Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Sword Fairy is in this latest chapter!Zheng Sanglong wanted to cry.

The kind of crying.

This time I came here to explore the wind, clearly I had read the almanac and asked about hexagrams in the temple.

The hexagram shows: good luck and great benefit.

As a result, he was actually going to accompany this lunatic to his death in the sea clan camp-where is it to negotiate a peace, it is clearly to die.

Just because the lunatic Lin Beichen said that there is a risk in discussing peace, and you need to be cautious when you go out of the city. He is willing to take risks for the millions of people in the city. As a result, many people are touched. What are you doing with me?Have you asked my opinion?

Moreover, what is even more hateful is that this bastard, riding a white horse by himself, makes me walk on both feet?

I'm a powerful figure at the head of the capital, so there is no card face?

"I rode a white horse and walked through three levels. I changed my clothes and went back to the Central Plains. I put down Xiliang and left it alone. I just thought about Wang Baochuan..."

Lin Beichen pressed the long whip in his hand, shaking his head and humming.

Who is Wang Baochuan?

What is Xiliang?

Where is Central Plains?

Zheng Xianglong pricked his ears to listen, with many small question marks in his head.

"A real celebrity."

On the city wall, Feixue looked at Lin Beichen's back for an instant, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone agrees.

With one's own strength, carry the comfort of Zhaohui Dacheng.

I was afraid that the peace talks would be dangerous, so I only brought Zheng Xianglong with him, not allowing others to take risks.

How do we generally call such people?

This wave is "Iron shoulders bear morality, silver swords cast the soul of the country."

Is this the true sentiment of Lin Beichen, who was misrepresented as a brain-worn prodigal son?

Tears.

A group of top big guys, standing behind the female wall, looking over the crevices, looking at the generous mountain-like figure of Young Master Lin, they were all immersed in emotion.

Broken snowflakes fly.

The weather was so cold that I opened my breath and turned into white mist.

The sea clan camp in the distance is like a ferocious Primordial beast. It occupies like a dragon and a tiger on the ground dozens of miles away. The dark black lead cloud covers a large area of ​​the sky and casts a large area on the ground. The dark shadow seemed to be a dark abyss.

Since the emergence of this camp, it has brought disaster and depression to the entire Zhaohui city.

In the hearts of all human beings, that is the source of fear.

No one has ever dared to go to that place alone.

Even the most elite scout in the city dared to look at the big camp from a distance, and didn't dare to approach it at all.

That piece of darkness, I don't know how many human powers have been swallowed.

Except for Lin Beichen.

This Tianjiao from Yunmeng City has been there more than once.

Today, he went again.

It's so touching.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lin Beichen, who was riding a white horse, and Zheng Xianglong, who was shrinking, entered the darkness in the distance.

In the cold winter, everyone is waiting.

The news spread through the city.

More and more soldiers climbed up to the city and looked out at the sea camp.

Some divisions started a live broadcast on the city.

In the Great City of Chaohui, large screens of mysterious crystals turned on.

The picture is always fixed in the vision of the sea camp.

Countless city residents watched quietly in front of the big screen, praying in their hearts with their hands folded.

Some people also came to the temple mountain and prayed to the great lord of the sword, hoping that the god who had sheltered the empire for hundreds of years would be holy again and shelter the greatest warrior of Fengyu Province.

In Yunmeng camp, countless people prayed devoutly.

"Young Master Lin will definitely return safely..."

The top of the camp stared at the temporary large screen of Xuan Jing.

"Young Master will win."

Qianqian waved her small fist and held Qianqian's palm tightly with her other hand.

The palms of the two girls were sweating.

Tang Tian was holding the notebook in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking of. He swiftly wrote, brushed his pen, and quickly wrote several articles...

Boss Yang and others, with their nervous complexions pale, together with many poor brothers, kneeling on the ground in the most pious posture in their lives, constantly kowtow, pray, and look around, the darkness outside the Yunmeng camp, all People are kneeling on the ground, like a sea of ​​human heads, endless.

All the refugees, all the people who have lost their homes, felt hunger and despair, are praying.

Pray that the person who brings them hope and light can come back alive.

Otherwise, they will fall back into endless darkness and suffering.

Temple Mount.

Archbishop Mochizuki pushed open the door of the temple and took breakfast to the depths of the temple.

"Mianxia? Mianxia? Huh? Mianxia?"

The hall was empty.

At this time on weekdays, Mianxia must be in the temple, lying lazily on the bed, very tired. It must be that the practice is too hard, and it takes at least half a day of rest to regain the spirit, but it is not today Up?

what happened?

Archbishop Mochizuki carefully sensed that there was no breath under the crown on the entire Temple Mountain.

Moreover, she was also surprised to find that the [Sword Armor] hanging in the depths of the temple had disappeared.

Where did Mian go?

After Archbishop Mochizuki's heart, something vaguely thought of.

...

at the same time.

Ling Mansion.

"Ouch, my grandmother, please go lightly, you are about to pull out Grandpa's beard..."

Ling Taixu was angry and helpless.

"Go and help Brother Chen..."

Urged early in the morning.

Ling Taixu said helplessly: "How can I help? I'm just an old man with kidney deficiency who is addicted to femininity. I can still go to the sea clan camp. If you are angry as a beauty, let him go and die..."

"I don't care, you bad old man, my brother Chen took the risk because of you, you go..."

Stomping his feet in the early morning.

"You are asking grandpa to die, you are inhumane, for the sake of your little lover, you embarrassed me, a poor old man..." Ling Tai said helplessly.

Early morning said: "You bad old man is very bad, you won't die, I know... you go."

Ling Taixu had no choice but to put on her pajamas and escaped from the house, saying, "Well..."

I thought about it early in the morning, tiptoed, and tiptoed trying to escape from the room.

"Where? Stop."

Qin Lanshu appeared.

In the wee hours of the morning, his face suddenly became bitter.

"You just recovered, and you still want to use that kind of power? You don't want to live anymore?"

Qin Lanshu said with a serious face: "Go back."

"mother……"

In the early morning, a begging color appeared on her delicate face.

Qin Lanshu calmly said, "Okay, don't worry... he won't die."

I was startled in the early morning, and immediately seemed to have reacted to something, and said in disbelief, "Mother, you..."

Qin Lanshu snorted and said, "The Ling family owes him."

...

There are also countless people kneeling on the ground in the major urban areas of Zhaohui City.

In Zhaohui City, there has never been such a unity as it is now.

Even the people who hate Lin Beichen on weekdays still hope that he can come back alive.

After all, if he died, the entire Zhaohui city would be ruined.

There are no eggs under the covering nest.

time flies.

Sunrise and sunset.

The setting sun stained the horizon.

The hearts of all people are burning with anxiety.

"Look, someone has come out."

Xiao Ye suddenly said loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sea clan camp.

Between heaven and earth, under the sunset, a white horse and a young man came slowly.

Behind the white horse boy, followed by a wretched wretched man.

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There is one more.