Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 8
Mo Lin didn't know that he walked through the gate of hell and lost his life.

Of course he didn't know that the person he saved was actually Ouyang Xueqing.If he knew, even if he borrowed a hundred courage from him, he would not dare to touch her, even if he watched her being poisoned to death.

Two days later, Mo Lin woke up from a coma.

The swelling pain in the sea of ​​qi has disappeared, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to check his body, as soon as the soul consciousness entered the body, he couldn't help being stunned.

From Mo Lin's perception, he found that there were five broad and solid rivers in his body. The turbulent rivers were surging and rushing endlessly, and a wave of majestic breath flowed into the limbs and bones along the rush of the rivers, making every inch of muscle and bone It's full of explosive power.

"Level [-] of Pulse Pulse Realm! Level [-] warrior!"

These five big rivers are exactly the five soul veins in Mo Lin's body that have been washed away. Of course, the river water in them is not real river water, but pure soul energy that contains powerful power!
After being stunned for more than ten minutes, Mo Lin woke up from the shock.He never expected that just one demon wolf's beast pill would allow him to open three soul veins. Surprised, he couldn't control the excitement in his heart anymore, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Zhao Jinxin, you wait for me! I will make you pay for the revenge with your life!"

After laughing, Mo Lin flipped his palm, and the Ivy Spirit appeared on the palm of his hand out of thin air, but at this time, the Ivy had some slight changes compared with before, the surface became smoother, and the whole body exuded a kind of green of icy cold.

"how so!"

Mo Lin looked at the Ivy Spirit floating on his palm in amazement, his eyes widened. He felt the temperature of the surrounding air drop sharply, and a thin layer of hoarfrost spread rapidly around his palm.

"Could it be that the poisonous gas in the woman's body made the green vine mutate?"

It wasn't until this moment that Mo Lin thought of the woman in white. Looking around, there was no sign of her.

"It seems that he should have left after he recovered from his injury."

After confirming that the woman in white left without saying goodbye, Mo Lin quickly deduced her whereabouts.

"Could this Ivy Martial Soul be a rare variant Martial Soul?"

Mo Lin slowly raised the soul energy in his body, and as strands of pure soul energy entered the palm of his hand, the Ivy Spirit began to wriggle with Mo Lin's thoughts, and the cold air emanating from it became stronger and weaker at times, Mo Lin Surprisingly, he found that the cold air above could be manipulated by his own thoughts. After half an hour of familiarization practice, he had completely mastered the method of releasing and recovering the cold air of the Martial Soul.

"The temperature of this cold air is extremely low. Although it doesn't have much lethality, if it is released suddenly, it can still cause a short-term freezing effect on the opponent. From the power of the cold air, warriors below level six should be affected. As long as you practice a set of martial arts that suits you, you will be caught off guard, and it is really the best help to kill the enemy!"

After retracting the green vines, Mo Lin released the Yin-Yang martial spirit again, but the constantly rotating Tai Chi diagram remained unchanged except that the rotation speed was slightly faster than before.

Mo Lin, who broke through five soul veins, soared in strength, and with the help of Ivy Wuhun, he quickly climbed up the cliff. It was not until he stood on the top of the cliff that he realized that the cliff was at least 800 meters deep.Thinking that he was not killed by the fall, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

After glancing at the cliff behind him with lingering fear, Mo Lin began to rush towards the sect.

Along the way, monsters appeared from time to time, and Mo Lin unceremoniously began to collect animal pills. When the sun set and it was almost dusk, he finally saw the shadow of the sect.

Mo Lin took a deep breath, touched the buckskin bag in his waist, which contained more than 30 animal pills, and hurried down the mountain at a faster speed. Along the way, he kept seeing fellow disciples returning from hunting. When I was in the woods, I suddenly heard a burst of heart-piercing cries.

"kindness?"

Mo Lin stopped, followed the sound, and found a tall and strong boy in linen clothes hugging a big tree and weeping bitterly.

"Mo Niu, why are you here?"

Coming to the side of the weeping boy, Mo Lin yelled in surprise after seeing his face clearly.

Mo Lin knew this young man, not only did he know him, but he was very familiar with him. He was the son of a blacksmith in Mojia Village. His name was Mo Niu, and he was Mo Lin's playmate since he was a child.

"Molin, you're still alive!"

Hearing the shout, Mo Niu froze for a moment, then let out a happy cry, threw himself on Mo Lin, and shouted loudly with snot and tears: "I knew you were not dead, I knew you were not dead..."

"what happened?"

After Mo Niu's mood stabilized, Mo Lin asked: "Why are you crying? And...why did you get hurt on your face, did you fight with someone?"

Mo Niu wiped away his tears, and said in a low voice: "The village chief asked me to find you and go back to the village to say something urgent. After I entered the sect, I heard that you had been missing for a long time, so I went to look for my sister-in-law, but was arrested. A guy with a white face beat me up and said you were dead. I felt so uncomfortable, so I couldn't help crying. So you didn't die, so I knew that little white face was lying to me!"

The marriage contract between Mo Lin and Li Yaxian is known to all the villagers in Mojia Village, and Mo Niu privately calls Li Yaxian his sister-in-law.

"Little boy hit you? What does he look like?"

A cold light flashed in Mo Lin's eyes. Mo Niu is a simple and honest man, he is his best friend, but he was bullied because he was in the Ruthless Sect. As the eldest brother, how could he swallow this anger.

Mo Niu shook his head: "It's okay, Mo Lin, let's go back to the village first, your father is very anxious, he said he has something urgent to discuss with you, and asked me to take you back as soon as I found you."

"Tell me who hit you first!"

Mo Lin asked coldly.He knows Mo Niu's character very well. He is the kind of person who would rather suffer a loss than cause trouble to others, but he has a simple mind and well-developed limbs. Whenever he wants to cover up something, he can never escape Mo Lin's eyes.

"I, I heard my sister-in-law call him Zhao...Xin." Mo Niu hesitated.

"Zhao Jinxin?"

"Yes, it's Zhao Jinxin."

Mo Niu finally remembered: "He is so strong, he punched me more than ten meters away with just one punch, and he is at least a fourth-level warrior! Mo Lin, you haven't awakened your martial soul, so if you can't beat him, don't cause trouble! .”

Mo Lin frowned. The news that he failed to awaken his martial soul had already spread in the village, but his father was not in the village at that time, so he must have known the news by now, calling him back should be related to the martial soul.

Matters were prioritized, Mo Lin was not in a hurry to go back to the sect to settle accounts with Zhao Jinxin, and followed Mo Niu on a fast horse he had brought, and drove towards Mojia Village.

It was a long journey from Jueqingzong to Mojia Village, coupled with the rugged mountain road, the two of them rushed to the village for seven days and did not return to the village until the evening of the eighth day.

"Dad, I'm back."

In front of his small courtyard, Mo Lin jumped off his horse and walked towards the courtyard with a loud shout. Just as he stepped over the threshold, he saw a tall and burly figure coming out of the house.

(End of this chapter)