Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Lin Beichen was also in the crowd.

　　 still wears a mask.

　　 is still dressed in white.

　　 He has already greeted Yuan Wenjun, Li Xiuyuan and others, and does not want to stand in the middle of these parade leading groups, but mixed in with the student group.

　　 Before, he was still worried about whether he was wearing a silver half-face mask and would be a little fancy dress and eye-catching. As a result, he found that the students in the parade had all kinds of messy costumes.

　　 Masked, painted, disguised, fancy dress...

　　 all kinds of fancy dresses, it's like spending Halloween.

　　 He is not the only one who seems unwilling to reveal his identity.

Under the background of 　　, Lin Beichen was a relatively normal person.

　　 There is still a stick of incense before sunrise.

　　 The cold air makes people tremble.

　　 He breathed into mist.

　　 On the square of the Freedom Start Park, the heads of people are already shaking.

　　 There are more than 40,000 students from different schools in the capital, divided by school and grade, gathered here, in an orderly manner, waiting for them.

　　 shows that the students have paraded many times, and they are already familiar with the road.

　　 The three-way drum sounded.

　　 is like an army.

　　 The scene suddenly fell silent.

　　 "My colleagues, my classmates...quietly."

　　 Yuan Wenjun appeared at the front of the team.

　　 His vigorous and heavy voice blasted through the profound energy horn, and it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

　　 Numerous young, passionate eyes fell on him.

　　 "We have been preparing for this parade for a long time. I believe everyone knows what the purpose is."

　　 "Since the establishment of the three major student associations of Beijing Junior College, Intermediate College and Advanced College, our mission has only been one: self-strengthening the country."

　　 "Although we cannot rush to the battlefield to kill the enemy like a soldier, each of us has taken on the responsibility of being a student of the Beihai Empire and shouldering the mission of a student. We... are the well-deserved princes of the empire."

　　 "This parade is also held for this goal."

　　 "It's just that, a few days ago, we suddenly received some news from the empire's officials, and discovered some hidden secrets, which are vital to our parade..."

　　 "It is also fortunate to have discovered this secret. Otherwise, once the parade really proceeds according to the original plan, it will become a shame and stain on our three major federations, and it will be difficult to wash away for life."

　　 Yuan Wenjun's voice echoed clearly in the crowd.

　　 all at once aroused the curiosity of all students.

　　 "What's the secret?"

　　 "It sounds like a big event..."

　　 "It's incredible, it makes me excited."

　　The students around Lin Beichen were all whispering, with curiosity on their faces.

　　 Lin Beichen also joined in, saying: "It must be a very important thing. Just listen to what Teacher Yuan and the others say. Anyway, no matter what they say, I will believe in anything."

　　 "Yes, trust the teacher."

　　 The whispers of the students quickly reached a consensus.

　　 "Let’s look at Xuanjing’s big screen below, please Li Xiuyuan, come and explain your doubts."

　　 Yuan Wenjun said loudly.

　　 Li Xiuyuan is a prominent figure in the student movement. He is very well-known and very prestigious among the students. He turned on the Xuanjing large screen and played all the various images and text materials prepared in advance.

　　 At the beginning, the students did not know why.

　　 Later, whispers gradually sounded from the crowd.

　　 is like the gurgling of a stream.

But soon this kind of voice grew louder. As the shock in the students' hearts became stronger, the whispers turned into exclaims. Even many students with strong mentality and taciturn can not contain the shock in their hearts. Discussed.

　　 This voice turned into a surging river.

　　 Afterwards, the discussion turned into a quarrel.

　　 The sound seemed to be a huge wave roaring.

　　……

　　 Huangfu.

　　The tea party is in progress.

　　As the situation in the capital gradually became clear, the hidden personnel of all major forces surfaced.

　　 Especially the people of the Wei family are the most arrogant and the most blatant. They don’t hide and tuck them like they used to, and begin to gather blatantly and peacefully.

　　 In the past few days, the banquets in the Yellow Mansion have been one after another.

　　 At the party last night, everyone was drinking very well.

　　Many of the main players of the Wei family, after the banquet, hugged their beautiful young dancers and stayed in the Yellow Mansion.

　　Because I was going to the theater early this morning.

　　 When the morning mist first came up, Huang Shiyu made people prepare breakfast refreshments.

　　The big people who had finished sparse, gathered in the tea room, talking and laughing, waiting for the parade to start.

On the side of the tea room, almost a large Xuanjing screen the size of a wall has been turned on.

　　 The screen is aimed at the gate of the own starting point park.

　　 The scene of the students entering before has been captured.

　　 There are many people.

　　 Hehe, the more the better.

　　 When there is another cup of tea, the grand parade will begin.

　　 Wei Mingfeng, who has a handsome face with a sharp eyebrow, sits in the main seat.

　　 Next to him, each sat a beautiful girl with little clothes and snowy skin.

This person is the fourth half-brother of Qiancaowei’s top pillar, Wei, and famous minister. He has a very high status in the family. He is also very talented in cultivation. He likes to play cards in violation of the rules and is dispatched. Permanently based in Beijing, he is the chief of the Wei family in Beijing.

　　 Huang Shiyu, Qin Yumin, Nie Shanyan and others are also listed.

　　The atmosphere of the tea party is very relaxed.

　　 Everyone is in a good mood, waiting for the curtain to open slowly.

　　咚咚咚.

　　 There was a knock on the door suddenly.

　　 Huang Shiyu's face was different, and she got up and went outside.

　　 Huang Zhong, the chief steward of the Yellow Mansion, saluted anxiously: "Master... something has happened."

"Say."

　　 Huang Shiyu's heart was slightly startled.

　　 He had ordered before that there was nothing important, and he was not allowed to disturb this tea party. Huang Zhong was an old man who had been with him for 20 years, and he would be sensible.

　　 Huang Zhong leaned over and said something in the ear.

"what?"

　　 Huang Shiyu's white and fat face suddenly showed an unexpected shock: "Is the news accurate?"

　　 "It's true."

　　 Huang Zhongdao: "Master, the villain knows that you are very important to this matter, so I will report as soon as possible. What should I do next?"

　　 Huang Shiyu's complexion was a bit embarrassing.

　　 "Wait."

　　 He turned around and entered the tea room.

　　 Soon, Huang Zhong heard the sound of cursing coming from inside.

　　 Then came the crackling sound of the teacup.

　　 When the tea room door opened again, Huang Shiyu walked out with a smile on his face.

　　 There is a faint bruise on his forehead, as well as the scratches of two teacup tiles, and there are some tea stains on the collar, but his expression is calm and no anger is visible.

　　 "Go, let those dead men do it in advance."

　　 Huang Shiyu is faintly authentic.

　　 "Are you still those few goals?"

　　 Huang Zhong was startled and asked.

"Correct."

　　 Huang Shiyu nodded and said, "In addition, those students, it doesn't hurt to kill a few more."

　　 Huang Zhong shook his heart and bowed in response.

　　 until the figure of the butler disappeared at the corner of the corridor in the distance. When there was no one around, the calm expression on Huang Shiyu's face disappeared without a trace.

　　 The blue veins on his forehead bulged, and the expression on his face became ugly.

　　 He raised his hand and wiped the scar on his forehead that was smashed by the teacup, a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes.

　　 But all this disappeared the moment he turned around.

　　 When he entered the tea room, his face turned into a flattering smile again.

Sitting in his seat, Huang Shiyu said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wei, you have already proceeded according to your instructions...Since those little boys don't know how to promote them and deliberately want to make trouble, let all these parades be a little louder. "

　　 Wei Mingfeng sneered at the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows were thick as ink, and his eyes were sharp like lightning.

　　 The atmosphere in the tea room is a bit heavy.

Qin Yumin smiled forcibly, and said, "Originally, he was going to end the parade, and then destroy the so-called three major federations, and teach those stupid students a lesson, but they did not expect them to find their own death... today they will kill a blood stream. , It’s okay."

Xiao Yuwei's commanding officer Wei Chenglong even got up, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "I have selected my confidant, and am ambush on the route that the parade must pass. As long as you give an order from Master Wei, no matter who it is, Kill directly."

　　 "Yes, a group of stupid students, really think our knives are not sharp, hehe..."

　　 Profound Realm Guardian Commander Ma Qianli sneered and said, "Just wait for Master Wei's order."

Commander Gao Fenjie, the Commander of the Wind Guardian, said: "This time the news is going to be related to the Zuoxiang’s Mansion or the people of the military department, haha, but the general trend is established, even if the students know the truth and spread it, So what? The previous arrangement of the son has already made us invincible, son, the final commander, cut this first cut."

　　 "The end will also be willing."

　　 Ye Yuwei Zhang Yi is also loud and authentic.

　　 Isn't this time to show loyalty and move forward courageously?

　　 Nie Shanyan also slapped his palms and laughed, and said, "Don’t his old Li family attach great importance to education and treat students very preferentially? Haha, this time, after the blood has flowed, I will see if the academic world will stand with them, hahahaha..."

　　 "Moreover, this killing can also be blamed on Lin Beichen..."

　　 Thousand Star Guards commander Bai Tao surveyed the tunnels.

　　 Wei Mingfeng slowly put the tea cup in his hand on the table, looked at Huang Shiyu, and said: "Old Huang, I will ask you again, are there only two of the royal celestial beings in the capital?"

Huang Shiyu said sternly: "Except for the one in the palace, there is only Gao Shenghan who was ordered to return. The one in Baiyun City was overwhelmed, and the one in Xiaojie Jianyuan heard that the practice was going crazy. The two on the northern frontline absolutely did not Come back... the other two are ours, please rest assured, son, this kind of information is absolutely not wrong."

"it is good."

　　 Wei Mingfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "I will believe you again."

　　 Huang Shiyu bowed his head.

　　 On Xuanjing's big screen, the student parade has begun.

　　 The parade is like a flood, surging out from the Freedom Start Sports Park, following the established route and starting to march.

　　 One after another excited and excited, surging **** faces.

　　 If it hadn't changed because of their playing flags, all of this was actually the same as what everyone expected.

　　 The atmosphere in the tea room is very subtle.

　　 Wei Mingfeng's mouth is always filled with a smile.

　　 A very interesting smile.

　　 "Who is making the move during the student parade? The royal family, the left, or the military?"

　　 "It doesn't matter who it is."

　　 "Because destruction is easier than protection."

　　 "Hehe, what I'm asking for is nothing but killing and chaos in this capital... It's too simple."

　　 "In this world, as long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't mess up."

　　 Wei Mingfeng seemed very relaxed.

　　 The parade is just a prologue.

　　 As for whether he is under his control, it doesn't really matter.

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Today's update, don't wait, everyone.

The status thief is stretched, the plot is there, and my mind was very empty when I wrote it, and the climax I wanted was never ignited. Today, some manuscripts were scrapped.