Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 698: I will accept this decree

"My name is Wei Zixuan, you remember my name, it will become your nightmare for a long, long time."

The young man rushed to answer with a sneer.

Hearing such words, Zheng Xianglong couldn't help mourning in his heart for this little fool of the Wei family.

It's too bad.

Last night when the imperial envoy came to Zhaohui Dacheng, only a few of them met Gao Shenghan, and then learned that Lin Beichen had been promoted to heaven. Others did not know, and they still acted according to the previous plan. For example, the Wei Zixuan in front of him, Obviously, he didn't know about this matter from Ling's residence, so he dared to provoke.

"Nightmare?"

Lin Beichen nodded and said, "It's a good idea."

Crack!

The whip was already on Wei Zixuan's face.

A bluish-red centipede-like bloodstain immediately appeared on his face.

Wei Zixuan's delicate and proud expression froze immediately, as if he hadn't reacted.

It took a full two or three breaths before he screamed like a ghost: "Ah...you dare to hit me, you dare to hit me, you dare to hit me, come on, kill him, give me I killed him..."

Whoosh.

Several figures flew towards Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen smiled crookedly.

I don't know why, but recently I feel that this expression is very flavorful.

Bang bang!

Gong Gong, who appeared silently, looked like a ghost. Every time he punched, it was like a star, hitting the void heavily, and the air burst into ripples visible to the naked eye, and the sound was like thunder. Several figures that flew over were knocked to the ground one by one.

Equipped with the [Pegasus Meteor Arm], after becoming Lin Beichen's personal guard, Gong Gong improved his strength with unimaginable harshness for ordinary people.

Nowadays, even without the help of WIFI hotspots to share Lin Beichen's power, he still has the powerful combat power of a martial arts master.

"It's reversed..."

Wei Zixuan screamed when he saw this scene.

Crack!

Gong Gong knocked the son to the ground with a slap.

"Young master, how to deal with it?"

Gong Gong turned around and looked down.

"Leave this... let him have nightmares."

Lin Beichen raised his whip and pointed at Wei Zixuan, then said: "The others, drag them down and dig stones."

"Yes."

Gong Gong waved his hand.

Yinbaiwei rushed up like a wolf like a tiger, and dragged the fainted masters to the distance.

These are all masters of the Wei family, and Wei Zixuan's personal guards can be considered carefully selected. They are all existences at the level of great martial arts masters, but they are vulnerable to the ruthless iron fist of Gong Gong of the Mediterranean Sea.

Weizi

Xuan struggled to stand up and roared angrily: "Zheng Xianglong, you are **** dead? Hurry up and take down this lawless bastard..."

Zheng Xianglong had already dodged backwards, but CUE came out, and he trembled all over.

He pretended to be deaf and turned his head to look away.

The imperial envoy Feixue squinted her eyes for a moment, as if she was watching a play, without any emotional fluctuations on her face.

Loushan Pass seemed to have nothing happened, but looked at everyone in the Ling Mansion with great interest.

The two brothers Ling Chi and Ling Wu are well-known on the northern front and are known as the Northern Army of the Empire. Among the leading figures of the new generation, he is definitely at the top of the list.

What kind of parents can cultivate such an outstanding genius?

Loushan Pass is very curious about Ling Junxuan and his wife who rarely go to the imperial capital.

Moreover, to his surprise, he did not see the legendary Imperial Army God appearing.

Ling Junxuan and his wife looked at the crazy Wei Zixuan, and they didn't say anything—even Qin Lanshu, who had always rejected Lin Beichen, didn't say anything to defend Wei Zixuan and anger a newly promoted celestial being. The end is already considered light.

Heaven and man should not be humiliated.

As for the others, they also observed their words and kept a strange silence.

After all, not everyone is as brainless as a young man like Wei Zixuan - before, even Gao Tianren and the imperial envoy waited patiently and politely for Lin Beichen without any embarrassment. Doesn't that explain the problem?

"Damn it, you still dare to call."

Lin Beichen pulled out another whip.

Wei Zixuan's mouth was smashed.

"My lords have come to my humble house, and it is full of splendor. Please hurry up."

Ling Junxuan said with a smile.

This middle-aged man is handsome, elegant and gentle, which makes people feel close and admired.

A group of people entered the Ling Mansion.

Small mansion with exquisite architecture, magnificent layout, ingenious setting, beautiful but not flattering, elegant but not extravagant, the state can be seen in the subtleties.

In the lobby, the maid serves tea.

After a few chats, we have reached the point.

But Ling Taixu never showed up.

Missy, although she didn't show up at first, was invited to the main hall after Gao Shenghan mentioned something.

Lin Beichen secretly gestured to Brother Gao——Old Tie, there is nothing wrong.

This assist won my heart.

Looking at Lin Beichen in the early morning, he pursed his lips and smiled.

The girl's clear eyes are like a picture of bright gems immersed in a shallow and clear lake, which can make people feel the beauty and purity of youth at once.

Even Flying Snow

Sha Du couldn't help admiring: "I heard that the brothers and sisters of the Ling family are both dragons and phoenixes among the people. Seeing them today makes them even more famous."

"Hehe, of course, he is my...classmate after all."

Lin Beichen likes others to praise his eldest wife.

While everyone was chatting, Chenchen and Lin Beichen flirted with each other, pretending that everyone else was blind.

After drinking a few more cups of tea, Feixue coughed lightly and said, "Why haven't you seen Mr. Ling yet?"

The Ling family has been notified before that His Majesty has an imperial decree coming.

Ling Junxuan smiled wryly, and said: "My father was hungover last night, and he hasn't woken up yet, so..."

As soon as Lin Beichen heard it, he knew that Ling Laoxian might be intoxicated in the arms of the beauty again.

It's really despised that people are old and not old.

Feixue sighed for a moment, knowing that the old military **** might have guessed some clues, and deliberately avoided seeing him.

But if you hide like this, the matter will not be resolved.

He pondered for a while, then got up and said: "It's okay, the old man is not feeling well, so please ask Mr. Ling to take the order on his behalf... The unrelated people will leave."

I can't help but issue the decree directly.

Everyone in the hall, except for Lin Beichen, Gao Shenghan and a few people in the mission, retreated quickly.

In the imperial decree, Ling Taixu was indeed appointed as the wartime general manager of Fengyu Province, in charge of the military administration, and responsible for negotiating the truce with the Sea Clan.

Although there is no detailed mention of the land cession and peace talks—of course, such a matter cannot be raised in an imperial decree, otherwise, wouldn't His Majesty the Emperor want to leave black material in history?

After hearing the imperial decree, Ling Junxuan's complexion became very ugly.

With his mind and wisdom, of course he understands the meaning of the imperial decree.

"Junxuan, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and accept the order."

An old man with gray hair smiled authentically.

During the introduction before, Lin Beichen remembered this person's name, Ling Situi, the third elder of the Ling family in the imperial capital.

Ling Junxuan got up and looked at the imperial decree with hesitation and anger in his eyes.

If you don't answer, it's against the order.

If it ends, their lineage will fall into a situation of irreparable doom.

Father has given in so much, he just wants to put his love on the mountains and rivers and enjoy his old age, but is he also missed?

Feixue didn't rush for a moment.

In the hall, there was a moment of silence.

The atmosphere is awkward.

Someone sneered.

Someone is angry.

"Master Ling doesn't even want such a big official? Why don't you give it to me, haha, I'll be the chief executive."

The young man in white suddenly stretched out his hand, grasped the imperial decree in his palm, and snatched it away.