Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Northwest Region, the next three districts.

　　 Anonymous pub.

　　 In the morning, business is not very good, and there are almost no customers in the shop.

　　 The old shopkeeper with yellow teeth, lying on the counter, napping.

　　 Suddenly, when he looked up, he found that there were two more people in the shop by the window, one man and one woman.

　　 The man wears a mask and white armor.

　　The girl looks sloppy, like a beggar on the side of the road.

　　 The old shopkeeper greeted him with a grin.

　　 As for when and how these two people appeared, he didn't want to ask at all.

　　 There are too many messy people in this world.

　　Especially many masters, they like to appear mysteriously, enjoy the shock and curiosity of others, and are very capable of acting hard.

　　 The old shopkeeper was slandering in his heart, so he wouldn't go to cheer.

　　 "What do you want to order...Huh? It turned out to be you two, do you want brown rice wine today?"

　　 came to the front, the old shopkeeper recognized it. The two of them came to order a plate of peanuts a few days ago and drank 15 jars of brown rice wine. When they left, they took 15 jars of strangers.

　　 "Fifteen altars first."

　　 Jianxue Wuming waved his hand and said: "He settles the bill."

　　 The old shopkeeper served wine immediately.

　　 "Why didn't Silver Phoenix Sea Wu Mian come here again?"

　　 Lin Beichen is curious and authentic.

　　In the previous agreement, Yinhuang Haiwu and Jian Xuewuming came to meet together, saying that they had equipment to send.

　　 When we met, there was only the goddess of dog.

　　 "There was a little dispute in business, so it's hard to show up for the time being."

　　 Jianxue Wuming simply and implicitly explained.

　　 Then I started to drink tons and tons.

　　Business dispute?

　　 is not being chased after selling fakes again, right?

　　 "What about the equipment you said?"

　　 Lin Beichen didn't press too much, so he asked straightaway.

　　 Jianxue Wuming casually threw out an old storage bag with a torn skin, and said: "In it."

Huh?

　　 really?

　　 Lin Beichen opened the storage bag, took a look, a look of doubt appeared on his face.

　　 The flour in it?

　　White powder.

"what is this?"

　　 He looked at Jian Xue Wuming.

The dog goddess drank the wine in the jar in one breath, and said: "It's value, it scares you when you say it, its name is "shocking ghosts and crying gods, howling fans", I can't beat you if I meet you The hard stubble, throwing it out, making him face, absolutely makes him dizzy. At that time, whether you attack or escape, it will be the same word: absolutely."

　　 Lin Beichen's expression gradually stagnated.

　　 This fucking...

　　 sounds like lime powder.

　　 Let's play with me.

Jian Xue Wuming seemed to have seen his doubts. He drank another jar of wine and said, "Don't underestimate this powder. It is so rare that even the eyes of gods can be charmed. I can't get it..."

　　 "Really?"

　　 Lin Beichen's heart moved.

　　 Jianxue glared at him Wumingly, and said, "Stop your dangerous and stupid thinking."

"what are you saying?"

　　 Lin Beichen pretends not to know.

　　 quietly grabbed a handful of fans.

　　 Jianxue Wuming said angrily: "You dog man, if you dare to use me to test the power of a fan, I am really anxious with you."

　　 Lin Beichen chuckled, thought about it, and finally put back the ‘magic fan’ he was holding in his hand calmly, and said: "How can it be."

　　 "You have been careful recently, don't be overshadowed by others."

　　 Jianxue Wuming wiped the wine stains from his mouth, and said: "Be careful of your teammates during the game. Don't be overshadowed by others and pay for the money."

　　 Lin Beichen said: "The person who yin to me has always been you."

　　 Jianxue Wuming said: "Go away, don't know the spirit, to help you, my oath is broken..."

　　 "It's not that the body is broken..."

　　 Lin Beichen muttered.

"what did you say?"

　　 Jianxue Wuming Liu's eyebrows are erected: "Your dog man is less and less of himself as an outsider."

Lin Beichen chuckled and said, "Don't be angry, didn't you say it? We've all seen each other frankly... By the way, besides this fan, there are other magic swords, magic armors, and shields. Do you still have the equipment?"

　　 "No more."

　　 Jianxue Wuming straightforwardly said: "This pack of fans has already emptied the pockets of Silver Phoenix and me. Take it and use it. If used properly, it is more useful than a weapon of magical weapons."

　　 "It feels like you are just wrapping a pile of lime powder on the side of the road, and even tricked me into buying you a drink."

　　 Lin Beichen is speechless and authentic.

　　 "If you really want to think so, then I can't help it."

　　 Jianxue's nameless mouth came out of the classic scumbag quotations.

　　 said, she stood up and said, "Boss, let's take another 15 jars of brown rice wine and pack it away."

　　 Huang Ya, the old shopkeeper immediately smiled and said: "Okay, it has been prepared for you in advance. If you want thirty altars, the quantity is actually sufficient this time..."

　　 "Old stuff, do you want to die?"

　　 Lin Beichen cast a death stare.

　　 Huang Ya's old shopkeeper suddenly shrank his neck and disappeared instantly like a charter wife.

Jian Xue Wuming reluctantly carried fifteen jars of brown rice wine, walked to the entrance of the tavern, remembering something, and turning around: "By the way, you have been a little low-key these days. It is best to find a place to hide, otherwise those crazy looking for you People will definitely make all kinds of conditions to let you join their forces and let you not tire of it."

　　 "Really?"

　　 Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.

　　 Jianxue Wuming looked at this expression and knew that he had said it for nothing, and turned to leave with his hand.

　　 Lin Beichen looked at the white powder in the old storage bag, thought about it, and put it away.

　　 Although the dog goddess is very unreliable, this thing, in case it can come in handy.

　　 He got up to check out, and was about to leave.　　 A magician wearing a black gold-studded robe sat across the table.

　　 "Sword Xiaoyao?"

　　 This black robe magician seemed to be about fifty years old, with ordinary facial features and ravines on his face. It reminded Lin Beichen of the old professor who was full of economics and proficient in various philosophical theories of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign philosophies when he was in university on the earth.

　　It seems that every wrinkle contains knowledge that others cannot understand.

　　 For the magician, the saying that knowledge is power is extremely accurate.

"who are you?"

　　 Lin Beichen sat down again.

　　 The robe on the opponent is the style of the Great Desolate Protoss.

　　 This is a powerful magician from the ruling gods of the gods.

　　 "The supreme Lord God, let me ask you."

　　The tone of the old magician was calm like the surface of an underground river with chaotic undercurrents deep inside, without any waves.

　　 Oh, this is the alien version of the Imperial Army. Ask me to bring you a message.

　　 Lin Beichen said: "Ask what?"

　　 "Ask you if you would like to join him."

　　 The old magician stared at the pupils under Lin Beichen's mask with a critical gaze, and said: "If you are willing to submit, you don't have to wait until the end of the God Selection Competition, now he can bestow you a lower **** position."

　　 Lin Beichen was startled.

　　 very suddenly.

　　The old magician continued faintly: "Of course, you can also refuse. If you refuse, you will..."

　　 "Needless to say."

　　 Lin Beichen took the next shot on the table, interrupting the old magician, and said: "I..."

The old magician sneered, and rushed: "I know that young people like you, who have achieved a little bit, are pretentious. They always think that they can get everything they want by relying on their own strength. Thinking that my fate is my responsibility, hehe, really naive, wait for you to experience the wind and rain and truly understand the world..."

　　 "No, no, you don't understand."

　　 Lin Beichen interrupted again: "I..."

　　The old magician interrupted, "Don't refuse in a hurry, you'd better consider it seriously..."

　　 "No need to think about it at all."

　　 Lin Beichen said: "I can give you the answer now, I..."

　　 "If you dare to reject the God Lord, then I can only wish you to do it yourself..." The old magician stood up.

　　 "Can you **** let me finish talking?"

　　 Lin Beichen finally got anxious: "When did I refuse? I agree, I agree, quickly, quickly give me, quickly give me the position of God."

"what?"

　　The old magician was startled.

　　 Same...Agree?

　　 Why don't you play the cards according to the rules?

　　 As the unparalleled genius who broke the record for the highest points in the preliminary round of the God’s Choice contest, why is he not arrogant at all, or even bargaining, and just agreed?

　　 Did I find a fake?

　　 This is different from what he imagined.

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