Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"Haha, the little chopsticks will destroy their future."

　　 Zheng Sanglong couldn't help but gloat.

　　 took the black pot, even if it was a deity, it would be too much to eat.

　　 The empire’s storm of public opinion can definitely send you to the torture frame.

　　 "Young Master Lin..."

　　 What else does Gao Shenghan want to say.

　　 Lin Beichen said: "Stop, call me the chief executive, hahahaha."

　　 Gao Shenghan has a black line on his forehead.

　　 entered the scene so soon.

　　 "General Manager, what are you going to do next?" He changed his name and asked.

　　 Lin Beichen said: "Of course I'm going to cede the land for peace. When this matter is finished, I will go to the capital with you."

　　 He turned his head to look at Zheng Sanglong, and said, "You, yes, that's you, don't look at it... From today on, just follow me and let you do whatever you want, do you know?"

　　 Zheng Sanglong's heart trembled, and he just wanted to express his opposition. How can he...

　　 He looked up angrily and saw the fierce glow in Lin Beichen's eyes, so he said very much, "Okay."

　　 Lin Beichen said: "I didn't force you?"

　　 "No." Zheng Sanglong said.

　　 "Everyone has heard it, he did it voluntarily, not I forced him." Lin Beichen said.

　　 Everyone: (('-_-)-_-)-_-).

Lin Beichen looked at Ling Junxuan and his wife again, and saluted: "Uncle, auntie, now I am the number one leader in the province, don't be polite about anything, tell me at any time, who dares to rely on the old man? I will send him to see God..."

　　 said, his gaze swept across Ling Si Tui who had just been lifted out of the rockery.

　　 The latter was full of anger, but all the anger, under this gaze, was like a fart, and he immediately held back.

　　 Ling Junxuan and his wife were dumbfounded.

　　 Lin Beichen arched his hands and said, "It shouldn't be too late, I will leave first."

　　 The performance has ended today. You can't be too impatient, you need to take your time.

"I see you off."

　　 took the initiative in the early morning.

Lin Beichen shook his head and looked at the early hours of the morning. He suddenly smiled, as if the clouds broke through the moon, his handsome face seemed to glow by itself, and said softly: "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in their midst? Anxious, the coming day will be long... You can accompany your uncle and aunt first, let's have another day, another day."

　　 Hearing the words in the early morning, there was light in his big bright eyes.

　　 Lin Beichen took people away.

　　 Everyone left, silent in the hall.

　　 High cultivation is really possible to do whatever you want.

　　 The big guys looked at each other. This is the end of the matter, and there seems to be nothing left to say.

　　 Feixue felt ashamed for an instant, and as soon as she spoke about her desire to invigorate the atmosphere, she heard another scream like a chicken outside.

　　 Everyone was surprised.

　　 After a few breaths, Jiading came in to report.

　　 It turned out to be Wei Zixuan, who had just healed his wounds outside, gritted his teeth and cursed someone outside. Lin Beichen met the structure and couldn't avoid it. It could not be said that it was another severe beating, his limbs were broken, and he went back to heal the injuries.

　　 Everyone could not help but mourn for Wei Zixuan.

　　 What a miserable man.

　　 was stared at by Lin Beichen, this time I really had a nightmare.

　　……

　　……

　　 half an hour later.

　　 Back in the camp, Lin Beichen gathered his confidants and explained what happened today.

　　 "It's unwise to choose between big and young."

　　 Cui Hao sighed slightly.

　　 He could guess why Lin Beichen did this.

The Yunmeng camp and the major satellite camps in the second city have just been built and everything is on the right track. The so-called awaiting prosperity and thriving, finally lay a piece of land where you can display your ideals and revenge. The Hai Clan peace talks ceded Zhaohui City and Yunmeng Camp. Wouldn’t it be a waste of all previous efforts?

　　 Young Master Lin is a person who loves money like fate, so naturally he won't let this effort go to waste.

　　 But this choice is short-sighted.

　　 Once ruined, there is really nothing left.

Lin Beichen said in an awe-inspiring way: "City Lord Cui said that this is a bad word. Who doesn't know if he does it for himself, but who is my Lin Beichen? I am Lin Beichen who is loyal to the sky, and I have a heart for the common people. If such a person sits idly by, and waits until the city is ceded, the people will not become sea slaves, they will have to endure the suffering of displacement. At that time, the nobles will be fine, but the civilians and the refugees, in this vast winter How many people can live out of the wind and whispers? Even if they go out, how should they stand by then? How to spend the winter? It must be hungry and killed all over the country, and there are many dead bodies. As a beautiful man, how can I Can such a tragedy happen?"

　　 Everyone was shocked when they heard the words.

　　 Everyone was moved by Young Master Lin's noble sentiment.

　　 What kind of spirit is this?

　　 When the young man’s mind is normal, he deserves to be a favored person of great grace.

　　 Tang Tian, ​​political commissar of the Cultural and Industrial Propaganda Group of Yunmeng Camp, has a fanatical face, holding a notebook in his hand, and writing quickly.

　　 He wanted to record everything that happened here, publicize it, and let everyone know what Lin Dasha did for them.

　　 Lin Beichen is very satisfied with Tang Tian.

　　 Among so many talents in the camp, he is most satisfied with Tang Tian.

　　 This is a real person.

　　 "Young Master, you have paid too much for us, I...oooo, so touched."

　　 Wu Fenggu, the big watermelon, was not to be outdone, covering his face, choked.

　　 Since coming to Chaohui City, he feels that his value seems to be about to disappear.

　　 Except for growing watermelons, they are not good at everything else.

　　 Even Zhuang Buzhou and An Muxi, the two dogs who ran under his own hands, had status and prestige above them.

　　 He must show it, otherwise, he will fade out of the power circle of Yunmeng Camp.

　　 This dog thing, acting is too exaggerated.

Lin Beichen snorted in his heart and didn't reveal it. After all, he can't always talk about stand-up comedy. He still needs a supporter, so he said affectionately, "This is what I should do. The so-called so-called willing to smash the emperor... …Uh, who would go to **** if I don’t go to hell?"

　　 Everyone is silent.

　　 Tears.

　　 is about to hit "moved" on the public screen.

　　 Lin Beichen is very satisfied with the effect.

　　 He glanced at Tang Tian and exhorted: "These few passages must be remembered, and vigorously promote them when you look back."

　　 Tang Tiandao: "Don't worry, young and old, no punctuation mark can be wrong."

　　 Lin Beichen said with satisfaction: "I just need your lick... talent."

After a pause, he said again: "Okay, the general policy has been determined. To build a large general management mansion in the first city, it must be large, spacious, high and strong, like a fortress, and use it when the time comes. Our workers and building materials, of course, have to pay from the finances of Zhaohui Dacheng... Hey, the New Year is almost coming, so I can find some excuses to pay everyone more and sell meat for the New Year."

　　 Liao Yongzhong's eyes lit up.

　　 It sounds so lively.

　　 Wang Zhong also brightened his eyes.

　　 You can make money just by listening.

　　 It was another negotiation, and after deciding on many general guidelines for friendship and comfort, Lin Da shook his hand at the shopkeeper once again, and left directly.

　　 Cui Hao, Cui Minggui, Liu Qihai, Pan Weimin and others were left behind and started 996 to explode and make various plans.

　　 The so-called mouth is on the top, and the leg is broken when running on the bottom. This is true in any world.

　　 At this time, it's evening.

Lin Beichen returned to the luxurious big tent at the top of the tree. Under the wait of Qianqian and Qianqian, he took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes. After counting the time, he walked with sword and went Temple Mount.

　　 He thought about it, this kind of thing should still be discussed with Ye Weiyang.

　　……

　　……

　　 "Do you still know how to come?"

　　 In the temple, Ye Weiyang's eyes waved like a knife, staring at Lin Beichen.

　　 Lin Beichen blinked.

　　 Listening to this, why does it seem like a resentful little wife, asking her husband who went to KTV to work overtime and returned late, "You still know how to come back"?

　　 I almost asked, "Where did you fool around?"

　　 has an internal taste.

　　 "It's not that I don't want to come, but because of busy business affairs, something big happened in the city."

Lin Beichen had already thought about the excuses, and hurriedly said the matter of the imperial mission, and said: "I thought, this matter is of great importance, especially for you, so you should not leave it to those cats and dogs. With the power of nine cattle and two tigers, this power has been competed in my hands, so that we can better cooperate with you."

　　 "Imperial rating? Restarting the gods?"

　　 Ye Weiyang heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and the strange and dangerous light in Ka Zilan's big eyes flickered.

　　 At this moment, the resentful little daughter-in-law turned into the nemesis with a murderous heart waiting for an opportunity.

　　 "Hey, haven't you received the message?"

　　 Lin Beichen asked tentatively.

Ye Weiyang glanced at him and said with a sneer: "The temple was occupied by the magpie dove. During this time, the temple of Zhaohui City has been abandoned... However, this time it is an excellent opportunity to restart the Conferred God. ...Lin Beichen, you did a good job this time, but next I want you to take me to the capital."

　　 Lin Beichen had already guessed her reaction.

　　 "Okay, let's go together."

　　 He agreed without hesitation.

　　 Such a powerful output, how good it is to carry around.

　　 Ye Weiyang's face suddenly softened upon hearing this.

　　 "In this case, start practicing, race against time to improve your strength, and go to the capital to protect yourself."

　　 Ye Weiyang said, slowly getting up and unbuttoning his shirt.

　　 The gleaming, snowy, jade-like slippery skin, under the light of the temple, reflects a faint radiance.

　　 "Wait, other things about Zhaohui City..."

　　 Lin Beichen waved his hand quickly and said, "I think we have to discuss it again..."

　　 "I'll talk after you finish the exercise."

　　 Ye Weiyang is indifferent.

"Oh."

　　 Lin Beichen had to say.

　　 Forget it, he also figured it out.

　　 The Lord of Swords only wants revenge and regain the position of God. Discussing the life and death of ordinary believers with her is tantamount to playing the piano.

time flies.

　　 This night, Lin Beichen slaughtered the Quartet.

　　 At dawn, when his sword left, there was silence in the temple, and Ye Weiyang was still asleep.

　　 Lin Beichen is refreshed and feels better than ever.

　　 Before dawn, Lin Beichen decided to visit his wheelchair senior sister for a while.

　　 Good things come in pairs.