Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 348: Vengeful revenge

"The glory of God, be with me."

The 1.0 version of the brand-new magic stick Lin Beichen is officially launched.

He speaks, startling himself.

Because the voice has changed.

Among the ten voices, only one third is his original voice.

The other seven points are some kind of strange metal resonance sound that vaguely carries the goddess's emotionless, pretentious style of overlooking the world.

For believers, this is because the will of the omnipotent sword master, the Lord, came to Lin Beichen and took over Lin Beichen's body as a matter of course.

The Lin Beichen in front of him is no longer a mortal.

But God.

In this beautiful and unparalleled body, the will of the Lord of the Sword is contained.

"Meet my God."

"Your honor is my life."

The citizens and soldiers worshipped Lin Beichen deeply.

Huh?

It's this FEEL, it's cool.

Lin Beichen has completely found the feeling of being a magician.

Slowly open her arms.

The light of the silver sword wings, behind him, one after another, slowly unfolded, the indescribable surging divine power, like the endless sea of ​​stars, covered the entire temple square and radiated toward Yunmeng City.

Lin Beichen entered the state.

"I am God."

He speaks again.

The strange 'Shen Fan'er accent echoes in the void.

His figure slowly levitated, and the radiance of God spread across the world.

In conjunction with the singing of the priests of the prefect Qin, Ye Weiyang, etc., Lin Beichen's whole body, every skin, every pore, and even his chrysanthemum and nose hair, are full of sacred solemnity, Pure and clear Shinto breath.

"You are all my faithful believers."

Lin Shenzhu waved his hand.

Chu Hen, Pan Weimin, Liu Qihai, Wu Fenggu, Yang Chenzhou and others who were tied to the stake, the metal chains with mysterious patterns on their bodies broke instantly.

Puff-puff-puff.

A few people who were **** like dumplings, and whose profound energy was sealed, were caught off guard, and fell to the ground in the standard posture of a dog eating shit.

Low in the air.

No one noticed that Lin Beichen, who was exuding divine light, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Huh?

Hands slipped.

The first time I used divine power, I made a miscalculation and didn't hold it.

Old Chu, I'm sorry.

He waved again.

The chains tied to Chu Hen and others broke and fell.

"Lin Beichen, this kid actually got the will of the Lord of the Sword, he's really lucky, I'll look back..."

Chu Hen patted the dust on his body and grinned subconsciously.

Before the words were finished, Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai, who were next to him, couldn't help talking, they pressed his head, pressed him to his knees, and kowtowed.

"Don't talk nonsense, your majesty will appear holy, kowtow and you're done."

"That's right, do you think you're facing Lin Beichen now? Wrong. It's a big mistake. That's the crown of the great sword master."

Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai both knelt on the ground, kowtows, and whispered a lesson to Chu Hen.

Chu Hen was shocked, he immediately corrected his mentality, and kowtowed honestly.

One click, the smashed slate rattled.

"See my God."

Tan Gu Jin was also kowtowing and chanting God's horn.

But his heart is broken.

Lin Beichen was chosen to be the Apostle of God.

Then his previous actions of slandering Lin Beichen as an 'extraordinary demon' was not a joke or a farce?

As he kowtowed to Lin Beichen, he vomited blood secretly in his heart.

Wu Shangyan and Mo Xiaoxiang are dead for nothing.

Bai Haiqin and herself were beaten up, and it was considered a waste.

I had already counted Lin Beichen to death, but now...

Don't think about how to overthrow and kill Lin Beichen.

This matter is no longer important.

Talking about the mood of the past and present, just like Xu Xian who cheated on Xiaoqing, just want to hug the thigh of Lin Beichen, the 'white lady', and say timidly: Please listen to my explanation!

However, Lin Beichen has no intention of talking to him now.

"Soldiers."

Lin Shenqiu said again: "Free those innocent people."

He was referring to Xiao Binggan, Wang Xinyu, Zhou Ke'er, Lin Xueyin and their family members who were escorted behind the stake, as well as many students of the Third Academy who were deliberately implicated by Tan Gu Jin.

The experts of the investigation team, without the slightest suspicion, rushed over immediately and released the shackles and shackles of these people.

Who dares to defy the will of God?

"Soldiers, show your loyalty to my warriors and uncover the hidden evil."

Lin Beichen pointed to somewhere in the temple again.

The elite soldiers stood up instantly and rushed in the direction he pointed.

A moment later, Cao Potian, Dongfang Zhan, Mu Yucun and Zheng Shuo were directly dragged out of the hospital.

All of them were tainted with the breath of demons from the sky, and they were identified by the soldiers as the evil referred to by the 'Sword Lord'.

"My God is eternal... Please have mercy on my God and remove the evil poison from our body."

Cao Potian was already on the verge of dying, but when he was illuminated by the divine light, he suddenly felt comfortable, got up directly, and saluted and begged with anticipation.

He felt his time had come to be saved.

"In your body, there is an aura of demons from the heavens and the outside world. It comes from your own heart. You are a believer of demons.

Lin Beichen continued to speak with a 'Shenfan'er accent, and when he opened his mouth, he immediately put the hat of a demon believer on Cao Potian, shook his head, and said, "Come here, put this demon believer at the stake. column."

"No, no, no..."

Cao Potian cried out in horror and struggled hard: "Your Majesty, you are wrong, I am your loyal believer, I am willing to dedicate everything for you, please, save me, save me! I was wronged, I was really wronged..."

But the soldiers beside him who were trying to show their strength in front of the gods would ignore his pleas and rush up directly. In three or two strokes, the little golden retriever was directly tied to the stake.

If you say this from someone else's mouth, there may be room for change.

But from the mouth of the gods, who will listen to his excuses?

In the next instant, Dongfang Zhan, Mu Yucun, and Zheng Shuo all suffered the same fate.

"Your Majesty, I was only slightly injured. It was a demonic energy that entered my body. It was only a slight injury..."

"No, I don't want to die."

"Forgive your life, spare your life, Your Majesty, I repent, I am guilty, I shouldn't be with Cao Potian in secretly murdering Lin Beichen, it is all Cao Potian's idea, tricking us into drinking forbidden medicinal wine and teaching us taboos The art of..."

The trio struggled and wailed frantically.

And Zheng Shuo's words instantly made everyone present feel a sense of naturalness while being surprised.

You see, don't betray yourself.

Cao Potian, the demon cub, is really working behind his back.

Lin Beichen was indeed wronged.

The great Lord of Swords knows everything and has seen it all.

And so...

Someone subconsciously looked at Bai Haiqin, Cao Potian's master.

The apprentice is a demon believer, what about the master?

Hey!

Bai Haiqin was already dying like a dead dog, but at this time, she didn't know where the strength was, she suddenly turned over, turned into a streamer, and was about to fly out of the square...

He's running away.

Being defeated by Lin Beichen before, it was extremely painful, but even if he wanted to die, it didn't make him afraid.

But at this time, Cao Potian was determined to be a demon believer, so he, as a master, had a huge suspicion - in fact, he knew very well that it was not a suspicion, but a fact.

And this secret, once discovered, the consequences are definitely more terrible than death.

But the situation has changed.

Where did he escape?

Without waiting for Lin Beichen to speak, the masters and powerhouses in the army took action to intercept them one after another.

Bai Haiqin was defeated by Lin Beichen before. She was seriously injured, her profound energy in her body was disordered, and her strength was out of ten, and she was quickly captured by Hai Anwei's military experts.

"Lin Beichen, you are taking personal revenge."

Bai Haiqin still wants to struggle.

Lin Beichen was condescending and said indifferently: "I am a god, the selfless prince, you are the incarnation of the evil spirits from the sky, you can only cleanse your dirty body by the gift of burning your body with the blazing flame of light on the stake. Sin."

Bai Haiqin was startled.

Wait.

There seems to be something wrong.

I'm obviously just a demon believer.

Why did you just turn into a demon incarnation?

Isn't God omniscient?

Lin Beichen didn't even recognize my true identity?

Bai Haiqin's heart immediately appeared a pale and bold guess that shocked him.

At the same time, the wolf-like sergeant rushed up and tied Bai Haiqin to the stake.

Bai Haiqin struggled to escape, desperately shouting: "No, Lin Beichen, you are a fake god, you... fake..."

He realizes that today's Sword Lord is coming, and there is a huge flaw.

"He's pretending, it's not real, don't be deceived by him, the Lord of the Sword just now came, it's fake, it's fake..."

Bai Haiqin struggled to roar.

But no one listened to him at all.

No matter how sincere and excited he is, he will only be regarded as a tactic and means of an extraterrestrial demon.

I really can't cry without seeing the coffin.

At this time, I dare to slander the great sword master, His Majesty.

Clap!

Slaps loudly.

"Evil devil, how dare you bark?"

Meng Beihe, Hai'anwei's leading general, scolded him angrily, raised his hand and slapped Bai Haiqin a few times, directly knocking off Bai Haiqin's teeth, and then directly gagged his mouth with a rough black iron mouth ball.

He is the top military chief who led the army to rescue this time.

Originally it was supposed to follow orders to talk about the past and present.

But I didn't want to meet the Lord God. As a swordsman, under the order of Tangu Jin, he even shot arrows at the apostles of the gods. It was a big sin. This extraterrestrial demon dared to be so arrogant, falsely slandering the apostle of God, and even mercilessly attacked.

Poor Bai Haiqin, wearing the halo of one of the three famous swords of Baiyun City, walking through the nine provinces of the Beihai Empire, when has she ever been subjected to such a humiliating criminal law?

But no matter how angry he is, it doesn't help.

All the tricks that have been relied on to be able to run amok in the past are useless.

"Mmmm, ummmmm..."

Bai Haiqin struggled desperately.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Just then—

"Have you tasted something unspeakable now?"

Lin Beichen's voice transmission resounded in Bai Haiqing's mind.

This time, his voice was normal, without the slightest metal resonance "Shenfan".

In an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, his heart beat wildly, and he stared at Lin Beichen.

The change in voice made Bai Haiqin realize that her guess was right.

At this time, Lin Beichen was not a **** at all.

He really is fake!

"Mmmmmmmmm..."

Bai Haiqin struggled desperately, but because of the mouth ball, any sound made would be a whimpering like a dead dog.

"Hehe, it's useless, they won't believe what you say. Don't waste your time, I'm using divine power to transmit sound, no one can find out... Bai Haiqin, I just want to kill you, hehe , you wait to die."

Lin Beichen continued to transmit his voice.

Bai Haiqin stared at him resentfully.

And Lin Beichen ignored it.

He raised his hand and pointed.

In the crowd, Lin Zhennan, who was quietly crawling back, couldn't hide anymore.

"Grab it."

Meng Beihe, who was eager to commit crimes, waved his hand.

Haian Guard rushed up like a wolf like a tiger, as if a lion drove a hyena, and easily dragged Lin Zhennan, along with the other Lin clan members, out of the crowd.

"Beichen, spare your life, don't kill me..."

Lin Zhennan knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "I am your uncle, I was deceived by Bai Haiqin, I am willing to testify, I can take the blame and make merit, I..."

"Kill."

Lin Beichen is cold and ruthless.

He has no feelings for this man.

Don't talk about uncle, even an uncle who is related by blood, since he has such great malice towards him, he has to take this opportunity to kill, so as not to leave disaster.

The weeds are not rooted out, but the spring breeze blows them again.

Whoosh!

The sword light flashed.

Meng Beihe personally swung his sword and cut off Lin Zhennan's head.

Heads rolled in a pool of blood.

Lin Beichen's heart is like still water.

Glancing at some of the other Lin clansmen.

These are all the confidants who followed Lin Zhennan in secret, and they all played a big part in the fight against the old war Tianhou mansion.

"Kill them all."

Lin Beichen's voice was as cold as mysterious ice.

Sweep!

The sword light flashes.

Heads fell one by one.

Lin Zhennan's confidant was wiped out.

Lin Beichen is still as calm as water.

Mother.

I seem to be a little perverted right now.

Lin Beichen reflected on himself in his heart.

But he doesn't know why he's so hard-hearted now.

As if used to killing.

Seeing a dead person is as random as seeing a grass being broken on the side of the road.

"Am I being influenced by the power of the Lord of the Sword? According to legend, the gods are all high-spirited and unfeeling existences... Could it be related to the power of the gods' cultivation?"

On Earth, the ancient Chinese Qi practitioners also have a saying of 'too high to forget one's feelings'.

Thinking of this in my heart, Lin Beichen finally looked at Tan Gu Jin.

The latter knelt down, feeling the gazes looking down, and his heart trembled.

"My God, I..."

Talking about the past and present, I have already thought of the words of defense.

He believes that he can pick it up.

After all, I am not Bai Haiqin, and I have no direct connection with the demons outside the sky, nor have I been directly contaminated with these hidden powers, even if it is a god, I can't blame myself.

From the beginning to the end, I have always been to deal with the evil spirits, but I just chose the wrong object.

Sin does not die.

However, Lin Beichen directly did not give him a chance to defend himself.

"You are also an alien demon."

One of the most terrifying big hats was pulled off, and the smashed talk about ancient and modern was lost.

"No, I'm not, I..."

He protested aloud in horror.

This is a matter of principle.

Why would the gods distort the truth on such a principled issue?

Not true.

Something is wrong.

In his mind, he suddenly remembered what Bai Haiqin had said when he struggled and shouted. A terrible guess came to his mind, and he was instantly shocked to the point of cardiac arrest.

Could it be that this **** was also faked by Lin Beichen?

Transfiguration came first.

After the counterfeiting?

What kind of existence is this to be able to do such a thing?

Is it a peerless great demon who descended in true form in the legendary void outside the sky?

"The evil demon from the sky, everyone gets it and kills it... Send him to the stake."

Lin Beichen promulgated the decree in the air.

Meng Beihe personally took action, **** Tan Gu Jin, and dragged him towards the stake.

Before defeated by Lin Beichen, talking about ancient and modern cultivation is half-destroyed, and he can't resist at all.

"No, I'm not, General Meng, listen to me... I'm really not, I... listen to my explanation..."

Talking about the past and present with excitement, as if crazy, trying to justify something loudly.

Meng Beihe sneered and sneered: "Explain? Save yourself, no demon from the outside world will take the initiative to admit it. Like you, this general has seen a lot..."

Stop talking about past and present.

His heart instantly fell into the abyss of ice.

It's hard to argue.

He now realizes the feeling of suffocation and despair for those who were once calculated by him, driven into a corner by him, unable to refute, and unable to clear themselves.

"No, Meng Jiangjun, listen to me, it's really wrong, you're deceived, fake..."

The more irritable and frightened he became, the less he could tell.

The three-inch indestructible color that I am proud of on weekdays is actually useless at this time.

"Noisy."

Meng Beihe shot again, slapped his face, and slammed his palm like a hammer on Tan Gujin's face, instantly knocking out all his teeth and shattering his cheekbones.

The black rough mouth ball is slammed into the chain directly and hard.

"Mmmmmm, ummmmm..."

Tan Gu Jin frantically struggles, roars, and makes a final, dying struggle.

But I saw blood overflowing from the edge of the burst lips, dyeing the black mouth **** red, but I couldn't say any complete words.

He was completely desperate.

Soon, Tan Gujin was tied to the stake by iron chains.

“Mmmmmmm…”

He looked at Lin Beichen and whimpered, his eyes full of pleading.

This high-ranking first administrator who stirred up the calamity of Yunmeng City with one hand, lowered his high head and cried bitterly, begging for mercy, the look of pleading in his eyes, Like a wild dog begging for food.

If you can give him a chance, Tan Gujin swears that he will never provoke Lin Beichen again.

Even if he knew that Lin Beichen was really a demon, he would shy away.

No.

Even if he was asked to be a dog for Lin Beichen, he would be willing.

He couldn't speak, he could only beg Lin Beichen silently over and over again with his eyes.

However, in exchange, Lin Beichen's eyes were as cold as ice.

Lin Shenzhu's heart was not shaken in the slightest.

A moment later.

The nine stakes have already tied the victims.

"Execution!"

The priest Qin said loudly.

Under normal circumstances, the execution of the burning at the stake is presided over by the clergy.

The maiden priests, with their serene faces and solemn expressions, gently threw the flaming torches into the pyre that had been poured with kerosene around the stake.

For them, this is a sacred ritual.

Boom!

Nine groups of flames are burning, and the flames are soaring into the sky.

"Ah..."

"No, forgive me..."

"Ah, Mom!"

A ruthless tongue of fire licked the victim's body.

Dongfang Zhan and others wailed and wept.

The great fear and pain caused them to collapse instantly.

Bai Haiqin and Tan Gu Jin were struggling frantically, but to no avail.

The black iron mouth **** stuffed in their mouths made them unable to let out a wailing sound even though their throats were broken.

Talking about the past and present, I never dreamed that the execution place that he had carefully prepared would eventually become their burial place. The high-burning firewood and kerosene he ordered specially prepared would be enjoyed by him in this way!

As he wished, he heard the screams at the stake.

But the wailing comes from subordinates, co-workers, and... himself.

The pain of the flames is beyond imagination, enough to cause any victim to cry uncontrollably.

In addition, the stake itself has excellent thermal conductivity properties.

When the victim is not dead, the stake is fast because of the speed

Heating and conducting heat, it has become a large soldering iron.

The pain of this punishment can be imagined.

But in reality, the stake was not designed for punishment.

It's for purification.

It is for the ultimate purification of sins and to ensure that the execution of the extraterrestrial demon is a true and complete death, and the body and spirit are completely destroyed, rather than deliberately torturing the victim in such a way of brutal physical pain and psychological destruction.

Among the five conventional attributes of heaven, earth, and profound energy, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the metal element represents killing, the wood element represents growth, the water element represents nourishment, the earth element represents heaviness, and the fire element represents destruction and purification.

For a long time, even in different religions, flames are considered to be the purest energy in the world, and any filth and filth can be purified in the flames.

This is the source of the stake.

But I have to admit, this punishment is very painful.

The wailing of the tortured is horrific.

From the side, it has the effect of deterring other people.

The Temple of the Lord of Swords does not use the stake easily.

Once it is used, it will be a big deal.

In addition, the execution site and process will be fully disclosed, and all believers and citizens will be called on to come and watch the ceremony. The intention is probably to 'kill the chicken for the monkeys'.

For most believers, the cry of the tortured is more like the confession of the sinner.

People knelt in the square, folded their hands, and prayed reverently.

And the girl priests of those temples, at this time, showed bravery and calm that were different from ordinary people.

Separate one by one, the girls in groups of four, dressed in white pure priest robes, stood quietly in front of the stake, with holy expressions, chanting scriptures, for the salvation of these unfortunate souls who have fallen into evil darkness, Help them avoid going astray in the next life.

Ye Weiyang is also among them.

The cry of the tortured, the prayer of the spectator, the chant of the priest...

These three completely different voices were completely fused together in a strange way, echoing between the heavens and the earth, like the whistling of the years, and the whispers of the gods, making the entire execution process full of one A sense of religious ritual and a heavy epic sense.

Lin Beichen was in a trance, like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.

He worried day and night that if his identity was revealed, he would be burned at the stake.

I didn't expect this day to come, and it turned out to be myself, a traveler, who was burning the natives.

The flames frantically licked the victim's body.

The wailing grows louder after all.

Lin Beichen sighed in his heart.

For a long time, even if he slaughtered a city in the Northern Barren Mountains, he always believed that he was not a cruel person.

He will regret accidentally stepping on an ant.

But when he heard the mourning of Tan Gujin, Bai Haiqin, and others, his heart remained indifferent.

As long as I think about it, if I can't raise enough money today to borrow the power of the Lord of the Sword, the Lord of the Sword, then the person who is bound at the stake and tortured at the stake will be me, me His teachers, classmates and friends, his heart is as hard as iron.

There is a saying, 'Do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself'.

There is also a saying called 'An **** for tat, retribution is unhappy'.

The screams at the stake are getting smaller and smaller.

The least powerful Dongfang Zhan, Mu Yucun and Zheng Shuo have completely died and turned into coke in human form.

Cao Potian had only the last breath left, and his body twisted slightly.

Bai Haiqin is the strongest in ancient and modern times, and has the most tenacious vitality. Even if it has changed beyond recognition, it still screams and struggles violently.

But at this time, they wished that they had no martial arts cultivation at all, and instead died faster, without suffering such pain.

Across the flames, the two stared at Lin Beichen with malicious eyes.

Lin Beichen's eyes were calm and calm.

Another full stick of incense has passed.

The smell of meat in the air was gradually replaced by the smell of coke.

The victims at the stake, finally all died completely.

It's all over.

Lin Beichen felt that the divine power in his body was fading as fast as the ebb tide.

Then his eyes turned to some other experts in the investigation team.

These people are comrades who talk about the past and present, and they are not good things. Before, in the name of chasing Lin Beichen's comrades, they harmed many citizens in Yunmeng City.

"My God, forgive me."

"Your Majesty, I ask your forgiveness."

"No, no..."

Swept away by Lin Beichen's eyes, these people were so frightened that their bodies were like a sieve, and they cried bitterly and begged.

Talk about the death of ancient and modern people, vividly.

It was so miserable that they broke down and couldn't imagine what kind of nightmare it would be if they accepted such torture.

"Cut."

Lin Beichen issued another decree.

He did not choose the stake anymore.

Maybe it's because the main culprit is dead. As a transmigrator, after all, I still can't stand this kind of torture.

Jiangguang rushes.

The execution sword is raised and lowered.

The heads rolled directly into the pool of blood.

But all the experts from the investigation team who harmed Yunmeng City during this day and night, none of them were left, all of them were found out and killed directly on the square.

If it is put on a normal day, the actions of these people may still need to be investigated and convicted, and then go through trial, review and other procedures, and finally the date can be selected and the execution will be completely executed, and in the end, it may not be a death sentence.

But today, everything is different.

Lin Beichen's state at this time is an apostle of God.

The will of the Lord of Swords is entrusted to his body.

His words and deeds represent the supreme god.

Every word is an unshakable decree.

Every decision is a judgment without question.

A long wind blows.

The human-shaped coke on the stake turned into black smoke with a bang and was scattered in the wind.

"Go back."

Lin Beichen looked at Meng Beihe and slowly landed towards the ground.

Meng Beihe led 2,000 elite soldiers and once again saluted the great **** in his heart, he obeyed the decree and immediately evacuated from Yunmeng City and returned to the Haian Territory.

Lin Beichen fell to the ground.

Countless eyes focused on him.

At this time-

Ding dong.

A familiar voice comes from the phone.

"It's time." Jian Xue Wuming's big white-legged avatar flashed, and a WeChat message came: "Are you done?"

Lin Beichen narrowed his eyes and replied, "I'm fine."

"How is it? Little brother, are you satisfied with the service this time? Hee hee hee, you don't know wow, I paid a huge price in order to invite the Lord of the Sword. Alas, I almost lost my face. Xu betrayed her color... But you don't have to worry too much, my sister is such a warm-hearted and chivalrous intern goddess, so don't be polite, if you have any needs in the future, you can come to my sister at any time, it will definitely make you feel what it is Service like home."

The message from Jian Xue Wuming contained unabashed smugness.

Promise yourself?

Does the Lord of Swords actually like to play lily?

Tsk tsk!

This orientation is very interesting.

Lin Beichen subconsciously thought of another message——

No wonder all the clergy in the shrine of the Lord of Swords are women and none of them are men, and these clergy are either the beautiful and blooming peerless beauty like the chief priest Qin, or the developing one like Ye Weiyang. A delicate and innocent little beauty.

That's why.

In the dead of night, how did Priest Qin sacrifice and pray?

In Lin Beichen's heart, he couldn't help but feel evil.

As for Jian Xue's nameless so-called "gut-friendly"?

Hot a hammer.

Not for money's sake.

This time, the 300,000 gold coin 'shot fee' from the Lord of Swords, the Lord of the Sword, I am afraid that at least 100,000 will fall into the hands of the dog goddess Jian Xuewuming... Lin Beichen dares to bet on his 18-year-old brother, the dog goddess It is absolutely impossible not to take rebates.

This time, it was a matter of urgency, and people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Next time if it's so easy to take the money out of my hands, I'll buy instant noodles for the rest of my life without seasoning packets.

The mind has been set, Lin Beichen said: "Okay, contact me if you have something."

Close WeChat directly.

The next moment, he only felt a kind of soul being pulled away.

Fuck.

Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy.

Lin Beichen was shocked.

Jianxue Wuming, the dog goddess, did not say that when she was pulled away by God, she would have such a concussion-like sequelae.

A sudden dizziness made Lin Beichen's eyes go black, and he fell softly forward.

There was an exclamation in my ear.

Someone is approaching rapidly.

Lin Beichen subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him forward.

Then an unprecedented soft and tender touch came from the palm of my hand.

What?

Lin Beichen squeezed subconsciously.

Semi-circle?

One hand seems a little out of place.

Just when he was dazedly thinking about whether the two hands were together, a belated exclamation sounded after a stupor. The voice was a bit familiar, and then Lin Beichen felt as if he was being held by someone. Arms half up, dragged forward.

At the same time, a touch of refreshing and subtle fragrance hits the nose.

This fragrance seems to have been smelled somewhere.

By the way, isn't this the occasional scent of the priest Qin?

Lin Beichen suddenly realized, his mind became more and more dizzy, and he was completely broken out by the sequelae of his upper body, and then he lost consciousness and fell into endless darkness...

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8500 words, the length of four chapters, plus today's first update, a total of about 11,000, five shifts.

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