Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

In the end, Wang Xinyu and others left with shock.

　　The students thought that they were killing the enemy and defending the country in Zhaohui City, which had already demonstrated the unyielding character and will of Yunmeng people, and had already achieved everything the young people in the new era should do.

　　 But compared with Lin Beichen, it really is still far away.

　　 Even the most famous Wang Xinyu, on the way back, also fell into deep thought and silence.

　　 entered the city, and everyone broke up and said goodbye.

　　 "You..."

　　 Mi Ruyan, who has always been quiet, suddenly said aloud behind everyone.

　　 The students turned back in surprise and looked at the young boy with long yellow hair.

　　Mi Ruyan waved her pink and delicate fist and said, "We have to work hard too."

　　The boys and girls all came back and folded their palms together.

　　 "Efforts."

　　 Crisp drinking, under the light of the last rays of the setting sun, echoed under the gate like a colliding pearl.

　　……

　　……

　　 The night of that day, melancholy clouded.

　　 Yunmeng Camp for the first time felt the atmosphere of war in Chaohui Great City.

　　The Hai tribe launched a total of four attacks at night.

　　The drums and shouts on the first city wall also lasted four times.

　　 Lin Beichen, who was awakened from the beautiful dream, almost flew his wings and flew to the head of the city, took out a 69-type rocket artillery, and dried his mother's shot.

　　 early morning.

　　 Three shots on the day.

　　 Lin Beichen yawned and walked out of the luxury account.

　　 Puff! Puff!

　　Five or six young people in tattered clothes were thrown in front of Lin Beichen by Gong Gong and others.

　　 "Master, these dog stuff, they stole things into the camp last night and were caught by the patrolling brother."

　　 Gong Gongdao.

　　 "Forgiveness..."

　　 "Don't be spared, we are just hungry..."

　　 "There are an 18-year-old mother on the villain and an 80-year-old child on the next..."

　　 Several young people, with strange accents, looked skinny and malnourished, knelt in front of Lin Beichen and kowtowed, terrified.

At first glance, it is the refugees around.

　　 Lin Beichen touched his chin.

　　 "One person gave them a [Beichen Pill], grabbed it to work after eating it, performed well, and let them go back in the evening."

　　 Lin Beichen Road.

　　 "No, spare your life."

　　 "Noble, 80-year-old mother, 8-year-old child, I was wrong..."

　　 "No, I don't take poison!"

　　 Several young people panicked and didn't know what the legendary "Beichen Pill" was, but when they heard the name, it was very scary, and the civilians struggled and howled.

　　 But how can I survive Gong Gong, a robot?

　　 was dragged on the spot by the city management team and the eagle like a chicken.

　　The sound of horrified wailing wandered from the camp far away.

　　 This made some refugees hiding in the distance outside the Yunmeng camp suddenly change their colors, terrified.

　　……

　　 Outside the camp.

　　 "Brother Shan, what's the matter? Er Gouzi, they are more or less fierce."

　　 "Yeah, let's rush in to save people."

　　 "Punch? Take your head to punch? In Yunmeng Camp, there are real martial arts masters. We, these people, are not enough to tie our teeth together."

　　 "Alas, these Yunmeng people are neatly dressed and all are big fat sheep. Unfortunately, we can only watch and can't eat. It's really anxious."

　　 "Why not wait a few days until the soldiers in the camp have left to go to the third city, let's do it again?"

　　 "Yes, martial art masters can't stay in this second city that doesn't shit, and wait for the recruiters to come, hey, sooner or later, they will be recruited by the rich and powerful."

　　 A group of ragged but fierce refugees hide behind the mound outside the camp and gritted their teeth.

　　 There are a lot of refugee groups like this.

　　……

　　At noon, outside Yunmeng Camp, it suddenly became lively.

　　 Lin Beichen was writing and drawing in his tent, conceiving things like construction drawings for the construction of the third junior college in the future. As a result, he was attracted by the noise outside.

　　 "Who is noisy outside?"

　　 asked, looking disgruntled.

　　 Noisy, my thoughts are all messed up, how can I pretend to forget, so if I continue, I will be scolded again?

　　 "Young Master, it's the people from the third district who are here to recruit workers."

　　Qianqin went out to watch for a while, and came in to report.

　　 "Job recruitment?"

　　 Lin Beichen's eyes lit up: "Go, go out and see."

　　He came to the campsite and saw a small assembly, which had been shaped like a pattern. Hundreds of recruitment teams from the third city district were setting up booths to recruit people.

　　 "Lightning removal team, recruiting 20 workers, requires young and strong, the best to cultivate profound energy, the work content is to transport wartime materials, one silver coin per day, three buns, daily knot......"

"The Flying Cow Aegis team recruits 50 people, and requires a warrior-level warrior-level master, one gold coin per month, free to eat and control, and three days off per month. The work content is to provide security for the third and fourth urban nobles. Service, low risk..."

　　 "Firefly squads, unlimited recruitment, no requirements, extremely dangerous job content, you can get a gold coin and ten kilograms of rice if you sign up. If you don’t have the skills and want to support your family, don’t miss it..."

　　 "Fengshi Garment Factory, recruits 30 female workers, requires excellent female red, ages 14 to 40, ten gold coins per month, eats and drinks, and takes three days off per month..."

　　 "Zuihua Building, acquisition of ten young girls, require shapely, fair skin, delicate facial features, negotiable price, and those with junior college experience are preferred..."

　　 "Grandma Lu's Mansion, accept four maids..."

　　 "Xuanwen Association recruits ten cleaners..."

　　 "The errand association recruits 20 errand errands with strong hand extensions, and those with a strong genius in the wind department are preferred..."

　　 "Senior Master Xuanwen recruits an apprentice......"

　　 All kinds of stalls, the recruitment requirements are clearly written, and the loud voices are yelling loudly in order to attract people to sign up.

　　 Lin Beichen stood in front of the booth of "Zuihualou", his eyes narrowed.

　　 "Yo, this son, are you here to sell people?"

　　The eyes of a middle-aged goatee fell on the beautiful maid Qian Qian next to Lin Beichen. His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but secretly admire it.

　　Skin with big white chest, long legs and waist, pure and delicate face.

　　 Such a girl, not to mention the Zuichun Tower, but also in the Four Great Ming Pavilions in the Third City District, can also compete for the top card.

　　 He subconsciously regarded Lin Beichen as the down-and-out brother who came to sell his maid.

　　 Such a person, he saw more.

In the past, it may be regarded as the number one character in the place, but after experiencing the poison of war, he traveled to Zhaohui City for a long journey. The money in his hands was spent, and he had no ability to make money. He was spoiled and could not support himself. Valuable things, all the maids and servants who were around were sold out, and finally starved to death.

　　 Of course, the goatee's gaze returned to Lin Beichen's body, and the more he looked, the more surprised he was.

　　 Don't say it.

　　 This little white face was actually surprisingly handsome.

　　 is not only handsome, but his temperament is also excellent.

　　 Such a rare beautiful man is in Zhaohui City, not many.

　　If you also buy him, adjust it a little, and give it to those nobles who have special hobbies... Gee, blood earning.

　　 Thinking about it, the smile on the goatee's face became brighter and brighter.

　　 "This son, don't be embarrassed, the world is difficult, when everyone has a life pressure, as long as they can come down hard, and the strong man breaks his wrist, there will be a resurgence of Dongshan, and other things are precious, hehe..."

　　 Speaking of this, Goat Hu looked at Qian Qian again and smiled and said: "Compared to being alive, what can you count?"

　　 Lin Beichen glanced at the signboards in the booth, his face getting ugly.

The goatee thought that your noble boy could not hold his face and laughed at the moment: "This little boy, in fact, you don't have to be so embarrassed. Well, women, that's not the case, hehe, if you sell her to us, it's actually equal to She saved her. After all, in the Zuihualou, she can eat and wear warm, if you are by your side..."

Snapped!

　　 slapped loudly.

　　 Qianqian finally couldn't help it, raised her hand and gave the goat a slap.

　　 is really annoying.

　　 How dare you say this in front of the young master?

　　Dare to instigate the young master to sell himself?

　　 Is it unbearable?

　　 Even if Qian Qian had a good temper, she still couldn't resist it.

　　 And the goatee with a slap was stunned.

　　 Actually... dare to hit me?

　　 This little bitch.

　　 His eyes immediately burst into anger.

　　 And a hardcover man lying on the deck chair behind the stall, at this moment, slowly opened his eyes, a violent color appeared on his face.

　　 "Come here, get me this little bitch."

　　The goats couldn't help it.

　　A **** refugee maid dare to beat herself?

　　 Very good, this slap was hit, no need to give money to buy money.

　　 Little bitch, go back and get it slowly.

　　 "And this little white face, caught me together."

　　 Goat is vicious and authentic.

　　 The sturdy man on the recliner stood up slowly. He wore a single shirt in winter, and he kept a fan in his hand. He kept fanning, as if it was too hot.

　　'S eyes seemed to be an evil wolf who chose others and was addicted to it. A large number of Lin Beichen and Qian Qian, especially when they fell on Qian Qian, shone with unabashed brutality and obscenity.

　　 "The new refugees, it really is not clear what the situation is..."

　　 The strong man waved his hand and said, "Look at the shopkeeper Hu, let's grab it."

　　 The other four samurai in black costumes threw themselves over.

　　 The people in the stalls next to them couldn't help but show their gloating.

　　The power of Zuichunlou in the third city area is not small. There is a noble person behind him who acts rudely and directly. Not to mention these refugees, even if there are many forces in the third city area, they dare to be angry and dare not say anything.

　　 This little white face provokes the Drunk Spring House, and it is really blood mold for eight lifetimes.

　　 But the next moment——

　 　 bang bang bang!

　　 Four loud slaps.

　　 The four samurai who rushed past were all slapped by Qian Qian and pulled back.

"what?"

　　 There was a flash of joy in the eyes of the elite man: "Cultivation is not weak, haha, very good, such a slave girl, the price is higher, haha, I didn't expect that today's luck exploded, I even encountered such a unique beauty, haha!"

　　 He was very happy and stepped forward.

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