Dragon Blood Sword God

Chapter 282 Warmth (one more)
Qinhuang Mausoleum, the first forbidden place in China.

Ten miles away, in the peach tree forest, there are three or two wooden houses and four or five acres of land.

A beautiful woman in plain clothes is busy in the field.

Suddenly, she seemed to have a feeling, and turned her eyes to look outside the peach tree forest, and two figures came in under the half-covered peach branches.

A figure is Lin Tianjiao.

A figure behind him was the silver-haired Lin Jingyu.

The eyes of the beautiful woman kept staring at the figure behind her.

Emperor Qin's Mausoleum, a land of hundreds of miles, no one dared to step in except for Lin Tianjiao. This is the imperial family training, and it is also a taboo. Why did you bring someone with you today.

Stopping what she was doing, the beautiful woman walked up.

But Lin Jingyu stopped in his footsteps, staring intently at the beautiful woman who was approaching.

Lin Tianjiao also stamped his feet, watching the beautiful woman step forward.

"Your Majesty, why are you free to come here today?"

Nan Surou asked, but her eyes were on Lin Jingyu, a feeling of kinship and blood entanglement welled up in her heart.

"Mother!"

Lin Jingyu tore off the mask, and shouted in a trembling voice, the two words made Nan Surou's body tremble suddenly.

"Prince, you are not filial!"

Kneeling straight on the ground, bang bang bang, kowtow heavily continuously.

Nan Surou spoke incoherently, she didn't say anything, but looked at Lin Tianjiao, only to see Lin Tianjiao also nodded and said: "He is back!"

Immediately, Nan Surou threw herself down, unable to hold back her tears, stretched her trembling hands towards Lin Jingyu's face, and shouted two words dryly and choked up: "Yu'er, my Yu'er!"

Touching the face that had been worn out and worn out in the dream, Nan Surou's heart throbbed, and then, the vicissitudes of life.

What kind of pain did the silver hair experience?

She can't imagine it at all!

"Yu'er captured the Youth Supreme..."

"Go away!"

Nan Surou's eyes turned blood red, and a strong vitality hit Lin Tianjiao's body with her backhand.

Lin Tianjiao didn't block, but chose to take the blow.

The body was blasted back a few steps.

"Mom, there's nothing you can do!"

Nan Surou hugged Lin Jingyu and cried bitterly.

Her two sons, one of them escaped to the starry sky, fought for Daqin, and their lives and deaths became a mystery.

And the only one who stayed by her side was also persecuted inhumanely, and she left her side with infamy, but she was powerless, her heart felt like being stabbed by a sword, and she was in excruciating pain.

Kneeling quietly for a long time, Lin Jingyu choked up with a sob and laughed and said, "Queen Mother, I'm fine, I just want to eat the spirit flower cake you made!"

"Well, I'll do it for you, so I'll do it for you."

Nan Surou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, tightly grabbed Lin Jingyu's hand with both hands, and led him into the kitchen.

Lin Tianjiao watched and remained silent.

Immediately, he followed in.

Like ordinary people, Nan Surou made Linghua cakes and a table of dishes, all made by herself.

"Eat more, these are all vegetables grown by mother herself."

Nan Surou kept feeding Lin Jingyu with vegetables.

"The rice cooked by the queen mother is the most delicious!"

Lin Jingyu smiled and said, although warriors don't need to eat in bigu, but the Qin clan has left a tradition that no matter how high their cultivation level is, they must eat.

This is the tradition brought by the first emperor from the ancestral land of the starry sky!

Especially when the family gathers together, it must be done richly.

Lin Jingyu didn't ask any questions, enjoying the warmth.

Looking at the silver hair, Nan Surou's heart was bursting with pain, but she endured it and said with a smile: "One day, when your elder brother comes back, mother will cook for you every day."

"Ok!"

Lin Jingyu nodded, he had countless words in his mind, but he was worried that he couldn't stop after speaking.

Now killing the domineering King Shura is just a son of man, a child!
"After eating, sleep well."

Lin Tianjiao also said that Nan Surou can be in pain, but he can't even feel the pain. Born into the royal family and inherited the mission, then these are doomed and cannot escape.

He is like this, so is Lin Jingyu!

After the meal, Lin Jingyu didn't do anything, he talked with Nan Surou, and didn't lie down until evening.

"Yu'er, born in the Great Qin imperial family, must be very tiring."

Beside the bed, Nan Surou sat quietly, and said: "The royal family is like this, they have to bear it, if we don't do some things, then no one has the ability to do it, the Qin family wants to go back, and they don't want to wither on this land , we need an emperor, an emperor who can stand in front of them, to give them great courage and confidence."

"So, Huang, you have to bear everything. If you bleed, you stop it yourself. If you have a broken bone, you pick it up yourself. If you have a grievance, you have to swallow it yourself. You can't even shed a tear."

"I understand!" Lin Jingyu nodded, grinning and said: "I can become the son of Daqin in this life, I can become your son, I have no regrets!"

"Your brother said the same thing back then, but mother can't give you anything?" Nan Surou's face was filled with pain.

"Is there no news from brother?" Lin Jingyu asked.

"No!" Nan Surou said with trembling eyes, "Dangmother believes that he will survive and stick to it."

"I believe it too!" Lin Jingyu assured, "After I go to the east, I will join him."

"Don't think about anything else. You should rest well these few days. There is only your mother here, and no one else."

Nan Surou changed the topic, smiled, and sat quietly, waiting for Lin Jingyu to fall asleep.

Lin Jingyu completely let go of his body and mind, and fell asleep comfortably.

On the third day, I left 'quietly'.

Qin Huang Mausoleum, on a hill.

"You want to ask about the Hell Undead Army?"

Lin Tianjiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Qin Huangling.

Lin Jingyu said: "Ye Huo and Ye Jun told me that the Hell Undead Army I created was not a real Undead Army. He said that Father knew the reason and the meaning of 'one body, two souls'."

"Since father knew that what he created before was not a real undead army, why didn't he say it? Father was also involved in the accident three years ago, right?"

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Lin Jingyu guessed many things.

Three years ago, his father did not participate in that accident, and with the means of Concubine Hua Qing and others, it was impossible to touch him. After all, he had the blessing of Great Qin luck.

"You're right. I have participated in all of this. Otherwise, with Concubine Hua Qing's power alone, how could she shake the Great Qin's luck?"

Lin Tianjiao didn't hide anything.

"Why?" Lin Jingyu lowered his brows and said, "Thirty thousand undead army, you can obviously save them, but letting them bury their bones in Loulan Mountain is also part of your game?"

"Yu'er, do you understand why Concubine Hua Qing wants to get rid of you at all costs, get rid of the hell army of undead?"

Lin Tianjiao asked back.

"This is the meaning of the Desolate Nine Clans."

Lin Jingyu frowned and asked, he understood that Daqin's enemy was not Concubine Hua Qing, but the terrifying and peerless powerful clan 'Desolate Ancient Nine Clans', and Concubine Hua Qing was just a chess piece placed by Nine Clans in Daqin.

"The first enemy of the Great Qin's Eastern Expedition is the Desolate Nine Clans." Lin Tianjiao looked at the Emperor Qin's Mausoleum in front of him and said, "But they haven't taken action for a long time, and they dare not do it. First, they are afraid of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and second, they are afraid of the army of the undead from hell. .”

"You don't know the potential of the real Hell Undead Army, and its horror. They are a trump card in Daqin's hands, and they are also the hope of the Qin clan to return home. I can't be careless."

"To create an army of the undead from hell, people need to die. Not only do 3 people have to die, but many people must die to create a real army of undead."

"Qin Jian and the others also knew, so they made their own choice."

"And they are also waiting for your return."

"However, with your current cultivation base, you still can't control it. When you come back from the Battle of No Borders and have real strength, I will personally tell you the secret of creating a real hell army of undead."

"And at that time, it was also the beginning of your Eastern Expedition!"

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Expedition!

Lin Jingyu's eyes flashed, the meaning of the existence of the Hell Undead Army is to march east and go home!

"Also, you must go to the Battle of Borderless. One of them is related to Daqin Sheji. If someone has to go, it will be a huge disaster for Daqin."

Lin Tianjiao suddenly added another sentence solemnly.

Lin Jingyu lowered his eyebrows, it was the first time he saw his father so dignified, that must be of great importance.

"I will!"

His talent and aptitude is no longer comparable to before, and it is countless times better than his father's. In the past, his father was able to suppress him. How could he be behind? Not only did he want to suppress, but he also wanted to suppress those people breathlessly.

"Go!"

With a wave of Lin Tianjiao's palm, a vortex arose around Lin Jingyu: "Yu'er, whether everyone in the Qin clan can go home depends entirely on you."

"I see!"

Lin Jingyu nodded solemnly, turned around and stepped into the vortex.

And just as he disappeared, Nan Surou's figure also stepped out of the void and came to Lin Tianjiao's side, staring at the whirlpool.

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(End of this chapter)