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Chapter 1796: Mocking

The swarthy young man was very interesting. Before he left, he left a bottle of wine for Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao drank it by himself, looking at the snowy scene outside the window, in a daze.

"The food and wine are here, eat slowly,"

At this time, the old woman came up with wine and food, glanced at Lin Xiao, with a kind face, "Young man, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty-one years old, grandma."

Lin Xiao smiled slightly and started eating and drinking.

"My son is about the same age as you. He joined the Ten Thousand Blood Sect at the age of twenty-three..."

As she spoke, the old woman looked at the street, as if recalling, and her eyes softened, "A few months ago, he led his team to capture a city, and received a heavy reward from the sect, and was promoted as an exception.

For the deacon.”

"Being a deacon in your twenties is amazing."

Lin Xiao smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Yes, he is my pride. When things were fine in the past, he would come over and help me take care of the wine shop. The war may have been too tight recently, so he has never come to see me. I'm afraid this kid will take care of me.

The old woman forgot."

The old woman said this with a smile on her face.

"The situation is really tense recently. Maybe he will come to see you in a few days."

Lin Xiaodao.

"Oh, I hope so. I don't know how this boy is doing. It's getting cold, so it's time to add more clothes. I even made some clothes for him. How about this? Young man, you

Hold it for me, and if you meet him, give it to him so that he can come back and take a look when he is fine."

The old woman said.

"Yeah, okay."

Lin Xiao nodded.

So, the old woman brought some clothes over and Lin Xiao put them away.

After finishing the food and wine, paying the bill, Lin Xiao left. Thinking that it would not be easy for the old woman to live here alone, Lin Xiao left some extra money.

However, he couldn't figure it out. If this old woman was his mother, he would never trust her to stay here alone. He should let her move to other towns and buy a few servants to take care of her. That would be great.

I don't know what her son thinks.

Without thinking much, Lin Xiao walked out of the wine shop and headed towards the city gate on the other side.

In the wine shop, the old woman packed up the seven or eight tables and quickly cleared them away.

After that, she picked up a clean rag and went to the back room, where there was a table with two spiritual cards enshrined on it.

The old woman walked over, picked up the rag, and wiped it carefully, over and over again...

Arriving at the gate of the city, Lin Xiao inquired about it, and then he found out that the Holy Sect had attacked the Binghuoshan Ridge just now, and many people in the city rushed to support them.

It happened that at this time, a griffin flew by and was about to rush to the battlefield, taking Lin Xiao with it.

On the gryphon is a small team of nine people in total. The leader is named Zhang Yuan. He is a tall young man with a kind face and is easy to get along with.

"Brother, are you from the headquarters?"

Zhang Yuan noticed Lin Xiao's waist card and said in surprise.

Lin Xiao smiled helplessly, why did everyone here mention this matter, so he nodded, cupped his fists and saluted, "Yes, I came from the headquarters. I just got here today and I plan to practice some things. Some situations are not too good.

I’m familiar with you, and I hope you’ll take good care of me.”

"Care? Haha, this is a battlefield, not a child's play house. Looking at you, you must have just entered the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. Let me tell you, if you really go to the battlefield, you will face death at any time. No one will

Take care of you and wish yourself good luck."

Just as Zhang Yuan was about to speak, a lean young man spoke with a somewhat harsh tone.

In his opinion, although the other party came from the headquarters, he looked to be in his early twenties at most. He probably had no battlefield experience. He was probably a young man from a wealthy family. His cultivation level was accumulated through a large amount of resources. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to do this.

At a young age, you can join the headquarters, and maybe even use the connections to get through the back door.

You know, even he boasted that his talent was quite good. He only joined the Tianxuan Domain branch at the age of twenty-seven. He didn't believe that the other party joined the headquarters based entirely on his own strength.

Therefore, for Lin Xiao, the lean young man disdains from the bottom of his heart. To put it bluntly, it is a psychological imbalance. Why can you join the headquarters at a young age? It is not because of connections, good background, and good luck. As for the other party

Maybe he got to this point based on his own talent and strength. He wouldn't think about it and took it for granted that it was impossible.

Zhang Yuan frowned, "Hu Xin, don't talk nonsense. We are all disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect. On the battlefield, we should take care of each other and unite to fight the enemy."

"Captain, that's what I said, but there are some things that really need to be made clear, lest this guy drags us down on the battlefield. Anyway, if something happens to him, he brought it on himself. I won't meddle in other people's business, lest I get burned.

.”

Hu Xindao, after saying that, he glanced at Lin Xiao with disdain. In his eyes, Lin Xiao was just a fool. He didn't make good use of the resources of the headquarters to practice. He came here to practice. The cruelty of the battlefield was far beyond his imagination. Wait.

Let's see, this kind of thing won't survive long on the battlefield.

Hearing this, Lin Xiao frowned. The words he just asked to take care of him were just polite words. He didn't expect Hu Xin to be so harsh and mean. If you really want to talk about it, Lin Xiao may have experienced more life and death hardships than these people here.
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