerful that she can not only protect herself, but also deal with all the enemies who chased her..." Yin'er could not compare with her. Her mother's wisdom and caution were not inferior to Lin Qian, so her father almost didn't have to take her busy schedule and worry about her. Yin'er, even if she could only dig a hole, she would harm several of her own people first. Qian was so tired that she had to accompany her to apologize on New Year's Eve.

"But what I, Lin Qian, want is Yin'er." Lin Qian held her sleeve and strangled the humility behind her. Yin'er was stunned, and Lin Qian said again: "I am not as good as your father. I can't write a poem like this."

Yin'er wiped her tears and smiled: "We are both ordinary people."

After turning a corner, another poem on the stone carvings here, Lin Qian read:

"The rise and fall are success and failure? The world has a short time of talent in ancient and modern times.

Seeing the ice blocking the Wei River and the snow darken the Qin River, who can decide that the military strategists must fight?

The ambition of the emperor and the success of the husband is the people."

"You and my father, this is the same." After hearing this, Yin'er saw the appearance of his father when he was young. He was handsome, had a temperament that was unparalleled, had a worldly heart, and was mighty. He should be eight or nine points like Qian, with a little more noble spirit. But what I, Feng Xiaoyin, wanted Lin Qian - Lin Qian had a rash spirit that his father did not have. To be honest, before meeting Qian, Yin'er never thought that he would like rash spirit. After marrying Lin Qian, he felt that a man's family should have such rash spirit. It is really good, not more than more, not less than less.

I just sighed about this poem, but suddenly saw Lin Qian stopping a few steps away, looking so sad. Yin'er hurriedly chased forward and couldn't help but feel lost in the spot. The calligraphy here is not written by the judge's pen, but by writing it. Judging from the ink traces, it is still fresh. It was written by Wanyan Yonglian when he came yesterday morning. What kind of majestic force and pen tip is this? Just dipped in ink, it was written into the wall and it was "three points into the stone"!
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