Invincible Berserk System

"Senior Xue, you can't just ignore this matter!"    

After saying that, Lin Faang held up a small piece of paper in his hand. The words on it were very scribbled, and it was obvious that Lin Faang was in a hurry when he wrote it. At the end of the note, two words were clearly written: Ling Yundao.    

It was a letter for help from his sister Lin Yin'er.    

Two days ago, Lin Yin'er went with her Fourth Brother to look at Eight Fist Palace's disciple recruitment.    

There were twenty-three sects in the Yingloong Prefecture. Those who were able to establish their own sects in the Yingloong Prefecture were all existences who were able to shock a region. These forces accepting disciples was far more grand than the opening of the school for the Thirteen School of Yingloong Prefecture.    

The onlookers were naturally a sea of people as well.    

Lin Yin'er and her men were a tiny part of this sea of people.    

However, on the second day that they watched, a change occurred.    

Eight Fist Palace began to imprison all of a sudden. The reason was that the palace's secret scripture was lost, and the thief escaped into the crowd.    

In the end, the Eight Fist Palace locked onto Lin Yin'er's group. What was even more frightening was that Lin Yin'er had actually possessed the secret scripture of the battle technique.    

Lin Yin'er and her group could only run when there were no arguments to refute.    

After all, the other party had Eight Fist Palace, and his Lin Family was merely a second-rate family with Ying Loong City. With the sky falling, she immediately thought of the Lili on the Caiwei ship, and the main point was for Xue Mi to ask for help.    

Therefore, what she sent to Ying Caiwei and the others were ordinary letters, but what she sent to Xue Mi was a flaming meteor.    

In the letter to Lin Faang, she told him the story and told him that she was waiting for him at the Cloudsoaring sect.    

"Senior Xue …"    

Lin Faang's eyes were very sad and pleading.    

"You have to be careful in this matter."    

Xue Mi looked at Lin Faang coldly. He did not refuse nor immediately agree.    

Before long, everyone ran over, including Ying Caiwei.    

"Uncle Xue, did you get Yin'er's letter?"    

"Uncle Xue …"    

"Senior Xue …"    

Ying Caiwei and the rest looked anxious. Each of them had a creed in their hands, which clearly showed that they had received Lin Yin'er's plea for help.    

"Uncle Xue, I believe Lin Yin'er would never do such a thing."    

"That's right, Uncle Xue. How could Yin'er do such a thing? Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to!" That is a Eight Fist Palace after all! "    

"Senior Xue, I beg you, please save my sister!" Lin Faang prayed once again.    

"I can't go!"    

Suddenly, a voice came in from outside the door. It was Gan Lin, who was also holding a piece of paper in his hand.    

"Young Master Gan?"    

Lin Faang looked at the approaching person and looked at Gan Lin in disbelief.    

After Gan Lin came in, he looked directly at Xue Mi without even looking at him.    

"Senior Xue, this matter is not simple. We cannot go."    

Gan Lin tried his best to look very anxious. He could feel that something was wrong from this letter, and it was not good at all.    

In order to protect himself, he didn't advocate to save others.    

Everyone looked at Gan Lin with a puzzled expression. However, Ying Caiwei sensed something was amiss. Even though she sensed that something was wrong, she still wanted Uncle Xue to go and save him.    

However, before she could say anything, Gan Lin's voice sounded again.    

"It was so weird. Why would it happen right when Yin'er and the others were there?" Eight Fist Palace's reaction is also very strange, from the moment their battle techniques were stolen to the moment they locked onto Lin Yin'er and the others, only an hour has passed, it's just too short. "    

"And judging from the actions of Lin Yin'er and the rest, Eight Fist Palace is too weak. It had been a day since the beginning of the hunt. It actually took a whole day for a sect like the Eight Fist Palace to pursue and kill a few young people like us to no avail.    

"Therefore, I suspect that their target isn't Lin Yin'er, but Caiwei.    

When Liu Tie and the others heard this, they were immediately shocked. Xue Mi looked at Gan Lin with praise.    

"This... "Why did it have to do with Caiwei?"    

"Young Master Gan, you …"    

Lin Faang had always followed Gan Lin's lead, but this time was different. It involved his sister.    

The other party had Eight Fist Palace, so the only person who could save his sister right now was Xue Mi.    

Even if it was the Eight Fist Palace themselves, the Chief Steward of Ying Family, Xue Mi, still gave face.    

"Stupid!"    

Gan Lin reprimanded Lin Faang without any trace of politeness.    

Lin Faang's face turned red from what he said. Among the thousands of emotions, there were unwillingness, dejection, and resentment.    

"Gan Lin is right. This matter is most likely coming for us. Miss, you have to be careful! "    

With a simple sentence, this matter was settled.    

According to Xue Mi's own considerations, such a thing was unavoidable. The Yingloong Prefecture was so huge after all, so it was normal for there to be a fight.    

If he encountered this sort of situation, he only needed to skillfully avoid it. Next time, it would be his turn to find trouble with the other party.    

In this way, it would be a battle of the upper echelons.    

"Uncle Xue!"    

Ying Caiwei said again.    

Born into a family like hers, how could she not understand these things? But she still wanted to go.    

"Miss, stealing the battle code is no small matter. If such a thing were to be spread out and Lin lass got on board a ship, then this matter would completely fall upon the little miss' shoulders! This old servant cannot let you fall into such a whirlpool.    

"But Uncle Xue, Yin'er is like this because of me. She's in danger now, her life is in danger. I have to save her. "    

Ying Caiwei was a little agitated. She understood everything, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't just watch as her good friend waited for her at the Cloudsoaring sect. She could only watch from afar, or even leave without looking at him.    

"Caiwei, don't worry. Lin Yin'er won't be in any danger. Their real target is you. They want Lin Yin'er to …"    

Gan Lin looked at Ying Caiwei and tried to persuade her, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Ying Caiwei.    

"Shut up!"    

Ying Caiwei had never felt that Gan Lin was so hateful.    

She remembered that Lin Yin'er had told her in private not long ago that she liked Gan Lin a little.    

When he asked her why she liked him, she said it was because Gan Lin was in love with him. At that time, Lin Yin'er's appearance was brilliant, but the Gan Lin now made her feel disgusted.    

"Uncle Xue, let's go to Cloudsoaring Mountain."    

"No way!" Xue Mi answered firmly. Seeing the expression of his mistress, he knew it was impossible for her to give up on the idea of saving someone.    

And then he had an idea.    

"Actually, other than going to the Cloudsoaring sect, there are other ways to save them."    

"What!"    

"What method?"    

This time, everyone including Gan Lin asked.    

"Send people to help Lin Yin'er and the others get out of danger. Either bring them back to the Ying Loong City, or take that secret scripture of the battle technique away, and get out of the sight of the Eight Fist Palace. This way, Lin Yin'er and the others would be safe.    

"However, the people that we've sent out cannot have the slightest bit of relationship with us. Especially you, Miss. You cannot have any relationship with us."    

"I'll go!"    

Lin Faang immediately said.    

He had already lost trust in Gan Lin and Xue Mi. Although his cultivation level wasn't good, he could at least see his sister. If he could stay on the ship and watch everything happen, he would do nothing.    

He would never forgive himself.    

"You can't! Everyone knows that you and the Young Miss are good friends, and that you're playing together. "    

"I'll go!"    

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