Chapter 183: Big Brothers Gathering
The sunlight filtered down from above through the cracks in the building, falling on the person's slender figure.
The heroic and noble eyebrows and eyes, always standing straight with pride, a face so familiar that one can describe it even with eyes closed.
Ten years of love were like the rolling waves in a storm, rushing in without a break to engulf him. Bingwen was like a boat that could sink at any time, drifting and swaying, and even standing up took all his strength.
The square-faced commander quickly noticed the abnormality of his companion and could not help but ask in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Bingwen gritted his teeth until the smell of blood dissipated in the sun. The pain made him regain his composure. He took a long, deep breath and suppressed all his impulsiveness.
"Nothing."
The hoarse and trembling voice was obviously not convincing, but the commander-in-chief was relieved because he knew Bingwen and was willing to take action against Emperor Jing, who had occupied his throne for almost half of his life. Therefore, he was not worried that Bingwen would not be able to complete the task this time.
Bingwen is not only powerful, but also ruthless. In order to carry out the Lord's orders, he can ruthlessly cut off all his past. This is why he is deeply trusted by the Lord and is given the number one position.
Jun Lin looked at the two of them calmly. The strangeness and indifference in his eyes made Bingwen unable to restrain himself from half-covering his eyelashes. His slightly rising and falling chest revealed that his master was not as calm as he appeared.
The commander-in-chief was also stunned when he saw the emperor's face. He walked over and bowed generously, saying, "The emperor is here in person. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I hope your majesty will forgive me."
These words made the people around them feel dizzy and confused.
Emperor Jing?
Qi Chi quickly looked at Jun Lin, who remained expressionless. The boy's breathing became increasingly rapid, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
He had often heard the legend of Emperor Jing in southern Xinjiang and had always wanted to see what the brave and fearless emperor looked like. He never expected that Brother Lin was Emperor Jing!
He knew that his brother Xiaoyun was called Yunyu, but Junlin did not tell him the name, he just said the word "Lin".
My anxious heart cannot calm down. What should I do... How should I get along with her in the future?
The Mohist disciple who was leading the way opened his mouth in a daze, forgetting to breathe. Among all the guests he had received, had he ever met one with such a prominent background?
Who in this world doesn’t pay attention to Emperor Jing?
Jun Lin stood with his hands behind his back. Although he was smiling, he still didn't look friendly. "It doesn't matter. Today, you and I are both contestants. There is no difference in status."
The commander-in-chief laughed loudly: "Your Majesty is really a straightforward person!"
Lin Jun smiled: "Hehe, you better be careful this time, Commander, my teammates are not that easy to defeat!"
The big shots were talking, so Yunyu and Bingwen, who was hiding his identity, naturally had no right to interrupt. While they were talking and laughing, another disciple came to lead someone to the Sun's Place.
Under the oil-paper umbrella depicting the misty rain of Jiangnan is a man who is as beautiful as a banished immortal. He wears a black inner robe with an open-collared red shirt on the outside. He holds the umbrella like a fairy in the painting, stepping on the wind and moon.
The commander-in-chief's eyes lit up, and his attitude became much more enthusiastic: "My Lord Wushi!"
The man's eyes moved and he nodded slightly.
The tense nerves that reign in the subconscious when the haze occurs.
Even though they hadn't met face to face yet, the underlying aura of repression still frightened her.
"This is Lord Wushi, the current head of the Yinyang Family, and this is His Majesty Emperor Jing, the Lord of Dajing."
The commander-in-chief spontaneously introduced the two men.
The whole place was in an uproar again; the sect leader who had never shown his face before actually came.
The shock was so great that everyone stared with eyes wide open and lost reaction.
Misty's eyes glanced over indifferently, and Jun Lin met his gaze coldly.
After looking at each other for a moment, they looked away without leaving a trace.
Is a strong one.
During the initial evaluation, both of them gave each other a great deal of praise in their hearts.
Lin Junhuai explained the rules of the competition in detail: "Teams must have three people, and there can be two substitutes. In general, each team can have a maximum of five people and a minimum of three people."
Jun Lin teased: "You, me and Yunyu are exactly three of us, why didn't you pick a replacement?"
Lin Junhuai chuckled: "How is that possible! I invited a big shot!"
"Are you talking about me?"
As soon as the words fell, someone took over the call.
The young man's voice like flying flowers and broken jade made Jun Lin raise his eyebrows, and when he looked up, he found that it was indeed an acquaintance.
The young man from the snowy region with long silver hair and bangs covering one eye has an extremely beautiful appearance and is unparalleled in the world.
Wu Shi also looked over at him.
"My name is Yi'an. This should be the first time I meet you all formally."
He walked calmly to Jun Lin's side, and under her vigilant gaze, he leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Sister, long time no see."
Jun Lin's eyes suddenly darkened, he turned his head to the side with a sinister look for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
Yi An praised: "Sister has a strong ability to endure."
Although he didn't know what happened, Lin Junhuai didn't want to see his teammates fighting before the game even started, so he ran between the two and said, "My Lord, please stop making trouble. Brother Xiaolin has a bad temper."
Jun Lin: “…”
“Puff——”
Yian covered her lips and smiled, her ice-blue eyes flickering.
When everyone was wondering about his identity, Lin Junhuai put away his smile and said seriously: "This is the Lord of the Snow Region."
"Bang——"
It was like a bolt of lightning from the sky, truly shocking everyone.
The always indifferent Wushi paused, the calm Junlin's eyes widened slightly, Bingwen lost his voice, Yanyu had no reaction, and the commander-in-chief was shocked.
The people around him didn't even dare to breathe.
Who is the most mysterious person in the world?
He is undoubtedly the Lord of the Snow Region.
His rumors are everywhere, but no one knows his name or what he looks like. Many people even believe that he is fictional and never existed.
Suspicion, astonishment, gloom, all kinds of emotions mixed together to make their expressions extremely complicated.
Why did the Lord of the Snowland suddenly choose to appear in the world?
What is the specific purpose of appearing in Yue State?
Is this young boy in front of me really the oracle listener?
Compared to the weird moods of the others, Junlin was obviously more relaxed.
Since he was the Lord of the Snow Region, it was not strange for him to know her gender. However, thinking of the useless look of the young man from Yujian Villa, Jun Lin found it difficult to connect him with the mysterious Lord of the Snow Region.
Do all big guys like to play the pig and eat the tiger?
Yian looked at her with a strange look on his face.
The people at the scene were probably shocked and looked at the big shots in the middle of the hall without even blinking.
Lin Junhuai, Junlin, Yanyu, and Yian, the young master of the Mo family's team currently has four people.
The commander-in-chief now has only two companions, Wushi and Bingwen.
Just when Lin Junhuai asked the other party whether there was any replacement candidate, another person from Japan, who had always been creating surprises and shocks, arrived.
"Daddy, it's so beautiful here!"
"Do you like it, Tuantuan? Daddy thinks it's pretty, too."
The man walked towards them leisurely, holding the small breasts of five or six years old, which made Jun Lin frown again.
It was the father and son on the street that day.
It's just too much of a coincidence.