I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

As night fell, Jiang Lin sat on the top of Mount Everest, looking at the sky full of stars.

Since the master had not returned, Jiu Yi was also with Mrs. Chen in the Chen Mansion, and Jiang Lin sat in the courtyard like a lonely family.

With a little bit of bleakness in the evening breeze, Jiang Lin was quite emotional...

Recalling the eleventh battle mentioned by Jijibo and others today, Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh.

One wave has not settled, and another wave rises. Although Jiang Lin knew that this day was about to come after all, he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

The Battle of Eleven.

As the name suggests, Yaozu Tianxia and Haoran Tianxia dispatched eleven strong men to fight one-on-one, and they were arrogant.

The invitation letter for the Eleventh War had already been sent to Chen's Mansion in Wanli City. Since the Sun Moon Sect was in Wanli City, the first-hand news was soon received, and the Eleventh War had not spread in Haoran.

However, Jiang Lin believes that it won't take long for this matter to spread throughout the entire Haoran world. When the time comes, the entire world will be boiled.

The Battle of Eleven is set for today, three years later. That is the seventh day of July.

There is no legend of Cowherd and Weaver Girl in this world, and there is no Valentine's Day, but the meaning of the seventh day of July is also different.

Because the first eleventh battle in history happened on this day.

For mortals in three years, there may be a lot of buffer space, but for monks, it really happened in a blink of an eye.

However, the difference in this eleventh battle is that it is not that the strongest men of the two worlds are sent to catch and fight one-on-one, but the top eleven geniuses of the two worlds.

That is, the top eleven of the Haoran World Houlang List, and the 11th place of the Battle Monster Clan World Houlang List.

That is to say, the duel between the two world leaders in the future.

In addition, the losing party must agree to a request from the winner, requiring no restrictions, which means anything is okay.

Or cut off your own natal magic weapon and hand it over to the other party!

Choose one of two.

Yes, there is no "world war" involving whoever wins in the end, and whoever will cede territories.

Even the Yaozu Tianxia said in the invitation of the Battle of Eleven: "It's the contest of young people. The young people's contest is over. Our two worlds are still the same. I am still the city of thousands of miles to attack you, and you are still defending. Your world."

But the stakes for this contest are indeed not small.

The loser agrees to a request from the winner. There is no limit to this request. It is not an exaggeration to be a slave. Of course, you can also choose to surrender your own magic weapon.

But give your own natal magic weapon to the other party, and then your natal magic weapon is played or stepped on.

For those arrogant geniuses, it may be more uncomfortable than killing them.

Dao Xin is fragile, I am afraid that Dao Xin will collapse.

So it's just a "competition", which actually determines the future collision of the luck of the two worlds!

No matter which side wins, the morale boost is tremendous! If the two worlds fight again, the impact here is definitely not small!

And as Jiang Lin, who is the top of the back wave, Jiang Lin doesn't have to think about it, he must be participating...

Then who will I meet in the end?

Although Nian-nian is already the Twelve Throne, Nian-nian has a bone age of less than one hundred, except for the time when she was sealed.

In other words, will I meet one of them?

"Why, still thinking about the Battle of Eleven?"

When Jiang Lin was melancholy, Aunt Lin's voice spread.

Jiang Lin got up and made a salute: "Aunt Lin."

"Well, I have heard everything from Jijibo."

Sitting in front of Jiang Lin, Aunt Lin poured herself a cup of tea.

"Do you know? Mo Li has already left Wutong Academy, and is now heading to Longming Academy in Longmingzhou. The scholars there are stubborn to death. If our Wutong Academy is not good to talk about, you are sure to let the girls go alone. ?

Also, you haven't settled the matter of marrying, right? It's said that people will wait for you, but they waited and waited, even if they are hanging other girls, it is not like this, unknowingly, the small marriage is already 20.

Also, you and the white girl have already signed a marriage line, but don't you need to have a wedding? Or do you think that fake wedding will do? Hey, they are girls.

Okay, let's not talk about these, just talk about the recent things, don't you want to go to the library to learn about the gods? Tai Er Zhenjun found the key for you, are you sure not to go?

Oh, and your current state of shabby martial arts, you go to Wanli City like this now, I am afraid it is not because of the Chen clan's martial arts who hang up and beat you.

Not only these, the white girl also has a master, right? How do you deal with this master and apprentice? Let me say it first. The white girl is not just a simple master to her master. Bai Qianluo personally raised Bai Jiu and grew up, saying that she is a mother and daughter, and it is not excessive.

You see, I haven't finished it yet. You have so many things to death now, how can you have time to take care of things three years from now. "

Jiang Lin: "......"

Jiang Lin found that he had no way to refute...

Wait! Why does Aunt Lin know so clearly about her own affairs, saying she didn't tell anyone about her relationship with Qian Luo...

"Little guy, don't think about it, you Aunt Lin and I are a womanly family. I like to inquire about gossip, and it's normal to know." Aunt Lin's lips lightly touched Jiang Lin's forehead.

"..."

Jiang Lin wanted to complain.

A normal hammer, which woman likes you who know so much...

"Although I want to vomit, but, Aunt Lin, thank you..." Jiang Lin smiled and said, indeed, there are so many things for himself, so why bother to think about things three years from now.

"Just figure it out, here, this is the key that the young man Tai Er wants me to hand over to you, and then, in three months, the little girl from Mo Li will go to Longming Academy, Mo Li, this soft girl, I But I like it very much, if you don't protect her." Aunt Lin rolled up her sleeves and waved her small fist. "You see, the big fist of the sandbag."

"I see, the big fist of the sandbag~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jiang Lin smiled.

"It's good to see, let's go."

Putting down the key on the top of the library, Aunt Lin turned and left, and Jiang Lin handed it off.

"By the way, if you go to Longmingzhou, please take your brother's room with you."

Aunt Lin's words floated from a distance and echoed gently.

......

At the same time.

In Xifang, Riyuejiao Town, in a clean and tidy courtyard, a man sat in the room, picked up a paintbrush, but slowly put it down.

On the rice paper, there is a woman wearing palace clothes, but she has no face.

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