Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1653: Dad!

The doubts in Lin Beichen's heart did not last long.

Han Shangxiang hurried back.

"The Supreme Commander wants to see you."

There is a strange emotion in her expression.

"Now?"

Lin Beichen was stunned, then ecstatically, jumped up and said, "He is here?"

Han Shangxiang glanced at him, turned around and led the way, and said, "Yes, I just arrived."

Lin Beichen immediately understood Han Shangxiang's previous reaction.

It turns out that the Supreme Commander has arrived.

Old Han!

Lin Beichen's heart also began to get excited.

Are you finally going to see Lao Han?

He followed quickly, feeling a little turbulent.

Han Shangxiang clearly sensed Lin Beichen's emotional changes, turned around and said, "Don't be too nervous, he is easy to talk to."

"You don't understand, this is a matter between us men."

Lin Beichen said.

Han Shangxiang hesitated to speak, but finally lowered his head and led the way without saying anything else.

Along the way, soldiers from the "Nianxiang War Department" kept saluting to the two of them.

Lin Beichen keenly felt that the surrounding defenses had increased.

There are extremely powerful warriors hidden in the dark.

Along the way, I don't know how many vigilant eyes focused on him.

After a while, I arrived at the headquarters of the 'Nianxiang War Department'.

At the door, stood two burly figures covered in silver armor on one left and one on the right. Only a pair of eyes were exposed from the whole body. Majestic, but shocking.

Quasi emperor level!

These two guards turned out to be quasi-emperor level.

Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat.

This pomp.

This posture.

Lao Han is well developed now.

Even the guards are quasi-emperors.

Tsk tsk tsk...

In the future, I will hold on to Lao Han's thigh tightly and never let go.

"My lord, Mr. Yuwen has brought you here."

Han Shangxiang stood at the door and reported.

"Please."

A thick and magnetic voice came from the headquarters.

When Lin Beichen heard this, he felt quite emotional, Lao Han has worked hard, and his busy voice has become vicissitudes.

Han Shangxiang stood at the door and made a 'please' gesture.

Lin Beichen walked in quickly without hesitation.

There is a lot of room in the command post.

There is only one person at this time.

On the nine steps deep inside, in front of the astrolabe disk, stood a tall and burly middle-aged man covered in a moon-white cloth robe, with a resolute face, three long black beards under his jaw, and a pair of eyes like a starry sky It is deep and turbulent like a vast ocean, and it seems to contain countless wisdom, and it seems to be able to see through all the vicissitudes of the world from ancient times to the present.

Huh?

Lin Beichen paused.

Who is this uncle?

Where is Lao Han?

He glanced over the middle-aged man and looked around.

No third person was found.

Could this person be the supreme commander of the Beichen Legion?

Indescribable disappointment surged in Lin Beichen's heart.

Not Lao Han.

This guy is too old.

It's not Lao Han at all.

I guessed wrong.

With great disappointment comes great depression.

The emotion of being instantly lowered or destroyed in an instant has never appeared in Lin Beichen for a long, long time.

So much so that at this moment, he didn't know what to say at all.

"It really is you."

At this time, the middle-aged uncle spoke.

The thick and magnetic voice has a charm that makes people feel close when they hear it.

Lin Beichen thought to himself, who are you, uncle, do I know you very well?

He looked up, but was suddenly slightly taken aback.

Wait.

If you ignore the three strands of beard, ignore the vicissitudes in your eyes, and ignore the fully developed figure...

If you ignore these details and just look at the facial contours...

This uncle is a little familiar.

The facial features seem to be very similar to Han Bucheng.

Could it be...

Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat, and his boundless hope suddenly rose again.

This is the middle-aged version of Lao Han!

"I don't envy mandarin ducks, I don't envy immortals."

Lin Beichen said.

The middle-aged uncle on the opposite side showed a strange look on his face, and finally he couldn't laugh or cry: "I only envy every day of 'Jingjiehu'?"

"The statue at the gate of Beichen School in Zhaohui City?"

"Reading is as good as a bird."

"Xiao Binggan?"

"Brother."

"Guangjiang?"

"Tailless ghost mouse."

"Beihuangshan?"

"Fire Rose Adventure Team."

"Old Chu."

"The man with the metal arm."

"Wang Zhong?"

"The man with the word loyalty in his name..."

"Ding Sanshi?"

"Swordsmanship instructor, your master, you covet other people's daughters."

"Uh... let me think about it again, Bai Yanyun?"

"Big-breasted rich woman."

"Your sister?"

"Han does not regret."

"Hey hey, Yue Hongxiang?"

“…”

The last question, the middle-aged uncle was silent.

Lin Beichen clapped his hands and laughed happily: "Hahahaha, Lao Han, talk to me, Lao Han."

The middle-aged uncle was furious and shot directly.

Phew.

The sword is as bright as lightning.

"Well done."

Lin Beichen shouted and shot at the same time.

Ding ding ding ding.

The sword light howled and the blades collided.

What the two of them used was the 'basic swordsmanship close-up triple combo'.

"Good guy, look at my trick again."

Lin Beichen's swordsmanship changed and he stabbed continuously.

They are all swordsmanship that they practiced in Yunmeng City's Third Junior Academy.

The middle-aged uncle did not show weakness, and fought back.

Sword skills are exactly the same as Lin Beichen.

Ding ding ding.

The sword blades clashed continuously, splashing out clusters of sparks.

The two fought faster and faster, until the end they saw only the shadow of the sword, but no figure.

At this time, Han Shangxiang, who had been standing at the door, seemed to have heard the movement, and suddenly walked in.

Seeing this scene, Han Shangxiang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became anxious, and hurriedly said: "Stop hitting, stop hitting, stop it..."

Zheng!

Jianming intersects.

Stand still.

Lin Beichen and the middle-aged uncle separated and looked at each other.

There was excitement, excitement, and relief in the eyes of both of them.

How many years.

How many years has it been.

For Lin Beichen, he thought that Han Bucheng had already committed himself to the country, no matter how hard it was to see him, when he frantically dug and searched in Luoxingyuan, it was just a thought for himself, with the last trace in his heart. It's just a fluke.

For Yu Han, since he fell into the abyss, experienced a strange reincarnation, came to the prehistoric universe for five hundred years, and experienced countless vicissitudes of life, he thought he would never see his old friends again in this life, even though he was suffering from longing. The pain at home made him completely give up looking for...

Both were desperate.

But they all hold the last hope in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, this day, this dream-like scene, finally came.

Meet old friends.

The two friends who had been in love with each other since childhood unexpectedly met again.

For a while, neither of them could speak a word.

Looking at each other quietly, as if everything around them no longer exists.

Like a dream.

At this time, Han Shangxiang stepped between the two of them, stood in front of Lin Beichen, protected him, looked at Han Bucheng and said loudly: "It's none of his business, it's my own oath, I said, no matter who it is, as long as you help me get back my mother's remains, I will promise you with my body..."

The middle-aged Han Bucheng was startled.

The young Lin Beichen was stunned.

"You go back first, this matter will be discussed later."

The middle-aged Han Fu waved his hand and said, "There is nothing for you here."

"I don't."

Han Shangxiang is very stubborn, without the orders and prohibitions that a soldier should have at all, raised his white neck like a swan's neck, and said: "This time, let me choose, what you promised me, you also promised my mother."

The middle-aged Han Buxiang covered his forehead.

Lin Beichen hastily tugged at Han Shangxiang's sleeve, and said, "How do you talk to the Supreme Commander? You don't understand this. You go out first. This is a matter between us two men."

"Don't talk."

Han Shangxiang looked very strong, and said: "Don't worry about him, he is him, I am me, he can't interfere with our affairs."

Lin Beichen was at a loss.

What is the situation.

Didn't you say that the Beichen Army has strict military discipline, and the Supreme Commander is the idol of all soldiers?

How come Han Shangxiang, the commander of the 'Nianxiang War Department', has repeatedly contradicted Lao Han?

And what did Han Shangxiang say? Why can't my brain, which is so smart, be able to process this information?

"This matter is really not what you imagined, so get out first."

Middle-aged Han explained patiently.

Han Shangxiang gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it, you are all fighting..."

After a pause, she said again: "This is my own choice, and Mr. Yuwen is a genius and has a noble character. Not to mention his great favor to my Nianxiang War Department, just say that he took back my mother. As for the remains, even if I agree with my body, it is a matter of course... Dad, this is my private matter, don't worry about it anymore..."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two men changed.

"Promise with your body?"

The middle-aged Han Busheng exclaimed.

"Dad?"

Lin Beichen was struck by lightning.

Good guy... Now, there is a big problem.

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