Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Lin Beichen turned to look at Chu marks.

　　 Chu Hen shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know about it.

　　 However, with [Fly Shark God General] Heilang Wuya's temperament, he should not lie on such things.

　　Lin Beichen looked at the old man again.

　　The latter nodded and said, "Half a month ago, the charming and forgetful book of Xiaoyuxingxing once offered exchange conditions and changed the host Cui Hao away."

　　 "What exchange conditions?"

　　 asked Lin Beichen.

　　 "This matter has nothing to do with you, no comment."

　　The old man's expression was indifferent and authentic.

　　 Lin Beichen turned his head to look at Chu Hen and said, "Do we have any other conditions to mention?"

　　Heilang Wuya coldly said: "Untouchables, I advise you to close as soon as you see it. Don't push your nose on your face."

　　 Chu Hen shook his head at Lin Beichen.

　　To achieve the purpose of today's parade.

　　 The future of Yunmeng City is tied to the battle after ten days.

　　 "Okay, that's it, little black shark, wash your **** and wait for it."

　　 Lin Beichen took An Muxi and others through the forest of knives and soldiers of the heavy Hai clan soldiers, and came to his fellow phalanx.

　　 "Master, I'll go back first."

　　 He looked at Hua Gui and drove.

　　The figure behind Haizhuzhu curtain did not respond.

　　 Lin Beichen frowned.

　　 Chu Hen gently pulled his sleeve around.

　　 "You take care of the elderly."

Lin Beichen thought for a while and said very seriously: "If that day, you feel uncomfortable in this city's mansion, just remove the so-called city master's position that is not as good as a shit. Let's go with the apprentice to the world, red dust as a companion Lively and dashing, horse racing, sharing the prosperity of the world......"

　　Chuhen quickly pulled his sleeves, saying very silently: "You just say it, why did you sing?"

Uh……

　　 Lin Beichen had to swallow the last half of the sentence, "Grasp the youthful life vigorously" back into his throat.

　　 He embarrassed and politely said: "Aren't you moved? Am I not sensational enough?"

　　 Chu mark: ?(￢_￢).

　　Lin Beichen looked at Huan Yijia.

　　To his slight disappointment, the figure sitting on the golden throne on the right after the Haizhuzhu curtain made no sound.

　　 "Ding Sanshi is a coward and has betrayed the human race..."

　　 Feng Lun couldn't help it.

　　 "He has surrendered to the Hai nationality and became a running dog..."

　　 "Covetous beauty, shameless, no longer worthy of you to call him Master..."

　　 "Yeah, cartilage..."

　　 Some other citizens couldn't help being restless.

When Ding Sanshi chose the long princess of Xihai Wangting and could not wait to become the new city owner of Yunmeng City, his sweet fragrance in the eyes of Yunmeng city people suddenly collapsed and became the person who scolded the backbone of everyone. Representative.

　　Everybody can get it.

"To shut up."

　　 Lin Beichen suddenly turned and roared.

　　 "In this case, I don't want to hear even a sentence again."

　　 His expression was unprecedentedly serious and serious, and said: "He is my master, always, whoever is saying such words, don't blame me for turning your face."

　　 Everyone was stunned.

　　 Even Chu Hen's three people were very surprised.

　　Feng Lun did not dare to stare at Lin Beichen.

　　 Everyone can feel that Lin Beichen at this moment is really very angry.

　　 "Okay, let's go."

　　 Chu Hen motioned for everyone to leave together.

　　 The crowd of people was like a sea, and it rushed towards the outside of the island along the slowly suspended jiao suspension bridge.

　　 Lin Beichen walked a few steps, turned back and looked at the gorgeous chariot.

　　 The teenager suddenly looked up and smiled, with a pure face.

"Master, no matter what you choose to do, as long as you live happily, everyone has the most cherished things in their hearts. In order to protect them, they are willing to take everything, even if it is a long-lasting year, how people look You, I don't care, Tu'er only wants to be here, I wish you and your sisters love and happiness, happiness and happiness... let the Tu'er I come and fight for you."

　　 gorgeously drove.

　　 The figure that has been silent for a long time still keeps quiet and silent.

　　 It was the figure of the long princess beside him, and moved slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

　　 Someone vaguely heard a sigh.

　　 but soon drifted in the salty sea breeze.

　　……

　　……

　　Yunmeng City——Accurately speaking, it is the old Yunmeng City. For the first time in three months, there is a fresh and happy air.

　　Since the Hai people occupied Yunmeng City and its surrounding areas, large-scale reconstruction began.

　　 The walls on all sides were directly pushed to the majority.

　　The sea warlocks flooded a large area of ​​land, the large rivers excavated by the deep sea behemoths, and the caves leading to the deep sea, turned the hundreds of miles around the original Yunmeng City into a land of half land and half water.

　　 Various buildings of the Hai nationality have risen on the ground in the shortest time.

　　 A 100-meter long and 20-meter-wide blue whale-class marine warship can also enter from the four main ocean-connected canals, not to mention other small-class ships.　　The Hai nationality is working hard to build an environment suitable for their long-term living and living.

　　 For example, the new city with a huge amount of engineering, the artificial lake, the lake island, etc., are marvels created by the martial arts and warlock civilization of the Hai nationality in a short time.

　　 The former Yunmengcheng became an old city, barely retaining some of its former features.

Most of the surviving citizens live in this area.

　　 Now there are only 156,000 people left, less than half of the former population.

　　 Since ninety days and nights, tears of crying tears, hunger, killing, plundering have fluttered everywhere in the old town at any time. People have died for various reasons at any time.

　　 The grief that can't be turned away is like a cloud in the sky, covering this once paradise-like city.

　　Only today, the atmosphere has changed.

　　 When the crowd returning from the parade flooded into the old city, cheers and laughter were everywhere.

　　Half a year ago, the dumb guy called "Jing Jiehu" has now become their spiritual pillar.

　　 appeared as a thunderbolt in the long night, bringing light.

　　 Now everyone is looking forward to the young man being able to tear the clouds in the sky completely, so that this remote and ancient town will once again be bathed in the light under the crown of the sword lord.

　　The crowd was like the tide, and they gathered outside the third junior college.

　　 Schools that almost fell out of the six famous schools in Yunmeng City have now become a holy place that lights all the lights of hope.

　　 Even if the night falls, people are reluctant to leave.

　　In the bamboo courtyard.

Hundreds of people gathered in 　　.

　　 comes from all walks of life.

　　 is the mainstay among the remnants of Yunmeng City.

　　 "The most important thing now is to pick out the candidates who will fight in ten days."

　　 Chu Jianlang said: "In five battles of life and death, we must select at least five representatives who are expected to win and fight for the survival of all people."

　　Everyone looked at each other and were silent for a moment.

For a while, no one volunteered to stand up.

　　 is not afraid of death, afraid of fighting.

　　 but worried that he occupies the quota, can not win, so that everyone is caught in an irreparable disaster.

　　 At this time, everyone has courage.

　　 But not everyone is qualified to represent the Yunmeng clan and set foot on the ring of life and death.

　　 "I am willing to fight."

　　 A young boy stood up and looked firm.

　　 Lin Beichen took a look, and was very surprised.