The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"master... you've been unfaithful... "

"Heh, then I'LL BE UNFAITHFUL FOR ONCE! " Lin Yan sneered. "Don't you know what you did during the day? "

If he really used force on Huo ran, then how would huo ran deal with himself in the future He could have suppressed the riot by relying on the barrier himself, but he was almost messed up by Wu Xiaoer and made a big mistake.

Wu Xiaoer stammered, "i... I did it for your own good, didn't I? "

Every time he came out of seclusion, Wu Xiaoer really couldn't stand seeing Lin Yan's half-human and half-ghost look of pain.

Lin Yan said, "I'll ground you for a month. I'll come back to check on the 300 amulets. "

Xia Ling watched the master and disciple go back and forth. She watched Wu Xiaoer reluctantly agree and then looked at her with resentment. It was as if she had stolen his precious treasure.

Xia Ling wasn't interested in the ritual that Lin Yan had mentioned, but now, even if she wasn't interested, she had to go.

Wu Xiaoer would die of anger!

*

Three days later, a black limousine arrived outside Qingfeng residence.

The driver of this low-profile and luxurious Lincoln was dressed in versace. His words were full of admiration and respect for Lin Yan.

Xia Ling followed beside Lin Yan. For the second time, she saw Lin Yan's appearance when there was an outsider.

He was still wearing the same long robe. The ink-colored robe was like a beautiful piece of black jade. His cold face exuded an unapproachable aura.

Xia Ling sat beside him.

The Limo drove steadily. Lin Yan closed his eyes to rest.

Lin Yan's expression was cold, but the aura emitted from Lin Yan's body was very warm.

With him around, no evil spirits dared to get close.

Xia Ling mimicked him and closed her eyes to rest. However, she did not know where the Lincoln was going. They drove on the highway for several hours.

Xia Ling leaned against the seat and fell asleep. Her body leaned back and forth in the car. Finally, when she turned a corner, her side profile leaned comfortably against Lin Yan's shoulder.

When his shoulder sank, Lin Yan opened his eyes and looked down.

The girl slept very deeply, but she did not sleep very well.

Lin Yan reached out to straighten Xia Ling's face so that she could lean against his shoulder in a more comfortable position.

After doing all this naturally, Lin Yan felt a strong gaze. He looked up and saw that the man driving the car was looking at him in the rearview mirror with a frightened look.

"drive well, Lin Bai! " He reprimanded and lowered his voice.

"En... en... " Lin Bai hurriedly retracted his gaze. He felt that he had seen something extraordinary ...

*

In the exorcism family, the Lin family's yin-yang technique was passed down from generation to generation. It could be considered a prominent family that had flourished for a hundred years.

Lin Yan was the younger brother of the current generation of the Lin family.

He was Lin Bai's younger uncle, but he was only five years older than Lin Bai.

Lin Yan had subdued an extremely difficult-to-subdue evil spirit since he was eighteen years old. His reputation spread throughout the circle. From then on, Lin Yan moved out to live alone. It had been ten years since then.

Lin Bai knew that although Lin Yan looked good, Lin Yan was innately deficient and had a fire in his life. If it wasn't for his tyrannical strength, he would have been gone by the time he was twenty-five years old.

The Lin family had long figured out the existence of this eight-character extreme yin girl. They had gone to great lengths to help Lin Yan find her, but Lin Yan had resisted fate and moved out to use a stone soaked in Yin Energy to suppress the explosion of his life fire.

But now, when Lin Bai saw that the girl was leaning against Lin Yan's shoulder, Lin Yan had even reached out to help her... ...

Lin Ken's car stopped at the destination. When he got out of the car at the hotel, Lin Bai took a special look at the girl's face.

"Hello, hello. My name is Lin Bai. I'm Lin Yan's nephew. What's your name? " He smiled and wanted to shake Xia Ling's hand.