I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The night is getting darker, but this is destined to be a sleepless night for most people.

In the courtyard, Chen Bei paced back and forth in the courtyard, looking at the courtyard next door from time to time.

In the end, Chen Bei took a deep breath and walked out of the courtyard.

Coming to the gate of Miss Zhao's courtyard next door, Chen Bei stretched out his hand to knock on the door.

But when the curved fingers were about to click the door, Chen Bei's fingers still stayed in the air, never daring to knock.

"Forget it, forget it..."

Chen Bei sighed lightly, as if trying to persuade himself, turned and left.

But when Chen Bei had just turned around, behind Chen Bei, the courtyard door slowly opened, and the squeezing "creak" of the wooden door and door frame quietly broke the tranquility of the night.

"Master Chen?"

When Zhao Meng saw Chen Bei before his courtyard, he whispered.

"Miss Zhao..." Chen Bei turned around and held his fist in a salute.

Zhao Meng leaned back in return.

Only after the etiquette, the atmosphere between the two seemed quite strange.

"It happened to be a little bit awake tonight, and I was about to go to a place, is Young Master Chen going to walk the street together?" Zhao Meng suggested.

"Ah...um...girl please..."

"Um..." Zhao Meng nodded, "Master please."

Locking the courtyard door, Zhao Meng and Chen Bei walked on the street. Chen Bei deliberately slowed down, and the two walked side by side.

"Young Master Chen, is Young Master Chen leaving Wanli City tomorrow?" Zhao Meng first spoke and said with a smile.

It's just a little bit of loss in his tone.

"Well, I'll leave early tomorrow morning." Chen Bei replied. As the next patriarch of the Chen clan, Chen Bei would not allow him to stay in Wanli City.

"The son will come back next time, it should take several years."

"Well...it should be... it's been several years..."

Chen Bei lowered his eyes.

In fact, when Wanli City was broken, even if Haoran could retake Wanli City in the future, it would be a hundred years old.

This difference may be eternal.

Zhao Meng said nothing, but walked beside Chen Bei.

Walking, when Chen Bei reacted, Chen Bei found himself in front of a cemetery with Zhao Meng.

If Chen Bei felt something, he turned to look at Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng just smiled and nodded to Chen Beihan first: "Master Chen wants to go in?"

Looking directly at Zhao Meng's smile, after a long time, Chen Bei nodded.

As Zhao Meng walked into the cemetery, this cemetery was built for the monks of Wanli City.

All monks who are homeless and have no place to bury their ashes will be buried here.

The cemetery was very quiet, and there were not many people. The evening breeze was blowing on the phoenix-inhabiting trees in the cemetery.

I have passed one after another tombstone, some tombstones have names, some do not.

In the end, Zhao Meng and Chen Bei stopped in front of a tombstone deep in the cemetery.

Looking at the name on the tombstone, Chen Bei couldn't help turning his head.

Zhao Meng squatted down, placed the prepared fruit basket in front of the monument, pinched his sleeves and gently wiped the tombstone.

The word "Zhao Jin" is written on the tombstone, which is exactly the name of Zhao Meng's dead brother.

Chen Bei was eager to speak and stopped, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to speak.

"Master Chen doesn't need to explain."

As if feeling Chen Bei's embarrassment, Zhao Meng said warmly.

"When did Miss Zhao...when did she know..."

Chen Bei sighed lightly and asked.

Although the cemetery was open to the outside world, Chen Bei thought it was a good concealment, and Miss Zhao would not think about the direction where her brother was already killed in battle.

So I will not come to this cemetery.

"Actually..." Looking at his brother's tombstone, Zhao Meng was sitting on the ground, replacing the fruit in the fruit basket with his brother. "In fact, when Mr. Chen told me that his brother joined the army, he was aware of it. Perhaps this is the instinct of being a woman."

"Master Chen doesn't need to comfort me. I really feel very uncomfortable for my brother's departure, but after so many days, I have accepted it."

"Sorry."

Zhao Meng shook his head: "Master Chen doesn't need to apologize. I believe that the reason why Master Chen did this must be entrusted by his brother. In comparison, for so many days, I would like to thank Master Chen for his care."

Zhao Meng stood up and gave a deep salute to Chen Bei.

Straightening up, Zhao Meng looked at Chen Bei with a smile: "Master Chen shouldn't be in the army either."

"No." By now, Chen Bei felt that he had nothing to hide. "Actually, the Chen family I come from is named Chen Bei."

"Some guessed it." Zhao Meng bent his eyes, "But even though I guessed a little, it was still a bit unexpected. After all, Young Master Chen is not accessible to ordinary people like us..."

"Miss Zhao." Looking directly at Zhao Meng's eyes, Chen Bei shouted as if he had made up his mind.

"Yeah." Zhao Meng was also taken aback by Chen Bei's serious eyes.

The two looked at each other. For a long time, Chen Bei seemed to be discouraged and escaped Zhao Meng's sight: "It's late at night, I'll send Miss Zhao back."

Zhao Meng was taken aback for a moment, then he bent his eyes and smiled: "Yeah."

Sending Zhao Meng back, the two fell silent again along the way.

Both sides seemed to have their own minds, but they stopped talking.

Chen Bei wanted to leave Wanli City with Zhao Meng, but rationally told Chen Bei that he could not do so.

Even if he arrived in the White Empire, he still had to face the monster world afterwards, and he couldn't stabilize himself.

But in Wanli City, with the protection of Wanli City's Qi Luck, Zhao Meng would not be harmed at all, and could live his life steadily.

Zhao Meng seemed to want to say something to Chen Bei, but Zhao Meng did not speak either.

Until Zhao Meng turned and left, neither side spoke out what was in their hearts.

Back in the courtyard, Chen Bei and Zhao Meng sat on the stone benches in the courtyard and looked at the courtyard next to each other by a wall.

......

One night later, the rooster reported the dawn. When Jiang Lin woke up, he found himself resting on Chuxue's well-proportioned white legs.

"The master can sleep for a while."

Chuxue gently stroked Jiang Lin's cheek.

"Dawn?"

Jiang Lin's head rubbed against Chuxue's thigh, but Chuxue didn't mind.

"Well, it's dawn."

......

"General, please take care!"

"Take care!"

Xianzhou Ferry, farewell to Bai Qian.

Watching the two armies of the White Empire leave, Jiang Lin was not completely relieved, but Jiang Lin believed that even if the process was too tortuous, they would definitely be able to reach the White Emperor and the White Kingdom safely.

"Brother Jiang."

After Jiang Lin, Xue could not show up with Chen Bei.

"Take care."

Jiang Lin turned around and patted them on the shoulder.

On the day when Jiang Lin requested to be discontinued, both learned and Chen Bei also requested discontinuation at the same time.

However, it is different from Jiang Lin.

As the future patriarch of the Chen clan, Chen Bei's inability to learn is the hope of Confucianism in the future. No matter how the Chen family and the Confucian school of Confucianism will not allow learning to appear on the battlefield.

Moreover, they have great luck in the world, and the two of them must leave.

As for Jiang Lin...

To be honest, if it weren't for Jiang Lin's stalking, and Jiang Lin's military exploits were too prominent, plus Jiang Lin was a combination of immortals and martial arts, it would not be easy to sneak attack.

Otherwise, when Jiang Lin was walking on the street that night, he was beaten up and sapped, and then he was thrown to Xianzhou and sent away.

Of course, this is mainly because Jiang Lin will not die, and the worst result will fall in the hands of the two demon kings Wu Suxu and Chuan.

"Brother Jiang, if Brother Jiang goes to persuade the old man, Chen Bei owes Brother Jiang a favor!"

Chen Bei held a fist to Jiang Lin, his eyes were full of unwillingness!

Chen Bei wanted to stay behind, but Chen Wei refused, and he had nothing to do.

"Brother Chen never owes favors, but today, because of this thing, he will owe me a favor?" Jiang Lin smiled and patted Chen Bei on the shoulder. "But Brother Chen, this time, I'm afraid I really persuade you If you don't move the old man, Brother Chen should be the head of the patriarch."

Chen Bei squeezed his fist tightly, but finally, he let it go reluctantly, holding his fist in a deep salute to Jiang Lin:

"Brother Jiang, he is very old, so I ask Brother Jiang to take care of him."

"Who do you say is old?"

At this moment, not far away, an old man's voice came.

Chen Hua came to the ferry.

"Master."

Seeing Chen Wei, Chen Bei suddenly felt a little flustered.

But when he thought that this might be his last chance to persuade, Chen Bei straightened his chest and suddenly felt that he could do it again:

"Master, I..."

"I know what you are going to say." Chen Wei smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "We are still half an hour away from the ship, let's go with you?"

"...Yes..."

Chen Bei was taken away by Chen Wei.

"Brother Jiang, you can't learn to wait for Brother Jiang in the Haoran World."

Learn not to bow to Jiang Linshen deeply.

In the eyes of the learner, after Jiang Lin was broken for thousands of miles, this is the great righteousness of the world.

"Brother Xue, I'm actually not as noble as Brother Xue thinks." Jiang Lin smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Forget it, don't say, take care, listen to me, the first thing after going back is to get married quickly. Don’t let the girls wait too long."

Following Jiang Lin's sight, learn not to look at Jia Zhen who is in charge of resource records on the ferry.

I can't learn how old my face turns red in an instant.

"Okay, let's go, I'm going to the Great Wall."

"Brother Jiang!" Before he took a few steps, he couldn't learn to stop Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin smiled and turned his head: "How come you, like Guo Xian, always like to stop from behind when others are leaving."

"Brother Jiang! In the future, can we still drink and watch dancing like that time in the Chunfeng Tower?" Xue could not look directly into Jiang Lin's eyes.

"Of course." Jiang Lin smiled and turned and walked away, "Next time you have a treat."

"Yes!"

Without learning, Jiang Lin has disappeared on the street.

......

"Master? Where are we going?"

Walking on the streets of Wanli City, Chen Bei followed Chen Wei, not knowing where the old man was going.

"Don't worry, it will be here soon."

Finally, when he saw Zhao Meng standing next to the small tea stall, Chen Bei became nervous.

Seeing Chen Bei, Zhao Meng's eyes were happy.

"Ms. Zhao Meng said she wanted to practice it for you to make breakfast, but she went to your courtyard early in the morning and found that you were not there, and finally waited for a long time at the gate of our mansion."

Chen Hua patted Chen Bei on the back.

"Don't escape, avoiding is not our Chen family's style."

When the words fell, Chen Wei turned and left.

"I, I made some food for you, so I can fill my stomach on the way." Zhao Meng walked to Chen Bei and handed out the basket in front of him, "That...I..."

"Miss Zhao!"

"Huh?"

Zhao Meng raised his head and saw Chen Bei's serious eyes.

"I'm going to the White Empire."

"Yeah."

"The White Empire is a powerful dynasty in the vast Ten Thousand Demon Continent."

"Um..."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Bei continued: "In the future, the monster world may invade, and I will go to the battlefield. Life in the White Empire will not be as stable as the real city of Wanli, and there may even be a risk of being breached."

"But...I...I will do my best to protect my wife and people."

Chen Bei took a deep breath.

"So...will Miss Zhao go with me?"

"Fuck..."

When Chen Bei's words fell, it was the basket in Zhao Meng's hand that fell to the ground.

Zhao Meng tightly held his small mouth, his eyes pouring from his eye sockets.

......

On the ninth section of the Great Wall at the head of Wanli City, Jiang Lin sat on the Great Wall, watching the wind and sand.

At this time, at the head of Wanli City, everyone except the monk who was responsible for the severance was already evacuated.

Just on the line of communication between the battlefield and the horizon, hundreds of meters of dust rose into the sky, and the huge monster air was extremely tangy even if it was separated by a distance of seventy miles.

"Boy, are you really afraid of death?"

Monk Qiming carried a pot of wine, patted his **** and sat beside Jiang Lin.

"Master of dissatisfaction said that I have actually died many times." Jiang Lin smiled and clinked glasses with Master Qiming.

"People like you like to say some literary and artistic words." Master Qiming shook his head, "Last time I heard someone say that he died at the age of eight, and he was buried at the age of eighteen. I was so scared that I hurried to give it to him. After chanting the mantra of life, this kid turned out to be a normal person."

"Hahaha..." Jiang Lin smiled and clinked glasses with Master Qiming again, "Where is the master, after the break, is the master not afraid of death?"

"Hehehe...I..." Master Qiming looked into the distance, grinning, "I'm dead early."

"What's not dead, I just say some unlucky things." I don't know when, the wine Taoist also stood by Jiang Lin's side, "Wanlicheng wine is good, but it's not as good as mine. Would you like to have a couple of drinks? If it's normal~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Others can stop wanting to drink my wine."

"No, no, who doesn't know that your wine can be a drunk fairy. Now that you are drunk, you still have a woolen thread." Master Qiming vomited.

"Then I'll come!" Wang Yingxin floated over, grabbed the wine pot from the wine master, raised the swan neck, and the wine poured from the corner of Wang Yingxin's mouth.

Some are just heroic and heroic.

"Give you back!" After wiping the corner of his mouth, Wang Yingxin threw the jug.

"Miss Wang has a good drink!" The drinker gave a thumbs up, "Ms. Jiang isn't coming?"

"Not coming."

Jiang Lin smiled and refused. At this time, the monster army was no more than 30 miles away from Wanli City. There is already an enchanted rocket shooting towards the head of the city.

Jiang Lin just drank the wine in his hand.

There was not a single drop of wine left in the wine jar, and the wine jar fell straight down.

When the wine altar smashed into the battlefield, on the battlefield, Jiang Lin was slightly drunk with one sword and one man.