I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 873: Start with the evil treasure

When Yi Lin happened to pass by on the beam, he happened to hear the two below talking about themselves.

　　 What a coincidence.

　　 So Yi Lin immediately squatted down and listened.

　　 "Tomorrow the Queen Mother's secret envoy will arrive?"

　　 Yi Rin pondered for a moment.

　　 secretly said that this matter seems to have nothing to do with him.

　　 No wonder the intensity of searching for assassins in the city has dropped in the past few days. It turns out that there is something else going on.

in addition,

　　 Just as Yi Lin had speculated, the apocalyptic assassin was sent by the king's brain of Zhennan to be sent by other vassals.

　　 This is in the middle of Yi Lin's arms.

　　 Let him have a headache first.

　　 To be honest, in the entire Zhennan Palace, Yi Lin's most greedy item is the magic weapon of the man in black.

　　 That magic weapon can be said to be a reserve of dead skin.

　　 If it wasn't for Yi Lin who didn't know how to fix the magic weapon to kill, he would go straight down and do it, so why bother to have a headache on the beam.

　　 Yi Lin thought about going, but didn't think of other ways, so he could only leave according to the original plan.

　　 Thinking of this, Yi Lin smiled slightly and pressed his palm on his forehead.

　　 The dead skin on his forehead shuddered slightly, and the grayish-white color quickly spread to his jaw, becoming a weird mask like the icon of "Apocalypse Assassin".

　　 "Good evening."

　　 Yi Rin didn't have any fancy, she came straight behind King Zhennan and patted King Zhennan's shoulder lightly.

　　"!"

　　 The King of Zhennan, who was chatting with the assassin lurking in the dark, suddenly changed the color of the ground. If he was shocked, he was about to take action.

　　 "Don't move."

Yi Lin’s voice is deliberately emphasized on the word "you": "Friendly reminder, Lord Nan, if you don’t want to die, let your assassin and you, don’t move around, otherwise, once I get nervous, I don’t know how to do it. What madness has happened."

　　 With a somber voice in the hoarse, it spread into the ears of Zhennan Wang.

　　 "Zi Yin, don't act rashly!"

　　 The King of Zhennan deserves to be the prince who sits on the side of the court. In the midst of his thoughts, he quickly figured out who was patting his shoulder behind his back. While horrified, he also figured out one thing. Since the other party can come behind him silently and really wants to kill him, he has already killed him, so why bother to pat the shoulder?

　　 Is there really a pervert who likes to slap the shoulder and make irresponsible remarks before killing?

impossible.

　　 Zhennan King immediately issued an order to the Shadow Assassin.

　　 The shadow assassin was hiding in the shadows, almost urinating in terror.

　　 At that moment, he instantly recalled the fear of being dominated by the apocalyptic assassin that night.

"It's you."

　　 "The sky and the earth are overwhelming the world, sitting alone in the sky and enlightening the world."

　　 Yi Rin reported the poem for the set.

　　 He felt that reporting his name in this way was particularly grounded.

　　 The complexion of Zhennan King turned from iron green to redness again. He took a long breath, his stiff body didn't dare to move, but he calmed down in a very short time, and he didn't dare to turn his head back, facing the empty hall in front of him, and asked: "What do you want? This king? Life?"

　　 "Oh, your life is worthless. By the way, let the children behind you come out first, otherwise, in case my hand shakes..."

　　 Before I finished speaking, the shadow behind King Zhennan quickly separated. About thirty feet away, the shadow twisted for a while, turning into a blood-faced black-robed man, standing there.

　　 This guy’s technique is really similar to [Shadow Kill].

　　 Yi Lin squinted his eyes, and the [Destroy Revolver] with the other hand held tightly behind him lifted up, pointing far away at the blood-faced and black-robed man.

　　 "This seat has heard that the twelfth building of the Bodhisattva Building is named after Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. Are you a member of the "Zi Shilou"?"

　　 The black-robed man nodded, it was a default.

　　 This is not a big secret.

　　 Things everyone in the circle knows.

　　 The other party knew the layout of the Bodhisattva building, and he didn't make the black-robed people feel surprised.

　　 Of course, Yi Lin just slipped it out of Senior Brother Jian's mouth.

　　 Yi Lin deliberately referred to Ziyin as a "child" and played as an old man in the assassin world who didn't speak martial arts.

　　 The greater the gap between this vest and Yi Lin's body, the less they will doubt a young man's head.

　　Even if Yi Lin shook his fan in front of them one day, no one would doubt that a seemingly clean young man would be the "Apocalypse Assassin" who made the whole Jingnan City fearful.

　　 was pointed at by a "strange magic weapon", the black-robed man did not dare to move after he separated from the shadow of Zhennan King. He faintly smelled the pressure of death from the muzzle of the black hole.

　　 "What do you want?"

　　 After being surprised, King Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief.

　　He is also a human spirit, and he can tell at a glance that the other party sneaked into the Zhennan Palace again, not to kill him, but to talk.

　　 As long as you can talk, there will be drama.

　　 But at the same time, Zhennan Wang felt extremely sad. He had always believed that the Zhennan Palace, which was invaluable and that even the Jindan cultivators could guard against him, was just like his own back garden in the eyes of the opponent. This kind of suffocation made Zhennan King subconsciously squeeze his mouth, a little bit to cry and feel uncomfortable.

　　 "Since the Lord Nan took the initiative, this seat is reluctant to do so, you are welcome."

　　 Zhennan King: "???"

　　 You have sneaked your hands from your shoulders to the king's neck and pinched them. Can the king not take the initiative?

　　 Yi Lin didn't care that the area of ​​the psychological shadow of King Zhennan was expanding silently. After he finished speaking, he moved the muzzle and aimed at Ziyin: "That magic weapon, I want it."

"what!"

　　 Ziyin, who has not spoken all the time, suddenly flew into a rage, anxiously attacked his heart, his blood reversed, his throat was filled with fishy sweetness, and he almost vomited blood again: "How dare you—"

　　 Before Ziyin finished speaking, King Zhennan gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

　　 "Lord!"

"give him!"

　　 Not only did Zhennan Wang want to cry, but Ziyin was about to cry.

But he seemed to be a cruel person too. After the King of Zhennan spoke, Ziyin hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the small black flag, reluctantly erased the spiritual sense on the magic weapon, cut the connection, shook his wrist, and the small black flag pointed towards Yi Lin floated over.

　　 This evil magic weapon is connected to Zi**'s blood~www.readwn.com~ When she cut contact, Ziyin covered her chest with pain, knelt on one knee, trembling violently, and sweating profusely under her robe.

　　 This magic weapon is fierce to ordinary monks or tigers, but in Yi Lin's eyes, it is a sumptuous bento box, without any pressure at all.

　　 As the black flag streamer floated, the dead skin on his forehead began to shake again, and he was about to move.

　　 Yi Lin released the trigger, letting [Destroy the Revolver] float on his side, with a move with his right hand, he took the bento box into his hand.

　　 Checking carefully, Yi Lin felt the huge resentment contained in the magic weapon, and the cries of the yin babies faintly heard from her ears. After confirming that it was correct, Yi Lin temporarily stored the magic weapon in the storage space.

　　 Ziyin raised his head and watched the opponent's light lifting movements in shock.

　　 He knew the evil of this magic weapon best.

　　The reason why he can use this magic weapon is because he can use it freely by feeding it with blood, day and night. But when he broke contact with the flag banner, the Yin Ying and evil spirits inside were not suppressed, and it stands to reason that he would run away in an instant. But those fierce souls were as clever as a cat in front of the other party. Obviously, the other party had some means to restrain the fierce souls, so it was so simple to win.

　　 "This is enough to buy your life. Oh, yes, you can move, don't be so restrained, just treat it as your own home."

　　 Yi Lin was satisfied, so he opened King Zhennan's neck, and at the same time signaled the other party to relax, stop being so nervous, and make himself like a wicked bad guy.

　　 The King of Zhennan has the urge to burst into tears instantly, isn’t this the King’s palace!

　　 This... is my home! !