Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The process of persuading Bai Xiaoxiao to abandon the game was much easier than Lin Beichen imagined.

　　 I really am a beautiful man with absolute charm.

　　 Lin Beichen is very happy.

　　 Next, there is one last object that needs to be convinced——

　　 Fat tiger.

　　 Except for Han Luoxue, Bai Xiaoxiao and Fat Hu, the other players who entered the fifth round are dead or alive, and have nothing to do with Lin Beichen.

　　 In fact, Lin Beichen asked Qianlong to investigate the origin and background of Fat Tiger.

　　 Including Fat Tiger’s mother’s infection of the [Flower Mark] disease, Lin Beichen had already known it.

　　 Whether Fat Tiger should continue to compete, the decision is in his mother.

　　 Judging from Qianlong’s survey results, Fat Tiger’s mother is not a simple character, and has a deep obsession with participating in the God’s Choice contest.

　　 Therefore, Lin Beichen was not sure to convince this mysterious old woman.

　　 He decided to change the way.

　　 half an hour later.

　　 On the shabby streets of the Xia San District, Panghu met the ‘mysterious drug dealer’ who had always provided free medication for his mother [Huahen].

　　 "This...this...this lord, look for...find me...what...what?"

　　Panghu's side, followed by the golden monitor lizard.

　　 This man and a beast is now an iron buddy.

　　 The golden monitor lizard stood up, wearing a flowered waistcoat and flowered pants, with a cigarette in his mouth, and a pair of gold medal bodyguards. It looked nondescript and full of comical.

　　 "Your mother's disease can be completely cured after another course of treatment."

The mysterious drug dealer, who was covered in black cloak, said with a hoarse voice, "For so long, we have been treating her for free, which proves that our magical medicine is effective... In fact, there is no free meat. , If you want to continue treatment, we need you to give a corresponding return."

　　Panghu is an honest child.

　　 He was mentally prepared for a long time.

　　 Now nodded again and again: "Oh...yes...should...you...you want to...you want to...want me to do...what?"

"To retire."

　　 The mystery medicine business words are concise and concise.

　　 "Retreat...retreat...retire from God...God Selection Contest?"

　　 Fat Tiger was dumbfounded, reacted, and subconsciously retorted, saying: "But...but...but I..."

　　 "There is nothing more."

　　 The mysterious drug dealer seemed decisive and gave no room for negotiation.

He refused to say: "Either you retire and we will completely treat [Huahen] for your mother for free, or we stop the drug. It will not take long. The poison of [Huahen] in your mother's body will explode in revenge. Even if we had our medicine at that time, she would not be able to recover, and she would definitely die."

　　 "This...I...I..."

　　 Fat Tiger became anxious, and his words became more and more stammer.

　　 He was hesitant.

　　Because he knows that winning the championship is the mother's biggest wish.

　　 If I agree easily, my mother will be furious.

　　 The golden monitor lizard looked at the mysterious drug dealer in front of him, his golden eyes rolled, and a faint golden light flickered, as if he had noticed something.

　　 "Hiss, squeak..."

　　 The golden monitor lizard spit out the letter, and called a few times.

　　Panghu looked at it, and said in a puzzled manner: "Really...really?"

　　 The golden monitor lizard patted its chest with its front paws, a guaranteed look.

　　 So Fat Tiger immediately agreed to retire.

　　 If it weren't for the constant persecution of his mother, he wouldn't want to participate in this life-and-death contest at all. Fighting and killing is not his interest, he only likes to eat.

　　 Besides, this time it was for the mother.

　　 Fat Tiger cancelled the [Nameplate of Participating Identity] on the spot and gave it to the mysterious drug dealer.

"Wise choice."

　　 The mysterious drug dealer took the nameplate, turned and left.

　　 "Your mother's disease will definitely be cured."

　　 When he left, he was puzzled about what the golden monitor ‘saying’ just now made the hesitant Fat Tiger suddenly make a choice.

　　……

　　……

　　Outside the Great Desolate God City.

　　 the suburbs.

　　 The low hills are undulating, with lush vegetation and beautiful scenery.

　　 Manor houses of different sizes, huts and wooden houses dotted on the green ground, have a quiet and idyllic scenery.

　　 Compared with the second and lower third districts in Dahuang Shencheng, the scenery in the outskirts seems more attractive.

　　 But there are very few people living here.

　　Because the divine power tide in the suburbs is much thinner.

　　 Many herbal plants that can grow in the city of God are difficult to grow in such an environment. If ordinary people live in such an environment for a long time, it will cause physical deterioration, lifespan attenuation, and loss of strength...

　　 This also directly leads to the sparse population in the suburbs.

　　Many ordinary gods and people, no matter how poor or miserable they are, they will choose to settle in the city of God instead of choosing the suburbs that seem to be beautiful.

　　 So most of the people who buy properties in the suburbs are actually gods.

　　Only the gods who have mastered the position of gods can remain unaffected in such an environment where the divine power is thin. Except that the cultivation speed will be very slow, but the gods can cultivate in the city and live in the suburbs.

　　 So looking at it, large and small manors, thatched houses, etc., are actually the residences of many small and weak gods who are low in the **** system and have little sense of existence.

　　 Most of the time, the suburbs are very peaceful.

　　 Because everyone is eating salted fish waiting to die, there is nothing to compete with each other.

　　 But recently, something strange happened on the outskirts of Shencheng.

　　 A slight earthquake swept this quiet place.

　　 An old hut in the northwest direction suddenly burst without warning, and then a raging fire started.

　　 The flames soared into the sky.

　　 There was a screaming scream from the flames.

　　 When the surrounding ‘neighbors’ reacted, the ‘god’ Gu Chang, who lived in this hut, was already dead.

　　 The death is extremely miserable.

　　 A dozen figures gathered beside the burning hut.

　　 "Gu Chang has fallen."

　　 "He died very strangely."

　　 "What kind of fire can burn the gods to death? Although Gu Chang was only a lower god, he was also the lord of a series, and he died like this..."

　　 "He died of the severance of faith."

　　 "Yes, his followers in the lower realm have been extinct."

　　 The gods shuddered when they looked at the picture in front of them.

　　 Since the signing of the ancient covenant and the establishment of the orthodox **** belief system, for countless years, no **** has died because of the severance of faith.

　　 But now, it appears again.

　　 Gu Chang, the **** of autumn mountains, is the only main **** of the autumn mountain gods.

　　 is a member of the orthodox **** belief system.

　　Although his **** status is very low and his godhead is simple, as a member of the entire system, according to his arrival, he should never die because of the severance of faith.

What exactly happened?

　　 Every **** present has a very bad feeling in his heart.

　　 Hundred miles away.

　　 In a simple manor.

　　 Jianxue Wuming is still asleep.

　　 The sunlight shone from the dome and hit the goddess like a focused lamp. Her face was as white as jade, and she was exquisitely like luminous white porcelain, without the slightest blemish.

　　 The alcohol in the main hall has evaporated a lot.

　　The statue of the Lord of the Swords in the center is already dim in luster, the original moon white has turned into a dim gray, and thin and dense cracks appear on it, as if it is about to crack and collapse at any time...

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