C15 Unfair

A gust of wind blew across the field. Lin Mo suddenly fell to the ground like a piece of paper. Lin Xi and the butterfly cried out in alarm and rushed towards the fallen Lin Mo. The Second Elder originally wanted to take action, but when he saw the copy carried by the two girls, he tactfully sat back down.

Lin Qing's expression was extremely ugly and the City Lord's expression was even uglier than his. Lin Mo's rise in power was completely out of his expectation. The people of Zhou family and Su family were watching him. If he didn't do anything now, Lin Mo would become a new blood of Tianzong City. At that time, whether it was that magical sword or not. . . It was still the cultivation technique and bloodline in Lin Mo's body, but none of them had any fate with him.

In a moment of desperation, the City Lord stood up, cleared his throat, and announced to the audience, "In the trial, Lin Mo is good at using his soul power, and he is ruthless towards his own kind. Whether it is the law of the Lin family or the law of Tianzong City, Lin Mo's actions are all very vile. He will be detained and interrogated. "

The Second Elder stood behind the City Lord with an angry expression. This person was really shameless! However, he was the Second Elder of the Lin family. If the county openly rebelled against the patriarch, it would only make the Lin family a laughing stock. He looked at Lin Mo with some pity, but in the end, he did not say anything.

Lin Mo fell to the ground, but he didn't faint. Hearing the mayor's words, he suddenly laughed. Her smile wasn't pleasant to the ears. Because her soul power was exhausted and she was seriously injured, it was like a leaking bellows.

The City Lord's expression became uglier and uglier. Lin Mo's laughter was filled with sarcasm. With a stern expression, he ordered the people around him, "What are you still standing there for?! Hurry up and bring him back to the disciplinary room!"

But at this moment, someone suddenly jumped from the audience to the training platform. Everyone focused their eyes and saw that the person was a young man who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. He wore a long robe made of blue silk, and his eyebrows were frivolous. He stood in front of Lin Mo and looked at the City Lord. He smiled and said, "You are so shameless. In front of so many people, black and white were inverted. With such a talent appearing, it's not easy to give birth to a cure. If that's the case, why don't you give Brother Lin to our Zhou family? What do you think? "

Who is this kid? How dare he speak to the City Lord like this? Is he tired of living?

If it was someone else who said this, the City Lord could make him disappear from this world forever. However, this young man in front of him couldn't because his name was Zhou Zijing, the number one new blood of Zhou family. He was seventeen years old and was already a mid stage martial artist. Compared to the geniuses of the Imperial Guards, he wasn't any weaker.

The City Lord looked at Zhou Zijing and said with a fake smile, "The most important thing for the Lin family is to unite. Lin Mo has shown his fierceness in front of everyone, and severely injured the experts of my race. Shouldn't he be punished?"

Zhou Zijing looked at Lin Mo and raised his eyebrows. Lin Mo felt somewhat helpless. This man was still the same as three years ago. He was just like a hooligan.

The two of them were actually old acquaintances. In terms of talent, the two of them were almost on par with each other. They were very fierce competitors. Basically, when they met, they would have to fight. However, unlike Lin Mo's decline, Zhou Zijing was able to achieve meteoric rise, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger. Lin Mo didn't expect that it would be him who spoke up for him at this moment.

The situation was getting harder and harder to settle. The City Lord narrowed his eyes and threatened, "Zhou Zijing, what you said can represent your Zhou family?"

Seeing that the fight between the families was about to start, the Zhou Family's Patriarch suddenly appeared. He had a round body, and no matter what, he was at least two hundred years old. With a smile on his face, he said to the City Lord, "Clan Chief Lin, Zijing is young and insensible. Don't lower yourself to his level. "

Zhou Zijing raised his eyebrows helplessly. His father was good at everything, but he was too afraid of trouble. Clan Head Zhou gave Zhou Zijing a look and a green light appeared in his hand. This fat fellow, who looked like a peacemaker, was actually a martial master. He wanted to use brute force to pull Zhou Zijing away.

Zhou Zijing struggled, but to no avail. He said helplessly to his father, "I'll say a few words. If you say another two words, I'll go with you. "

Zhou Family, who knew what his son's temper was, let out a long sigh. He let go of his son and extended two fingers. What he meant was that there were only two sentences.

Zhou Zijing cleared his throat and said to the City Lord, "In the beginning, the trial challenger was serious. You can speak, but you didn't. "

"Later on, the two of them got angry and used their soul power. You can speak, but you didn't. "

Zhou Zijing's eyes looked like a hooligan's. With a hint of ridicule, he spat on the platform and said, "Since you haven't spoken at all these times. . . Alright. "

After saying that, he turned around and moved his lips towards the audience. Everyone had a strange expression on their faces. His lips were very simple, with only three words.

Shameless!

Lin Mo laughed. This fellow was still the same as before. He would scold anyone who couldn't stand it, but unfortunately, although everyone knew what was going on in their hearts, they weren't related to Lin Mo at all. Apart from Zhou Zijing, no one was willing to take the risk of offending the Tianzong City's City Lord to speak up for Lin Mo.

Therefore, Lin Mo was finally brought back to the Lin family. Fortunately, with the help of the Second Elder, Lin Mo returned to his small room. However, there were experts guarding outside the room, and there were two of them in a group. If they changed shifts every twelve hours, it would only mean that they had changed to another place to be imprisoned.

The butterfly followed him to the Lin family. In a moment of desperation, she went onto the stage to protect Lin Mo. Their relationship had already been exposed. In order to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, the City Lord had used the excuse of being a guest to imprison the two of them.

In the narrow room, a man and a woman were squeezed together. The atmosphere was a little ambiguous. Lin Mo's injuries were not serious, mainly due to the overdraft of his soul power. Adding his recovery talent, he had basically recovered his vitality.

Butterfly's expression was somewhat cold, but her body was very honest and guarded by Lin Mo's side, as if she was worried that someone would harm him.

However, Lin Mo's rise had caused some slight changes. Zhou Zijing's appearance had made the vengeful city lord speed up the pace of joining forces with the Su family, and he was determined to teach the Zhou family a lesson during the Demon Hunting Ritual.

After Su Yunyu left the Prefecture, he went to see another Black-clothed Man. If Lin Mo was present, he would have found out. This Black-clothed Man. . . It was the Martial Master he saw at the edge of the abyss that day!

The miasma in the distant abyss churned irregularly. The hissing of Demon Beasts could frequently be heard from the surrounding inns at night. This was extremely unusual. This miasma was like seawater that had never spread outside. Those Demon Beasts were also wandering deeper into the abyss, unwilling to get close to the edge. However, the situation now seemed to be somewhat different.

The people from the empire's Imperial Guard stayed at the edge of the abyss for a long time. A faint trace of worry could be seen on the calm face of the captain.

Lin Mo was facing another problem at this time. His soul power had been filled to a certain extent. No one had ever had such a huge soul power before he became a martial artist. As long as he wanted to, he could advance at any time. But to condense Blood lineage Qi Seas, the materials were not enough.

Currently, the situation was critical. Lin Mo wanted to condense an ordinary sea of vital energy and become a martial artist. Although it was much weaker than the Blood lineage Qi Sea, it was still possible for him to protect himself as soon as possible.

The old man didn't agree with this. In his opinion, foundation was the most important. There was a saying circulating among martial artists: talent determined speed, foundation determined height, and the more solid one's foundation was, the greater one's achievements would be in future cultivation.

The two of them had different opinions. Lin Mo wanted to ask Butterfly's opinion. But the butterfly seemed to be in a trance, sitting not far away in a daze. Lin Mo called her a few times before she woke up from a dream and asked what Lin Mo was doing in a daze.

Lin Mo helplessly repeated the question again. The butterfly did not hesitate at all and naturally said, Of course I want to condense the Blood lineage Qi Sea. In any case, even if you become a martial artist, you won't be able to defeat the City Lord. Why are you in such a hurry?

The old man laughed. Lin Mo helplessly rubbed his head and asked the butterfly why it was in a daze. The butterfly frowned and said with uncertainty, "In the City Lord's Mansion, I feel a familiar aura. "

The atmosphere in the room became solemn when she said this. The butterfly was a native of the abyss. She was familiar with the aura of the abyss, but the problem was, this was the Tianzong City. How could something in the abyss appear here?

The butterfly was not very sure either. Her realm was not high, so her perception was naturally poor as well. When mentioning the realm of the butterfly, Lin Mo was somewhat curious. He sized up the butterfly from head to toe. She clearly didn't have any soul power fluctuation, but she had the physique of a body refiner. Could this be some kind of secret technique?

The old man could only guess at this. In the long period of time, the Long Sword and the butterfly had formed a mysterious connection. Rather than saying that the butterfly was a human, it was more appropriate to say that she was a sword spirit. Otherwise, she would not have been able to maintain her appearance of eighteen or nineteen years old after so many years.

This conclusion was somewhat ambiguous. The old man comforted him. Although the Human Clan had been exploring the path of cultivation for a long time, Moreover, there were many cultivation techniques and martial skills that were very magical. It was totally not in line with the current cultivation system. Regarding this. . . The old man's guess was that at the border of the Three Great Empires. . . The world of cultivators might not be limited to the Three Great Empires. . . In other worlds, there were different rules.

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside. The Soul Points of the two Overseers flashed for a moment before falling silent. After that, the door was opened and Zhou Zijing's hooligan face appeared. He said to Lin Mo, "There's going to be a good show tonight. Do you want to go together?"