Duan Feichen's figure gradually faded away and soon disappeared from the end of his sight.

Li Xinyu, Luo Shanshan and Huangfu Yunyan from the inner hall also came out at this time.

"Is he trustworthy? Husband..."

Li Xinyu looked at the direction where Duan Feichen disappeared and asked worriedly.

"Often time, Duan Feichen is not a credible person..."

Lin Yu smiled, with a look of confidence on his face.

"But, at a life-threatening moment, he is trustworthy. I know Duan Feichen very well. He cherishes his life. In order to survive, I believe he should work hard in this matter."

Knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy.

There is only one life, and people cannot be resurrected when they die.

For someone like Duan Feichen who cherishes his life very much, nothing is more important than his own life.

What's more, Duan Feichen is still a complete villain.

The so-called loyalty is not worth mentioning until the threat of life.

Lin Yu put a ban on him, so he had no way out.

Or, honestly follow Lin Yu’s request and inquire about the location of Wuliangdao.

Or, look for a real master and untie the restrictions planted on your body.

The eldest brother is definitely impossible to count on. After all, the eldest brother is just a first-time entry into the realm of heaven and man.

As an old-fashioned Heavenly Realm powerhouse, Elder Faxuan was easily solved by Lin Yu.

How could the prohibition planted by Lin Yu be handled by the eldest brother?

As for the higher level of power...

Duan Feichen was not qualified to see him at all.

By contrast, the first choice is obviously the easiest to achieve.

After hearing Lin Yu's answer, Huangfu Yunyan reminded from the side: "This person looks untrustworthy, with a deer-headed mouse head, like a fence-bearing grass. Young master, you must be careful."

At this moment, Lin Yu smiled softly.

"I believe in it is not him, but human nature. Unless you are desperate, no one is willing to take his life as a bet."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Luo Shanshan apologetically.

"Shanshan, I have too many enemies now. They can't do anything to me. They will definitely attack our family. In recent times, uncles and aunts must move to a safe place and cannot implicate them."

After hearing this, Luo Shanshan nodded solemnly.

A trace of worry couldn't help but pass on his pretty face.

She didn't want to see that her parents were in danger because of this.

In the next period of time, Lin Yu will take them to rescue Tongtong.

During this period, I had no energy to distract myself from protecting my parents.

"I have made arrangements and I will send my uncle and aunt to a secret place tonight. After I resolve my enemies, everything will be fine."

...

Dong...dong...dong...dong...

Morning bells and evening drums are melodious and peaceful.

A temple stands halfway up the mountainside of the wilderness.

The remote geographical location makes it unpopular here.

In addition to some hikers who like adventure, we have never seen believers and pilgrims here for many years.

In the dilapidated Buddhist temple, a middle-aged monk was wearing a shabby cassock and was covered in dirty body.

Although he was dressed in a sloppy manner, the monk's skin shone with a crystal luster.

He held three thin sandalwood branches in his hand, placed them on a thin candle and lit them, and then inserted them into a copper incense burner.

Light smoke rises and floats in the air.

The delicate sandalwood smell gradually spread.

The monk put his palms together and muttered something.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind.

immediately.

Cramped..., the door was pushed open from outside.

"Senior Brother!"

After the visitor walked into the Buddhist temple, he shouted respectfully.

Hearing the sound, the monk did not look back.

He still lowered his eyebrows and recited silently.

In the curling smoke, the Buddha statue has a kind eyebrows and a smile.

A pair of wise eyes looked at each other lightly, as if they were looking at everything in the world.

After a long time, the monk finished reciting.

He turned slowly, his crystal clear face full of compassion.

"Junior Brother Feichen, you are back."

A faint sound lingers in the Buddhist temple.

I saw a tall and thin man standing respectfully behind the door.

"Senior Brother, this time I went down the mountain, as you told me, I went to the East China Sea to welcome the Holy Land Envoy. The envoys from Qiyao Island and Jiutian Palace have all arrived in the East China Sea and have made arrangements."

"In addition, an elder from Fahua Temple also came to the East China Sea. They seemed to be looking for someone. As for the specific matters, the Holy Land Envoy did not ask me to participate in the assistance."

Hearing this, the monk frowned slightly.

The peace and compassion on the face instantly faded without a trace.

A hint of hostility appeared and faintly between the eyebrows.

"Qian Yao Island, Jiutian Palace, Fahua Temple?"

The monk said repeatedly, his face gloomy and unstable.

"Junior Brother Feichen, do you know who they are looking for?"

When Duan Feichen heard this question, he was slightly stunned.

He hesitated for a moment, shook his head slowly and said, "The Holy Land Envoy and the Elder of Fahua Temple are very secretive about this, and they feel that they don't want outsiders to participate too much in this matter."

This answer made the monk's brows frown even tighter.

As the expression slight changes, strands of cold murderous aura gather around.

In the lingering sandalwood, even the expression of the Buddha statue has changed subtly.

In the compassion and harmony, there is a hint of pain.

"Where is the junior brother Lin Yu? Have you seen him?"

The monk's tone was so cold that it was so cold.

When talking about the word Lin Yu, the biting chill instantly surged from all directions.

It seems like countless cold steel needles are about to penetrate the skin.

"When I saw it, I conveyed my senior brother's meaning to my junior brother. This time, my junior brother did not refuse immediately, but instead became a little moved. He was no longer as resistant to returning to the sect as before."

Duan Feichen replied respectfully, bent over slightly.

Hearing this, the monk frowned and relieved a little.

"It seems that he also understands that the world is changing drastically now, and he must bring firewood to make fire..."

Before he finished speaking, a white light suddenly came from the window.

The monk raised his right hand lightly and grabbed the white light in his palm.

With five fingers spread out, a white paper crane appeared in the palm of his palm.

Seeing this, Duan Feichen's eyes flashed and he said in his heart: "Paper crane message!"

At this time, the monk took apart the paper crane and looked down.

After a while, the corners of his mouth raised and he smiled slightly, "My junior brother, I'm going to be sad this time."

As soon as these words came out, Duan Feichen couldn't help but be confused.

He raised his head and looked at the monk in confusion.
To be continued...