Although the sharp methods were a bit cruel, they shocked everyone present.
Within a few moves, Lin Guiyuan was captured in his hand and shattered the bones on his shoulders and knees. This method and this strength made everyone look at Yan Yin in awe.
Lin Qing'er was not only not angry when she saw Yan Yin doing this, but on the contrary, when she heard his words, she showed a very happy expression on her face.
He ignored Lin Guiyuan's howl and the painful struggle under Yan Yin's hands. Lin Qing'er looked at Yan Yin and said, "Let's go in! He is too lazy to pay attention to these people. If something had happened to his father, they wouldn't dare to do so recklessly."
Yan Yin nodded, looked at Lin Zhiping, and said coldly, "If you see you rude to Qing'er again in the future, your father's fate will be yours." As he said that, he kicked Lin Guiyuan away without any respect.
Since Lin Guiyuan is not friendly to Qing'er, even if he is Lin Qing'er's elder, Yan Yin does not need to respect him.
Why fear a person who can't stop several moves under his command?
Holding Lin Qing'er's hand, under Xiaoya's surprise gaze, he walked into the front hall and walked towards the wing room behind.
Although the remaining people in the yard smelled the scent of flowers, their mood was not as beautiful as the scent of flowers.
Lin Zhiping picked up his father, hurriedly transferred his skills into Lin Guiyuan's body, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
Although Lin Guiyuan felt unwilling and resentful, the severe pain made him speechless.
Suddenly, the originally noisy yard became empty in a short while.
In Qinxiang Pavilion, Yan Yin and Lin Qing'er sat looking at each other.
Beside them, Xiaoya stood quietly with Juque.
Lin Qing'er looked at Yan Yin and said, "Do you want to know why they are all like this?"
Yan Yin was stunned, then smiled and said, "Well, I want to know why they treat you like this."
"Xiaoya, give me Juque, go and get some tea and snacks." Lin Qing'er looked at Xiaoya and ordered.
Xiaoya knew that the two had something to say, so she handed Juque to Lin Qing'er, then turned around and left.
After taking Juque, Lin Qing'er smiled and said, "Actually, this whip is not suitable for me to use. Only when my father uses it can it play its best role. But..." Looking at Yan Yin, smiling and said, "This is what you gave it to me, I want to keep it."
"Well," Yan Yin nodded and said, "I believe that one day it will shine in your hands."
Lin Qing'er nodded and said, "I don't want to call it Juque anymore. Little idiot, please give me a name!"
Yan Yin was stunned, just as he refused to say that he had read very little, but when he saw Lin Qing'er's gaze, he pondered for a moment and said, "Since Qing'er, you like flowers, why not just call it Huaying!"
"Hua Ying?" Lin Qing'er whispered twice, and finally smiled happily, "Yeah, this name is good, I like it very much. I will call it Hua Ying from now on, giggle..."
Yan Yin felt very happy when he looked at Lin Qing'er's pretty and tender face.
Putting away the long whip and flower shadows, Lin Qing'er looked at Yan Yin and said, "Actually, the reason why they are like this is just because something happened to my father."
"Huh?" Yan Yin asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"
Lin Qing'er sighed softly, "When I came back, I realized that my father was disturbed when he practiced martial arts until the critical moment, and his qi and blood were almost flowing backwards, and his skills were completely destroyed. At the last moment, even though he suppressed it, he took a "reverse Qi Pill" and then controlled it. However, that incident caused considerable damage to him, and also reduced my father's cultivation and his strength greatly reduced. The Lieutenant General and Mo Wuqing came to propose marriage to him, which was also because of this. Otherwise, with my father's strength, I would not be afraid of the power of the Lieutenant General. After these people in the clan got the news, some people with bad intentions wanted to seek the position of the city lord. Although there was no definite evidence, someone must have wanted to harm my father."
After hearing Lin Qing'er's words, Yan Yin was shocked. The flow of qi and blood flowed backwards, which was like washing hands with boiling water, and the consequences were very terrible. Lin Qing'er's father could control it, which shows how profound his skills were.
Yan Yin asked in a deep voice, "Qing'er, is your father the King of Wu?"
"Yes," Lin Qing'er nodded and said, "The Peak of King Wu"
How could the peak strength of King Wu be disturbed at a critical moment? Yan Yin frowned and pondered for a while, suddenly felt his heart moved, and looked at Lin Qing'er in horror.
Lin Qing'er nodded when she saw Yan Yin and said, "Yes, my father was suddenly attacked when he broke through to the Martial Saint, and failed at the critical moment."
"Hu..." Yan Yin let out a long sigh, his heart was shocked.
Martial Saint, what a great word. Saint is the emperor between heaven and earth.
If you become a Martial Saint, it will be a qualitative change.
Lin Qing'er's father was attacked and disturbed at the critical moment of breaking through the Martial Saint. This person was really insidious.
"Qing'er, where is the uncle others?" Yan Yin asked, "How is your health now? Is there anything wrong?"
Lin Qing'er sighed and said, "What else can you do? Just look at their behavior. My father is in seclusion now, protected by several trustworthy masters in the clan, and is seeking recovery."
"Well," Yan Yin nodded and said, "I hope he is fine. So, those people just now are not good people."
Lin Qing'er snorted softly, "Good people? How could a group of mediocre talents who rely on my father be good people. They are arrogant and domineering in the third city on weekdays, but now they are bullying me. If I hadn't wanted to cause trouble for my father, I would have driven them out long ago."
Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "These people are not very strong. Even Lin Guiyuan has the strength of the Wuzong level, but he only has a scheming and has no real strength."
"Well," Lin Qing'er nodded and said, "He is the son of my grandfather's brother, and there are two more, his eldest brother and third brother. He is the only one in my father's lineage. Although they say they are my eldest uncle and second uncle, I actually have no family affection."
"So that's how it is," Yan Yin said. "I heard from Fatun and others that one generation is close, two generations, and three generations are over. This is how the relationship between these relatives is."
Lin Qing'er said again, "My second uncle has the worst strength and is nothing. My uncle is more powerful. His name is Lin Aotian. He is a peak master of the Wuzong. He is currently seeking to break through to King Wu. There is also a third uncle, Lin Jiannan, who is a peak spiritual practitioner and is currently practicing in Qingyun Peak. There is also a grandfather generation, the father of my uncle and the second uncle. He is a sinister and often relies on his seniority to talk to my father. There are also some people from the Lin family's side of the Lin family. They are all fine, most of them are on my father's side. The people selected by my father when he was in seclusion are also these side members of the side."
After listening to Lin Qing'er's words, Yan Yin then found out the current situation of the Lin family in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It seemed that there were some turbulent trends hidden inside.
However, when Lin Qing'er said that her third uncle was a disciple of Qingyun Peak, a cold light flashed across Yan Yin's eyes. He still clearly remembers the scene where Xingtian of Qingyun Peak killed his Uncle Yanchuan with one sword more than seven years ago. This scene was forever remembered in his heart.
Yan Yin is not friendly to Qingyun Peak. Even Yan Yin has some hatred.
The two chatted for a while, and Xiaoya came over with some tea and snacks.
The dim sum is very exquisite. After Lin Qing'er's explanation, Yan Yin realized that it was made by Xiaoya himself.
After eating snacks and drinking tea, Lin Qing'er pulled Yan Yin and said, "Do you know, I've broken through, I'm now a general."
Yan Yin was stunned, then looked at Lin Qing'er and held her up and down. However, her gaze was attracted by her delicate and graceful body, and she forgot to investigate.
He has a tall figure and proud breasts standing upright. His graceful body is perfectly curved, and his small waist and slender legs make people unable to help but play with it. On his pretty face, there is a slight smile, which is very attractive.
Compared with his petite body, Lin Qing'er now looks like a fairy.
Lin Qing'er saw Yan Yin scan and looked up and down, and saw that her eyes looked strange, and her body felt a little uncomfortable unconsciously. She stomped her feet with blushing cheeks, and hummed, "Idiot, what are you watching!"
Yan Yin came to his senses, smiled and said nothing.
Seeing this, Lin Qing'er looked shy again, and her heart was like a deer bumping into her, both sweet and inexplicably shy.
"Is Qing'er a military general?" Yan Yin finally said, "I didn't pay attention at first, but now it seems to look a little like it. His temperament and skin are obviously different from before.
Lin Qing'er hummed softly, straightened her proud breasts and said, "That's right, I don't want you to say it as a burden in the future."
The corners of his mouth raised lightly, Yan Yin showed a smile on his face, saying, "No, you will never be a burden."
Lin Qing'er was stunned, looked at Yan Yin quietly, and nodded seriously.
Next, Lin Qing'er showed Yan Yin his whip method.
The long whip is like a dragon, either fast or slow, or fast. Sometimes it is like lightning flashing in the sky, sometimes it is like a dragon flying in the snake. Wherever the whip passes, the sound is like a thunderclap. The whip is full of shadows, surrounding Lin Qing'er.
With a lively figure and a flexible long whip, Lin Qing'er happily waved her long whip in the fragrance of flowers. She was venting her helplessness and also telling her excitement and happiness.
After a long time, Lin Qing'er stood with a whip, let out a sigh of relief, and stood among the flowers with a clever smile and looked at Yan Yin who was watching quietly beside him.
Yan Yin nodded seriously and praised, "Qing'er, your whip technique is really good. It is smooth and sharp, powerful, gentle and slow. Every move is undecided, very powerful."
"Hehe" Lin Qing'er showed her white teeth and smiled, "Of course, this is my father's own whip technique, called "Thirteen Strikes of the Peaks". If the Flower Shadow could carry my skills, I would not have been able to use the Thirteen Strikes of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks of the Peaks
"Thirteen Strikes of Mountains" Yan Yin nodded and said, "Good name, mountains and mountains, one level after another, and one level after another, but it is worthy of its name."
In his heart, Yan Yin couldn't help but admire that everyone at the level of King Wu, who he encountered seemed to be able to create his own skills and moves.
Like Yan Haoran's seven fists in the Canghai, like his father's eighteen long fists in Yan's style, or like Lin Qing'er's father's thirteen strikes in the stacks. I just don't know what Fang Xue's father Nangong Jian is.
With this question in mind, Yan Yin asked Lin Qing'er.
Lin Qing'er said, "It's a star-chasing and moon-catching method. One move after another, one move is more powerful than the other. As long as you have outstanding strength, you can use hundreds of moves or even thousands of moves."
Yan Yin nodded, then asked, "Qing'er, do you know what the name and skills of the Lieutenant General of the Empire are?"