Chapter 375 Dowry

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The three days that Lin Xuanyuan had given Xuanyuan Long Yin hadn't passed.

According to the original agreement, this time was still within the limits of everyone's complete disgrace. Hence, Xuanyuan Longyin's life was very good. He lived in an extremely luxurious suite, enjoyed good wine and dishes, and the four words "food, clothing, shelter, and transportation" that the common people paid the most attention to. Apart from the last thing that could not satisfy this old man, the other three words were basically answered.

Lin Xuanyuan waited for his Martial Uncle to figure it out. He would become king and defeat the invaders. The eternal truth in the Dark World would never change. If possible, Lin Xuanyuan was unwilling to face Xuanyuan Long Yin's life and death. He could recognize that his failure was undoubtedly the best situation.

Three days.

Lin Xuanyuan only gave Xuanyuan Long Yin three days.

72 hours.

4,320 minutes.

There's plenty of time.

During this period of time, no matter how unwilling and angry he was, he would gradually calm down.

Therefore, Lin Xuanyuan sincerely hoped that Xuanyuan Longyin would not be stubborn to the end.

Of course, Lin Xuanyuan was also a man of his word. Two X-class experts leading a full-fledged army of imperial magistrates to Africa was not for sightseeing. If Xuanyuan Longyin still clenched his teeth and refused to lower his head after three days, then there would only be one outcome for the old squad that Xuanyuan Longyin had stayed behind for many years.

Being slaughtered naked!

Blood flowed like a river, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

Lin Xuanyuan didn't want to care about how brutal his actions were. He was too lazy to listen to those people who didn't care about him. Countless people in the Dark World respectfully addressed him as His Highness the War God, but they secretly cursed him for being a butcher, a poisonous snake, a devil, and an executioner. His cold, cruel, and inhumane voice was no weaker than the voice of worship, but what could happen? If Lin Xuanyuan took out his name, he would still scare a large group of people to death, and would not change the slightest bit just because others cursed at him a little more.

The balance method concerned Lin Xuanyuan's life.

Lin Xuanyuan wanted to live, so he had no choice but to force Xuanyuan Longyin to use the cruelest and most sinister methods to force him, and even torture him to hand it over.

In this regard, Lin Xuanyuan did not have the slightest room for concession. The only person who could concede was Xuanyuan Longyin.

At present, Xuanyuan Longyin had taken the initiative to ask to see Lin Xuanyuan for a chat. No matter what, this was a good omen.

After Lin Xuanyuan saw Xuanyuan Long Yin again, his heart became even more certain.

Inside the luxurious suite living room, The giant curved television hanging on the wall still showed Xuanyuan Long hiding in the African base, Numerous figures held weapons in their hands. Hidden in the darkness with guns and ammunition, The naked 3D effect of the TV was exceptionally outstanding. It was as if a real murderous aura was about to spread through the screen. The TV's sound was deliberately amplified, and the slightest sound on the screen would directly resound in the living room, giving off a completely oppressive feeling. To Xuanyuan Long Yin, such a scene and sound was simply torture.

However, Xuanyuan Longyin didn't seem to notice the nervous scene on TV at all. When Lin Xuanyuan was pushed into the wheelchair by Wang Jinxiu, Seeing Xuanyuan Longyin gulping down the steak in front of him, he said, There were seven or eight empty plates in front of him, and half of the large portion of seafood soup had been eaten. Xuanyuan Longyin was eating without caring about his image. The moon-white Tang suit on his body was already stained with a lot of oil, but he didn't care at all. He ate with relish and his face was red.

"Martial Uncle really has a good appetite."

Lin Xuanyuan, whose face was pale, sat in a wheelchair opposite Xuanyuan Longyin. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I wonder if these talismans don't suit Martial Uncle's taste? If you need them, you can tell me. I will immediately order the kitchen to make them."

"Two more steaks."

Xuanyuan Longyin swallowed the half-cooked beef in his mouth and smiled bluntly, "My old man has been a martial artist all his life, so his body will inevitably consume a little more energy. Eating a few kilograms of your beef, Xuanyuan won't feel heartache, right?"

Xuanyuan Longyin really ate a lot.

The steak provided inside the War God Palace was a little more than the European standard of 400 grams. One serving was close to one jin. The seven or eight plates in front of Xuanyuan Longyin also proved that he had eaten seven or eight jin of beef in one meal, and it seemed that he was not full yet.

"Martial Uncle is just laughing at me. It's just a few kilograms of beef. No matter how poor the Wang Clan is, they can still take it out."

Lin Xuanyuan smiled warmly. He personally picked up the walkie-talkie on the coffee table and ordered another five steaks. Then, he patted Wang Jinxiu's small hand and said with a smile, "Is there any good wine left? Take some for Martial Uncle to taste."

Wang Jinxiu gave a gentle hum and turned to leave.

After Wang Jinxiu left, Xuanyuan Long Yin looked at Lin Xuanyuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair opposite him. He laughed and said, "Xuanyuan, you can guess if it's a good thing or a bad thing that I called you here today."

Lin Xuanyuan looked at Xuanyuan Longyin and didn't say anything.

The old man was still calm and smiling as he looked at the young Martial Nephew.

"Martial Uncle, you don't have much time left."

The two of them looked at each other for a long time before Lin Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes and pointed at the TV set beside him.

The picture on the TV was still the same.

However, the countdown on the corner of the screen did not pause for a second.

The countdown numbers kept beating, causing people to feel distracted.

"Are you threatening this again?"

Xuanyuan Long Yin said in a faint voice.

"This is a reminder."

Lin Xuanyuan smiled. "His decades of inheritance and crew are in front of him, If it were me, I would probably have gone crazy long ago. Martial Uncle is able to eat and sleep without the slightest bit of anxiety and has the mood to make me guess. Then I dare to guess. I think it should be a good thing. If my guess is correct, Martial Uncle should have already prepared the balance method, right? I really don't want to guess wrongly, because I'm an impatient person. If I'm not careful and guess wrongly... "

Lin Xuanyuan smiled and pointed at the TV screen. His sharp eyes condensed into light and he said indifferently, "Perhaps these people will die a large number of times in advance."

The smile on Xuanyuan Longyin's face subsided. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Xuanyuan. Finally, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Bastard!"

"What about the balance method?"

Lin Xuanyuan also restrained his smile and asked faintly.

Xuanyuan Long lowered his eyelids and used the knife in his hand to cut open the steak. He used a fork to send the beef to his mouth. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with a strong sense of unwillingness.

Lin Xuanyuan was seriously injured.

Xuanyuan Longyin could tell from the beginning that the current War God King was not even as strong as a young man with a stronger body.

And Xuanyuan Long Yin himself...

Although his world-shaking strength had been suppressed by the drugs, he was now certain that if he suddenly attacked, Lin Xuanyuan would have no room to dodge. With his current physical condition, it was impossible for him to survive.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Longyin's heart grew more and more unwilling. His hand that held the knife and fork trembled several times, and the killing intent in his heart continuously condensed. He almost used all of his strength to restrain his desire to make a move.

"You want to kill me?"

Lin Xuanyuan said with a meaningful smile. Although he was seriously injured, his intuition of killing intent and danger did not decrease at all. He immediately noticed the faint aura of danger coming from Xuanyuan Long's invisibility.

"I want to kill him, but I can't."

Xuanyuan Long said in a deep voice. A few thoughts flashed in his heart for a very short time, but he broke out in cold sweat. The delicious steak in front of him could no longer be eaten. He dropped the knife and fork in his hand dejectedly. In an instant, he felt as if he had aged ten years. He said powerlessly, "What do you plan to do after obtaining the balance method?"

If you want to kill him, you can't kill him.

This was the truest portrayal of Xuanyuan Longyin's heart, and it was also the reason why Lin Xuanyuan dared to be here alone.

Once Lin Xuanyuan died, Xuanyuan Longyin and his apprentice wouldn't even be able to survive for five minutes.

If the three of them died at the same time, it meant that the last bit of the Xuanyuan Clan's inheritance in this world would be completely and permanently cut off.

Xuanyuan Longyin would also become the ultimate sinner of the Xuanyuan Clan.

This responsibility was simply unbearable for an old man who had endured for decades and was bent on rebuilding the Xuanyuan bloodline.

"I will rebuild the Xuanyuan bloodline, and at the right time, let the Xuanyuan bloodline reappear in front of the world."

Lin Xuanyuan replied calmly.

"The right time? When is the right time?!"

Xuanyuan Longyin sneered and asked back, his eyes sharp.

"When the royal family reaches the peak, when I reach the peak, when the Xuanyuan Clan is not afraid of anything."

Lin Xuanyuan replied.

"When that time comes, what will I do?"

"Respected, renowned in history, with the Xuanyuan bloodline."

"The Xuanyuan bloodline, which is not surnamed Xuanyuan, can also be called the Xuanyuan bloodline?"

"Surnamed xuanyuan, is there no waste? Could it be that those surnamed Xuanyuan were all descendants of the Xuanyuan Clan? My surname is Lin, and I have obtained the pinnacle of the Balance Technique. I am the direct descendant of the Xuanyuan bloodline. Who would dare to refuse to accept that? It's just a martial arts inheritance, why should I care about my surname? Thousands of years later, the person in charge of the Xuanyuan Clan might be called Li Agou or Wang Ermao, but as long as their strength reached the peak, who would dare to make fun of them? Those surnamed Wang, Li, Zhao, Sun, and Lin have the status of inheritors. What can they get if they keep their surnames? "The inheritance is passed down from generation to generation. Beginning in the mortal world, it should develop in the mortal world. Why bother blindly staying in seclusion and clinging to one surname?"

"Why bother? Since the Xuanyuan bloodline was inherited until now, everyone's surname has never changed. Why bother telling me?"

"It hasn't changed. Then change from now on. Thousands of years, tens of millions of years later, everyone in the world is from the Xuanyuan bloodline. What's wrong with that?!"

Quickly ask and answer.

Measure for measure.

Tens of millions of years later, everyone in the world is from the Xuanyuan bloodline, what's wrong?

Xuanyuan Longyin's body trembled and he finally fell silent.

People from all over the world.

What kind of courage was this?

This was something he didn't dare to imagine.

He was stunned for a long time before taking a deep breath. He smiled softly and mocked himself, "I have always dreamed of rebuilding the Xuanyuan bloodline. I have been admired and remembered for a long time, but I have never thought that I would achieve this goal by handing over the balance method."

"As long as we can achieve our goal, what method does it matter?"

Lin Xuanyuan said indifferently.

"Why should I believe you?!"

Xuanyuan Longyin suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Xuanyuan with a crazy look in his eyes.

Lin Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment before he fell silent.

Under such circumstances, any promise he made would be suspected by the old man.

"I have a way."

The madness in Xuanyuan Long's eyes gradually subsided, and he suddenly grinned.

"Speak."

Lin Xuanyuan frowned and said calmly.

The old man took a deep look at Lin Xuanyuan and said seriously, "How about I betroth Qing Huan to you and use the balance method as the dowry?"