Chapter 2208 The Privilege of Nine Stars
Feng Lin’s feet still controlled the long sword and flew to the west.
He turned around and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"You're pretty good at flying."
While talking, Si Heng looked at Yin Lan, who was lying on the hilt of the sword, then stared at Feng Lin, "Where are you going?"
Feng Lin was a little surprised. Si Heng didn't seem to recognize Yin Lan.
"I am just a driver. If you have anything to ask my guest."
Feng Lin pointed at Yin Lan lying on the hilt of the sword.
With one hand in his trouser pocket, Si Heng came to Yin Lan without hesitation, raised his foot and kicked Yin Lan's legs a few times.
“Stop pretending to be asleep, get up!”
Si Heng lowered his head and shouted.
Yin Lan, who was lying on the hilt of the sword, opened his eyes in a daze. There were still a lot of bloodshot eyes in the whites of his eyes.
Looking at his appearance at this moment, it seems that he has just woken up.
"Huh? Are you here so soon?"
Yin Lan asked as he rubbed his eyes.
"Where are you pretending to be? I don't believe you don't know that there is an extra person here? Especially with my level of energy."
Si Heng looked at Yin Lan cursing, "What's your name?" ? What are you going to the Western Continent for?”
Yin Lan realized that there was another person in front of him.
"I'm sorry, brother, I was on my way here when he suddenly jumped up."
Feng Lin was very happy in his heart. He happened to take a look at the depth of this person, but his face was full of confusion. Show an innocent expression.
"Oh! It's so tiring to live, I really want to die."
Yin Lan then knew what happened. He took out the token from his body, "I am going to help the Yin Yang Crusaders perform their mission this time. You Wake me up indiscriminately, Is it too much?”
“It’s too much? You are a teacher of justice...”
Suddenly, Si Heng’s expression froze. He took off his round sunglasses and looked His face is longer.
“The Nine-Star Master of Justice!”
Si Heng took the token and felt the formation fluctuations on it. It was indeed real. He turned the token over and said, "Your name is Yin Lan?"
"Yes, with your strength, you should know Jiuxing. What does it mean?"
Yin Lan did not get up, and was still lying on the hilt of the sword. "If you don't know, let me give you some knowledge. The nine-star token must be It must be issued by the White Emperor and the Black Emperor himself. "
"Except for the Northern Continent, I can pass through all the rest of the Yin-Yang Crusaders."
Yin Lan said. Yawning, he continued, "During the execution of the mission, the following Yin Yang Crusaders will be commanded and cannot be stopped, including the sequence captain."
Feng Lin over there was even more shocked when he heard Yin Lan's words.
He really didn’t know that Jiuxing could have such a great privilege.
The main reason is that Feng Lin didn't care about anything else. He originally applied for the Master of Justice with the purpose of going to the Northern Wilderness to fight.
As long as you reach six stars, that's it.
“Hmph! Boy, pretend to be crazy!”
Si Heng threw the token on Yin Lan casually, "Do you know who I am? A mere nine-star righteous master, you really want to ride on my head?"
"This sir, Who are you? Are you the leader?"
Yin Lan tried his best. Stretching, "I'm really not afraid of your horse face. If you want to judge me, you can only orthodox Yin Yang Crusaders. You are not qualified!"
"Horse face? It really looks a bit like it."
Ye Yourong's silvery laughter rang in Feng Lin's ears.
Feng Lin also laughed.
“Why are you laughing?”
Si Heng suddenly turned around, pointed at Feng Lin and shouted.
"Sorry, I just thought of happy things." Feng Lin smiled and waved his hand, "You continue."
Si Heng turned around again, looked at Yin Lan and said, "I am Si Heng, the captain of the sixth rank, you are a bunch of trash like the Master of Justice, even if I kill you, no one will dare to say anything.”
"Oh, I actually want to die too, otherwise you can kill me, I am so tired of living."
Yin Lan closed his eyes with a look of despair, "As for the mission ordered by the Black Emperor himself, I’ll leave it to you.” “Heidi?”
Si Heng put on his round sunglasses again.
"What do you think? If you don't believe it, go back and ask to see if the Black Emperor asked a person named Yin Lan to perform the task."
Yin Lan yawned, "Oh, I was dozing off, it was such a sweet dream, but I was woken up by your horse-faced face."
The corners of Si Heng's mouth twitched, but he still held back and did not make a move.
Once upon a time, Si Wujie told him that Jiuxing, the Master of Justice, must not be provoked.
Because only the White Emperor and the Black Emperor can appoint Jiuxing, so far, there are no more than five people.
This means one thing, their identity must be trustworthy.
For example, Feng Lin, as a descendant of Yanhuang, would never become a Nine Star.
Si Heng kicked Yin Lan again, "I will remember you. Just wait for me. Maybe when the mission is carried out, the person will be gone."
"No. It's just right, so you don't have to do the task. "
Yin Lan waved to Si Heng impatiently, "Can you leave? It really disturbs my rest."
"When I find out your identity, it will be yours. Time to die! ”
After Si Heng finished speaking, he turned back and glared at Feng Lin, then jumped off the sword.
“Smelly horse face!”
Yin Lan adjusted his posture slightly and closed his eyes again, “Brother, keep driving, I’ll sleep for a while.”
Finished , and he lost his voice.
Feng Lin sat at the tip of the sword, talking to Ye Yourong in his mind, "What do you think of this person?"
"To be honest, I suspected that he was a Yin-Yang Crusader before, but Si Heng didn't even know him. I must have thought too much."
Ye Yourong continued, "However, this person's strength , should be very strong, not weaker than the sequence captain."
Feng Lin nodded secretly, "But the sequence captain also has high and low levels, but I don't know what level he can enter."
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Another day and a half passed.
Feng Lin controlled the long sword and finally reached the westernmost point of the Western Continent.
In front of them was an endless ocean.
The sky at this moment is dusk, and the sea seems to be dyed golden.
"Brother Yin! We're here!"
Feng Lin shouted, and he felt that this man must have really fallen asleep.
For the next day and a half, he didn't do anything unnecessary and just kept lying on the hilt of the sword.
“Are we here?”
Yin Lan opened his eyes and looked at the sea ahead. He untied the iron chain tied to his body and stood up from the sword.
He stretched hard, "Ah! I really want to die!"
"Where to go next?"
Feng Lin had become accustomed to his speech and asked with a smile.
"Continue to the west, I will show you the way."
Yin Lan lay down again, but this time, he did not sleep, but opened his eyes with a decadent look on his face. Eye.
“Continue to the west? Then we will reach the destruction storm?”
Feng Lin asked strangely.
"Yes, we are going to destroy the storm."
Yin Lan looked at the sky and said softly, "Send me over there and then you can leave. You are not a bad person."
< br>"I seem to have done nothing." Feng Lin smiled.
"You know? If it were normal, it would cost a lot of people to drive this way, because I would kill most of them."
Yin Lan yawned and said softly.
(End of this chapter)