Help Tang Lin improve his internal strength!

  "Ah!" As soon as she touched the eagle mask of the Holy Emperor, Tang Lin immediately cried out in pain, her eyebrows furrowed together. She looked at her hand and only then discovered that her fingers were being pinched by the Holy Emperor, who was twisting them towards her palm, almost breaking them off. The pain was unbearable, and she hadn't even touched his mask again. Without any martial arts skills to resist the Holy Emperor's strength, she was easily subdued. The pain brought tears to her eyes, and she hastily begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, I was wrong! Please let go of my hand, it's almost broken!"

  His Majesty hooked up the corner of his lips, revealing a few degrees of evil charm and satisfaction. His right hand was pinching Tang Lin's right hand, with the two people facing each other. Suddenly, he turned her right hand over, and her body had to follow suit, her back leaning against his solid chest with ease. Before she could recover from the shock, he had already released her right hand, and his strong arms wrapped around her slender waist, holding her tightly.

  At this moment, Tang Lin was leaning against the Royal Saint with her back, facing the messy dinner table she had made, panting heavily. When she found that her waist was tightly wrapped around, her eyes suddenly burned with anger, and she immediately pried open the arm that was holding her and scolded: "Bastard, let me go!"

  His Majesty not only didn't let go, but also brazenly leaned his face against her neck, with a flirtatious tone saying: "You really have personality, I like it. Consider this, how about becoming my woman? I'll give you the throne!"

  "Let me go!" Tang Lin shouted angrily, struggling free. "If you don't let me go, I'll call for help!"

  But her threat only made the Emperor more arrogant, "Shout, shout, this vast imperial palace, no one does not listen to my words, you have the ability to shout out a person who can help you, I will let you go!"

  Suddenly, he nipped her earlobe.

  Pain and burning sensation simultaneously made Tang Lin feel, she exclaimed, "Ah! What did you do?"

  His Majesty chuckled and said, "You're clearly asking a question you already know the answer to."

  "I'm warning you," Tang Lin furiously said, "my boyfriend is a highly skilled martial artist, he can kill with just a leaf, Emperor, you'd better be careful, if you dare to overstep your bounds, my boyfriend won't let you off!"

  "Hah," the Emperor suddenly smiled and said lightly, "He can kill with a leaf, but I can kill with just one drop of water!"

  There was a kettle on the table, but Tang Lin didn't pour water to drink. He was too lazy to go and pour water, so he used his left hand instead of his right hand to wrap around Tang Lin's waist, and then stretched out his right hand in front of her, using his long and clean middle finger to wipe away the tear on her eye.

  The tear didn't melt or drip from his hand, his hand maintained a elegant arc, aiming at the closed window outside that patch of darkness in front of the door. Then elegantly and skillfully pinched the ring finger, thumb tapped the middle finger, immediately the tear on the middle finger was flicked out, directly sent to the dark shadow outside the window.

  Before the tear was shot out, Yu Sheng Jun had already solidified the tear with his internal energy and turned it into ice. The tear shot out in a perfect, destructive straight line.

  The blink of an eye, a tear pierced the paper window and entered the black shadow outside. Suddenly, another muffled drink was heard from outside the window, followed by a mouthful of fresh blood splashing onto the paper window, seeping through the paper window, and on the paper window, a beautiful, bright red flower bloomed.

  Tang Lin hadn't recovered from the shock of that blood flower when suddenly, a dull thud came from outside the window.

  Yu Sheng Jun's series of actions completely stunned Tang Lin, leaning against Yu Sheng Jun's body, motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

  His Majesty slightly tilted his head and looked at An Lin, giving him a glance.

  An Lin nodded, bowed slightly and then walked out of the door, heading towards the window in front of the entrance.

  Just then, An Lin walked into the door, followed by Yi Tang and Yi Shuang. Yi Tang and Yi Shuang, they carried a female corpse wearing night-traveling clothes, following An Lin into the door, and then put down the corpse.

  The body lay on its back on the ground, with its cheek against the earth and a hole in its forehead from which blood flowed continuously, and its mouth was filled with threads of blood.

  Look closely at the deceased's appearance, Tang Lin pointed directly at the corpse and exclaimed in terror: "This isn't..."

  The noble gentleman let her go, his eyes narrowing slightly, "Do you know him?"

  Tang Lin left his arms, walked around the table, came to the side of the corpse, and squatted down, turning the corpse over. This time, she saw the face of the deceased clearly, and was so surprised that her hands trembled slightly as she covered her mouth, but didn't completely cover it. "This isn't..."

  The deceased was a woman and Tang Lin knew her, she was the red-clothed woman that Tang Lin met in the Royal Forest.

  In the afternoon, she was still treating the woman in red clothes with great success, but now she has suddenly passed away.

  The Holy Lord stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked towards Tang Lin, took a glance at the corpse, then asked Tang Lin: "Do you know this person?"

  Tang Lin stood up, looking at the deceased's face, and said gloomily: "I don't know her very well either. I met her today in the Royal Forest, she was a contestant." Turning his head to look at Yu Sheng Jun, there was a hint of mist in his eyes, "After all, it's a life, how could you kill her?"

  Her tone of accusation inexplicably tugged at the Emperor's heart, and he spoke hoarsely: "You're defending a killer who wants to assassinate me?"

  "What?" Tang Lin was taken aback, "What murderer?"

  "She's an assassin. If our master hadn't killed her just now, the hidden weapon in her hand would have taken your life and our master's." As he spoke, he bent down to loosen the dead woman's clenched fist, retrieving a poisonous dart from her palm. Standing up again, he continued, "This is a poisonous dart containing a deadly toxin with no antidote. Given her exceptional martial arts skills, she could have killed everyone in this room instantly!"

  "My goodness!" Tang Lin exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually an assassin, and I didn't notice at all!"

  The Holy Lord said: "You have a unique fist and footwork, but no inner strength. Ordinary people can't escape your defense, but if it's an expert, you'll find it hard to detect them!" Xing frowned.

  Tang Lin suddenly realized and nodded, "So that's how it is! I was wondering why I couldn't sense the movements around me even though I'm someone who has sneaked into the national government undetected and successfully escaped with a traitor. It turns out it's because I don't have internal energy, danger is approaching and I still don't know!"

  His Majesty ordered Yidang and Yishuang, "Take the corpse away and secretly dispose of it. Let her accomplices not discover any trace of her, lest they get alarmed like snakes in the grass. Then the remaining assassins will stop their actions, and I won't be able to hunt them down one by one!"

  "Yes!" After finishing speaking, Yatong and Yishuang carried the corpse out.

  His Majesty King Wang looked at An Lin and ordered: "Afterwards, clean up the scene and restore it to its original appearance!"

  Anlin nodded, "I understand, old slave!"

  "I should also return to the palace!" After saying that, the emperor's dragon robe fluttered as he strode towards the door, not paying attention to Tang Lin behind him. But with every step he took, his heart grew more anxious, hoping she would call out to him and admit her mistake.

  But he had already reached the door, and there was still no sound from her behind him. His heart felt a little desperate. Anyone in this world could complain about his actions to his face, except for her and his mother.

  As long as the two of them accused him, he felt that his inner world had completely collapsed, and even if he was strong again, he couldn't help himself.

  Just as he was about to step out of the door, Tang Lin's voice came over, "Your Majesty!"

  His Majesty's eyes warmed up, and a pleased smile spread from the corner of his mouth. After calming down, he turned around, pretending to be calm as he looked at Tang Lin, "Anything else?"

  "I'm sorry!" Tang Lin said with a red-rimmed eye, "I just didn't know that person was an assassin trying to kill you, I misunderstood you. I was wrong, please forgive me, Your Majesty. From now on, I, Tang Lin, will never again hastily accuse you."

  His Majesty suddenly smiled and turned back to hug Tang Lin tightly, his slightly hoarse voice saying: "I don't blame you, after all, you didn't know the inside story!"

  Tang Lin's body stiffened, and she didn't know what to say anymore.

  The Holy Emperor let her go, then gently patted her shoulder and smiled: "Alright, this matter will pass like this. You can return to where you should be later, I don't want to restrict your freedom. And one more thing..."

  "Hmm?" His hesitation caused Tang Lin to slightly furrow her brow, "Is there something else, Your Majesty?"

  His Majesty looked at her for a few moments before saying, "You are indeed clever, this is undeniable. From the first round of competition, I found that you have many qualities that a guard should have, except for your martial arts skills! You can pass the intelligence test, but there are several rounds in the Imperial Guard selection contest that rely on brute force, and your martial arts skills need to be improved!"

  Tang Lin gave him a white eye and muttered: "I'm a modern person, how can I have internal strength? And also without a master to teach me, how can I improve my martial arts skills? Besides, the competition has already started, even if I had a master to teach me, it's impossible for me to learn so quickly!"

  The Holy Emperor said: "As for the matter of increasing your internal energy, I will take care of it myself! The second and third rounds of the competition test martial arts skills, so you don't need to participate. Starting from tonight, at midnight, follow my guards to a place!"

  "Huh?" Tang Lin furrowed her brow, puzzled: "Go somewhere? Where?"

  The Holy Lord explained: "Your internal strength is too weak, I'll have you taught by a martial artist with high attainments, guaranteeing that you can possess a robust internal strength in a short period of time. With your physique, you should be able to learn quickly!"

  "Really?" Tong Lin was overjoyed, "You're really going to help me find a master?"

  "The Emperor said weakly: 'Do I look like I'm joking?'"

  Tang Lin said with gratitude: "Your Majesty, thank you, thank you, I'm really too grateful!"

  His Majesty was delighted that she could accept his good intentions, but on the surface, he said indifferently: "You're welcome, take care of yourself!"