Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1094: Gray-haired old woman

"Then do you know her name?"

Lin Beichen asked tentatively.

Qianlong shook his head and said, "I don't know, this person is a taboo in the God Realm."

Lu Bingwen approached, and said in a low voice: "I know a little bit of rumors, it is said that this person who called himself 'Pity God' was a mortal, who used the **** of mortals to pity the gods, and claimed that he would never become a god. .”

Self-named God of Mercy?

"Is her surname Qin?"

Lin Beichen's heart was beating wildly.

"I don't know about this. The information and news about this person have been blocked by the Great Desolation God. What we just said is just hearsay in recent years." Lu Bingwen said: "However, God's Choice Contest It is true that the points record still exists."

"Why did the Great Wild God block this person's information?"

Because it is likely to involve the chief priest of Qin, Lin Beichen directly broke the casserole and asked the end.

"I only heard that this person had slaughtered a god, but I don't know why. If it was blocked, it must have something to do with the slaughter of the god."

Lu Bing said steadily.

"I heard that this person tried to use the power of mortals to overthrow the rule of gods. He claimed that 'everyone in the world is a god'. He preached some dangerous ideas, but was personally suppressed by the gods of the gods, and finally fled to the lower realms. Already."

Qianlong added.

These two second-generation dandy gods have racked their brains to express themselves in front of Lin Beichen, so they know everything they can say.

Lin Beichen could hear his heart pounding.

Isn't this the chief priest of Qin?

The background is too big.

Moreover, the last God's Choice Competition was a hundred years ago.

Could it be that Chief Priest Qin is already a centenarian?

I rub it?

The age difference is a bit...

However, it doesn't matter.

As the saying goes, the third year of the female college holds gold bricks, the third year of the female college gives away the country, the third hundred of the female college gives elixir, the third thousand of the female college ranks in the fairy class, the thirty thousand female colleges feeds the queen mother, and the third year of the female college One hundred thousand, stand at the gate of the Buddha, you have the final say in the three realms, thirty million and six worlds revolve around you, three hundred million will open up the world, three billion will be Pangu's younger brother, three hundred million Rubbing the Milky Way with billions of hands...

It doesn't matter how old you are.

Mainly because of deep feelings.

My eldest wife and I were in true love.

Thinking of this, Lin Beichen became happy again.

However, the joyful atmosphere of this dinner party ends here.

Because soon, people from all walks of life, with different gifts, came to pay homage to Lord Jian Xiaoyao.

Influences, big and small, all hope to have a good relationship with Lin Beichen.

The big forces want to take Lin Beichen into their own hands.

The small powers hope that Lin Beichen will take an honorary position or something.

The people drinking and eating in Xiaomei Building soon discovered that the rare big shots lined up with gifts on the second floor of Xiaomei Building, hundreds of meters outside the door. Some family nobles with good status directly broke the rules and did not line up, and no one dared to say anything.

In the box.

"Xiao Wen, how do you think I treat you, Boss?"

Lin Beichen looked at Lu Bingwen with a smile.

The latter was a little flustered: "Boss, you treat me better than my own parents, but I am still young..."

"It's okay, you've grown up."

Lin Beichen said with a smile: "There are too many people coming outside, help me deal with it, take what you should get, but don't promise anything..."

Lu Bingwen thought about it carefully, and said: "Just take the benefits, don't give promises?"

Lin Beichen was stunned, and gave a thumbs up: "Image, brother, you are a talent."

Lu Bingwen let out a long breath and smiled triumphantly: "Boss, don't worry, I'm the best at this kind of thing, after all, that's what I do on weekdays."

Lin Beichen wrote the word 'service' in his heart, got up and said, "Then please, I will send all the gift receipts to Moyuanzhai later, and ask your sister-in-law Qinglei to accept them."

Qing Lei was stunned by the side, and immediately felt boundless satisfaction in her heart.

The five words 'Your sister-in-law Qinglei' seemed simple, but they gave her the greatest recognition.

At least the little man didn't regard her as an insignificant plaything, and was willing to respect and recognize her in front of his brothers.

After explaining everything, Lin Beichen got up, took Qing Lei, walked out from the "Lao Wang Happy Gate" in the private room, and left along the "Lao Wang Happy Secret Road".

"Boss, wait, I'm going too, I still have some things to ask you for advice."

Qianlong followed behind.

Lu Bing sat firmly in the box, feeling very flattered in his heart.

The situation in front of him is the scene that he wanted to realize in his dreams when he drank too much and hugged him.

There are so many people lining up to beg for their... big brother.

It's beautiful.

"Start picking up customers."

As he was thinking, he asked the cat girl standing at the door to open the door.

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On the street outside.

"These are the medicines, the usage and dosage, I have marked them."

Lin Beichen handed over [Amoxicillin], [Oseltamivir], [Lianhua Qingwen Capsule] and [Cefaroline] that had been bottled in advance to Qianlong.

"Remember, keep things secret, if it works, contact me as soon as possible."

Lin Beichen exhorted patiently.

This is his basic set.

You must not get out of the basket.

"Boss, don't worry, when the medicine is effective, they will all be..."

As Qianlong said, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Lin Beichen was taken aback, jumped up and gave this guy a headache, saying: "What are you thinking? It is always our promotional template... When I jump out of the God's Choice contest, it will be time to disclose our big money-making plan..."

Qianlong nodded quickly and said: "Understood, boss, I will do things, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left with the medicine.

On the street, people come and go.

Lin Beichen stretched himself.

"Ah, it's getting late, we should go home and rest."

Eldest Young Master Lin took Qing Lei's white and tender hand, and deliberately scratched it.

As expected, the young woman's white jade oval face turned red up to the ears.

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"Mom, are you cured?"

In the shabby and dilapidated small courtyard in the lower third district, Fat Tiger couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw the gray-haired woman sitting at the door.

My old lady is suffering from the disease of [flower marks], and she is almost dying of illness.

When Fat Tiger went to the second round of the God's Choice Contest this time, his old lady was still lying on the bed, unable to move because of the complications of the [Flower Scar] disease.

"You are back, how about the second round of competition?"

The gray-haired old lady spoke calmly, with a calmness rarely seen in ordinary women.

"Mother, don't worry, didn't I tell you? I have a boss who has helped me a lot..."

I don't know why, but only when facing his old lady, Fat Tiger will not stutter when speaking, and his thinking will be much more agile.

"Mother, is your illness cured?"

Fat Tiger put the wine, meat and delicacies he bought on the stone mill, and said, "Eat quickly, I just bought it for you."

"Let's talk about grades first."

The grey-haired old lady had a serious expression.

"I should be ranked second in the entire examination room map, lower than the boss."

Fat Tiger said excitedly.

"Tell me everything that happened in the contest, don't miss any details, and don't exaggerate."

The old woman had a serious expression and turned a blind eye to the delicious food and wine next to her.

"Okay, mother..."

Fat Tiger then told everything about the entire [Golden Desert] competition.

After listening, the gray-haired old woman remained silent for a long time.

"Mom, eat quickly, the food is getting cold..." Fat Tiger couldn't help urging.

The grey-haired old woman finally showed a kind smile on her face, she looked at her son with unconcealable pity in her eyes, and said: "Okay, mother eats, Jian Xiao, you and mother Let's eat together."

"Mom, you eat, I bought it for you."

Fat Tiger said happily: "I've already eaten."

Mother and son are talking and laughing.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard became cheerful.

The grey-haired old woman eats very well, not even smaller than Fat Tiger, and her eating habits are also overwhelming.

A table of food, wine and meat enough for ten people was wiped out by her with a cup of tea.

At this time——

Boom boom boom.

At the gate of the courtyard, there was a knock on the door.

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Thank you, old bandit brother, for the reward from the supreme lord, it scared me.

Thank you brothers for your support and rewards this month, and there are so many big supporters, I didn’t thank you one by one, I’m very sorry.

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