Section 502

"You... damn it! I don't believe it."

Lin Zhiyuan was also a little angry. She held the hilt of the sword hard, trying to pull out the Qinglin Sword, and then teach the person in front of her a lesson.

call out!

As a result, before she could pull out the sword, the Qinglin Sword suddenly left her hand and flew towards Lin Chen.

Lin Chen casually grabbed the Qinglin Sword.

"Qinglin Sword!"

Seeing the Qinglin Sword in Lin Chen's hands, Lin Zhiyuan's expression changed drastically, and she immediately said to Lin Chen: "Give me back the Qinglin Sword!"

Every time Lin Qingyu returns to the Lin family, he will give many spiritual weapons to the Lin family, so the Lin family now has no shortage of spiritual weapons, but the Qinglin Sword is different. This is the ancestral item of the Lin family and must not be taken away by outsiders.

Lin Chen ignored Lin Zhiyuan's words, but gently held the hilt of the Qinglin Sword.

The Qinglin Sword is trembling and cheering!

Stab!

Suddenly, the sword was like a dragon, suddenly unsheathed, and a blue light burst out, illuminating the world for eternity.

boom!

The terrifying sword energy filled the air, and dense cracks appeared in the entire square instantly.

"This...this...he actually pulled out the Qinglin Sword!"

"How is this possible? The Qinglin Sword is an ancestral possession of the Lin family. It is impossible for outsiders to pull it out."

"Is he really from the Lin family?"

All the young people of the Lin family looked at Lin Chen dumbfounded.

"..."

Lin Zhiyuan's face was also full of disbelief.

Her sister-in-law told her that the Qinglin Sword is different from other spiritual weapons. It recognizes the blood of the Lin family. Anyone who is not a member of the Lin family cannot even think of pulling out this sword.

But at this moment, the man in front of me actually pulled out the Qinglin Sword!

How is this going?

Is it possible that, as he said, he is also a member of the Lin family?

Lin Zhiyuan stared at Lin Chen in surprise.

But if he was from the Lin family, why didn't he have any impression of it?

"Zhiyuan, what's wrong?"

At this time, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

A middle-aged man wearing a green robe suddenly appeared here.

When Lin Zhiyuan saw the middle-aged man appear, his face lit up and he immediately said: "Third uncle, this man has taken away the Qinglin Sword. Please let him return it quickly..."

Lin Zhiyuan suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Because she found that her third uncle was staring blankly at the man in black robe opposite.

"Second brother, are you back?"

All Lin Xuan's complicated emotions were finally reduced to one sentence. His voice was still hoarse, but it was obvious that he was not at peace in his heart at this moment.

Time has passed, and he is no longer the domineering person he used to be. Instead, he is more mature and steady. Time will always teach people to grow.

Now that he saw Lin Chen, he no longer wanted to compete with him.

"Yeah! Back."

Lin Chen said.

"How many years?"

Lin Xuan murmured.

"Can't remember."

Lin Chen shook his head slightly.

Twenty or thirty years have passed since this trip to the devil world alone. This is only to the outside world. To him, each retreat lasts for hundreds or thousands of years, so to him, time is a blur. concept.

"Time is ruthless!"

Lin Xuan sighed.

After so many years, his appearance has undergone tremendous changes, from the prime of life in the past to the middle-aged appearance today, but Lin Chen is still the same, which makes people sigh.

"How are you, old man?"

Lin Chen asked.

Lin Xuan replied: "Everything is fine. It's just that when people get old, they always sit in the study and be in a daze."

"..."

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Lin Xuan and Lin Chen in confusion, what were they talking about?

Why can't I understand it at all?

However, she finally understood something about the situation in front of her, that is, the man in black robe in front of her knew her third uncle, and it was very likely that he was really from the Lin family.

Lin Xuan looked at Lin Zhiyuan and said, "Zhiyuan, this is your second uncle, why don't you come over quickly and salute?"

"Second...Second uncle?"

When Lin Zhiyuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened.

She recalled everyone in the Lin family, but she only forgot about the influential figure who left the Lin family before she was born.

I never expected that the other party turned out to be me!

"What are you doing standing still?"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows with a reprimand in his tone.

Lin Zhiyuan suppressed the shock in her heart and quickly saluted Lin Chen: "Zhiyuan has met my second uncle!"

"Um!"

Lin Chen nodded slightly and returned the Qinglin Sword to Lin Zhiyuan. Naturally, he would not argue with a junior.

"I'm going to see the old man!"

Lin Chen said something to Lin Xuan, then left with his hands behind his back.

After Lin Chen left.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Lin Xuan doubtfully and said: "Third uncle, I heard my father mention that you seemed to have some conflicts with the second uncle in the past. Now that the second uncle is back, why do I feel that you seem to be very happy?"

Lin Xuan whispered: "It's just an old story. There are some things that you are still young and don't understand yet."

"oh!"

Lin Zhiyuan seemed to understand but not quite.

...

Lin Haitian's study.

Lin Haitian was holding a writing brush and looking at the desk in a daze, his expression looked a little old, with a hint of twilight.

After a while, he waved the brush in his hand and wrote:

"If Miyu is about to fail, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep him as time goes by."

The meaning of this sentence is that time flies, and I seem to be unable to catch up. Time waits for no one, which makes me feel flustered.

Lin Haitian is getting older after all and is worried that his time is running out.

"The sun and moon are suddenly not flooded, spring and autumn are the order of the times!"

At this time, a whisper came from outside the door.

When Lin Haitian heard this, he was stunned for a second, and then stared at their positions closely.

Lin Chen entered the study with a calm expression.

"Xiaochen!"

The brush in Lin Haitian's hand fell to the ground. He seemed very excited and a little unsure. Is this a dream?

"Old man, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you feeling well?"

Lin Chen chuckled.

After all, he has taken over the body of his grandson. Some things are caused by cause and effect, and they must continue without interruption.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Lin Haitian understood that this was not a dream, and he said three words "good" excitedly. He didn't know whether he was saying that his health was fine, or that it was good that Lin Chen was back.

How many years have passed, and he has reached his twilight years. He thought that he might never see Lin Chen again until his death, but he did not expect that the other party appeared in front of him.

How does this make him unhappy?

"Come on, come on, sit down."

Lin Haitian pulled a stool with a trembling tone and asked Lin Chen to sit down. Then he took out a jar of fine wine from under the cabinet.

Afterwards, the two started drinking.

Thousands of words, all in the wine bottle.

"Over the past few years, there have been constant rumors from the outside world, and there is no news about you at all. I am very worried..."

Lin Haitian said.

Lin Chen said nonchalantly: "I'm just looking for a quiet place to practice, it's no big deal!"

"I see!"

Lin Haitian showed a look of surprise.

However, there was a flash of pride in his eyes. Who was his grandson? How could he die?