I! The Salted Fish Law God Was Eavesdropped On By Master Loli

Chapter 239 This Is My Name

The sun thieves continued to follow hesitantly.

Been following for a long time.

Turn left, turn right, and occasionally squat in front of the book stand with a group of unemployed vagabonds, looking at some low-quality ones with relish.

Or (*￣︶￣) go to the tea stall, and under the strange eyes of the boss, taste the free boiled water that Yipin wants to come.

Not to mention so comfortable.

And it's when the sun thieves are all sleepy and yawning.

I saw Lynn finally came to a remote alley and stopped in front of a broken gate.

The pirates immediately cheered up.

And that is, in the next moment, accompanied by wisps of faint light.

Lynn instantly changed from the appearance of a teenager back to the appearance of the Violet Maharaja, mature and straight, full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.

The temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes in an instant.

The sun thief's eyes widened, hesitant.

Then, under his furtive gaze, Lynn pushed open the crumbling door and walked in.

"What is he doing here?" The sun thief hesitated:

"And it's still the same as when he was a monarch, it's a bit suspicious!"

no!

Must investigate well.

In an instant, the sun thief secretly flew into the sky, looking down into the courtyard from the high sky.

And in the next moment, when he saw the situation in the yard clearly, he was startled.

"This is……"

puff-

puff-

The sound of a wooden sword slicing through the air.

In the dilapidated yard, a boy who looked only about ten years old was holding a wooden sword and practicing basic piercing and slashing against the dummy.

His eyes were covered with cloth belts, but his immature face was full of determination, and every time he swung his sword, he worked extra hard.

And the moment he saw the child, the sun thief trembled instantly.

Because he could vaguely feel...

This child is actually so similar to the Soul King back then.

This……

This……

"The lower plate is unstable, the force is too strong, and the gap is too large. I have told you many times, don't blindly fight, you must know how to force and change, and use perception instead of your eyes."

"Yes! Dad!"

The boy shouted loudly.

Let go and back off.

His fingers slid across the hilt of the sword suddenly, and a strand of undetectable soul energy instantly shrouded the sword body.

puff-

The dummy was instantly split into two by an invisible sword energy.

The young man was overjoyed, and immediately took off his blindfold and said, "Father, I feel..."

click-

An indescribable screeching sound.

The young man was stunned and raised the wooden sword in his hand, only to see a thin crack on the hilt.

The overjoyed expression on his face subsided, and he retracted the wooden sword into its scabbard somewhat disappointedly and sadly.

"Failed again..."

Lynn shook his head, wiped the snow off the steps, sat there, took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it, took a deep breath, and said:

"Don't rush for success, and don't rush to perform in front of me. You have a talent that is far higher than ordinary people. As long as you can use it flexibly, you will be no worse than anyone else."

The boy nodded vigorously, his eyes firm.

"Yes! Dad, I will keep it in my heart!"

Then he ran quickly to Lynn's side, looked at Lynn's bag on the steps, his eyes lit up, and he quickly picked it up and opened it.

Immediately, a scent came out along with the heat.

"Wow! It's a meat bun! Dad, you are so kind to me!"

Lynn smoked a cigarette, a soft arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Eat it while it's hot. Dad also brought a rabbit. Eat a little more to replenish nutrition."

"Yes! Dad!"

The boy took a hard bite of the bun, chewing with happiness on his face.

"Did you study calligraphy well in the morning? How was your homework? Don't delay your studies in other areas just because you are busy practicing swordsmanship."

"Have a good study! Dad, and the child has learned to write his own name!"

The boy devoured the buns.

Then stood up impatiently, as if eager to show something.

He pulled out the wooden sword, and his delicate face was full of innocence.

"Father! Look!"

And that is the next moment.

The boy held the hilt of the sword, and in the snowy yard, the sword blade in his hand slid across the snow-covered ground quickly, sending countless snowflakes flying.

One stroke at a time, very serious, his face seems to be full of vigor.

The next moment, he suddenly retracted his sword, turned his head, and gave Lynn a big thumbs up, with a smile on his face seeking recognition and praise.

"Father! My name!"

Above the high sky, the sun thief stared blankly at the two words the child wrote on the snow.

The endless flying snow swept up one after another, reflecting a blurred halo under the high sun.

He recognized the two words.

Also recognized the meaning of those two words.

For a moment, the sun thief only felt that the stone in his heart fell, causing him to raise his head subconsciously, as if something blinded his eyes instantly.

"Lin Meng!" The child clenched his fists and said with a smile:

"I can already write my own name! Dad!"

...

Snow is flying.

Lynn turned around, the boy who was training in the courtyard reflected in his eyes, and then slowly closed the door.

He walked out of the alley, took a cigarette for a while, and then said:

"Come out, I know you've been with me for a long time."

above the sky.

The sun thief was stunned for a moment, then as if he had known it for a long time, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

He flew down and landed next to Lynn.

For a time, it seemed that there were countless words to ask, but it was difficult to say it when it came to the mouth.

"Any questions?" Lynn took a breath.

The sun thief hesitated for a while, then said, "That child... is he the Soul King?"

He asked the question.

Because except for a small number of people, no one knows the real name of the Soul King.

And after knowing the name, it must be felt that Lynn has high hopes for him.

Lynn looked up and said, "Yes, and no."

The sun thief paused, frowned, and said, "What do you mean?"

Lynn walked forward silently and said, "After absorbing the power of a fallen god, his cultivation has reached the peak of a demigod. If I hadn't fixed the time at the last second of his disappearance, he would never have been there again. possible to live."

The sun thief listened carefully, his hands clenched unconsciously.

Lynn raised his head and said, "I did reverse his life and death, and also his time."

"But the soul has always been one of the most difficult areas to understand in this world. Even I, even a fallen god, dare not claim to have mastered everything."

"And if a person is really determined to die, no matter how capable I am, there is absolutely no possibility of resurrecting him. That's why I have to let him tell me the answer in person."

Lynn closed her eyes.

The last sentence he shouted to him in a heart-wrenching way appeared in his mind.

This is a heart anchor.

is the key to his recovery.

Only when a person really wants to live in his heart, will this obsession support him and make him struggle desperately to land.

And as for when to fully recover...

Then it's up to him.

The sun thief listened, silent for a while, and said, "So...it's him, not him, is that what it means?"

Lynn moved a bit and strode out of the alley.

"I temporarily sealed his power in his body. As long as he remembers everything in the past, his power will be completely unsealed along with his awakening. At that time, that is when he returns."

"And with this reborn experience, coupled with his integration and research on fallen divine power over the past thousand years, after he really recovers..."

Lynn looked up and looked at the heavens.

"He's only going to get stronger than before."

The sun thief pondered for a long time, until he saw Lynn go away, and then he quickly chased after him.

"But there is one thing I still don't quite understand. Since the Soul King is still alive, why didn't you tell the news to your warriors, they have clearly forgiven the Soul King's past, obviously..."

Lynn interrupted him and said silently;

"I'm a king, a sun thief, and I can't really think that nothing has happened because of the so-called forgiveness of the soldiers."

"He had to atone for everything he had done, which is why I brought him back to life."

The sun thief was stunned.

But looking at Lynn's back, he was stunned, but he suddenly understood.

yes.

As himself, he may have already forgiven the Soul King's mistakes in his heart, but as a king, as the Violet Monarch, he cannot forgive.

The Soul King is his soldier, but so are the slaughtered warriors.

He turned his head and stared blankly at the door behind him.

Listen to the sound of sword dancing inside.

do not know why.

He seemed suddenly clear.

In fact, he himself... did not forgive himself.

But……

The sun thief frowned, looking at Lynn's retreating back, and at the door behind him.

He really wanted to do something, not only for the Soul King, but also for this army that came back from the dead.

He clenched his fists.

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