Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 478: We miss you dead
I don't know how long it has been.
It's like sinking into the eternal abyss.
Continuously falling.
It will never end.
It is also like in a black corridor, the soul is walking alone.
There is no end to the light.
Lin Beichen had the illusion that his heart was grabbed by a nightmare, and then he was pressed on the bed by a ghost, and he couldn't wake up no matter how hard he struggled.
In a trance, from time to time, a gentle little hand was stroking his forehead and body.
The soft and cold touch made him feel such a trace of proof of existence.
Time passes.
It seems like centuries have passed.
Even as if several epochs had passed.
When Lin Beichen thought he was exiled forever, his consciousness finally began to gradually become clear.
He vaguely felt that the clothes on his body were being uncovered by those gentle little hands, peeling off layer by layer.
Then I feel warm and soft all over my body, with a slight moist feeling.
This feeling gradually became clearer.
The soul is constantly drawn and pulled, and there is a strange feeling of 'returning the soul'.
He felt his fingers move slightly.
"Well..."
An unconscious groan came out of his mouth.
Then he felt that under the slightly hot and moist touch of wiping, a certain vital part under his lower abdomen began to stand upright uncontrollably.
There was a low exclamation in my ear.
That voice is so familiar.
It's like the voice I've been looking forward to in the eternal sinking.
Then there was the sound of footsteps moving around.
The sound of the door opening and closing.
Consciousness is getting clearer and clearer.
The manipulation of the body is also recovering rapidly.
He moved his fingers vigorously.
There has never been a moment, like this time, that made Lin Beichen feel that it is such a happy thing to be able to control his body to make an extremely simple movement on weekdays.
"Master, master..."
There is a warm breath in the ear.
Sweet as an orchid.
It is also a very familiar voice.
Lin Beichen struggled to open his eyes.
A ray of light floods into sight.
It was like a light of creation at the beginning of the primordial world, tearing away all the darkness in Lin Beichen's vision.
After a few blinks, vision returns.
He finally saw clearly that the two young and beautiful faces leaning in front of him with concern were his two delicate maids Qianqian and Qianqian.
"Master, woo woo, great, are you awake?"
"Quick, go and tell Steward Wang that the young master is awake... woo woo woo, that's great."
Seeing Lin Beichen open his eyes, the two little beauties wept with joy, their eyes moist.
Pearl-like teardrops can no longer be stopped, flowing down the flimsy face
It fell down and formed a small depression in the exquisite and beautiful collarbone socket. After overflowing, it flowed down the river, into the collar, and flowed over the mountains...
Lin Beichen was suddenly moved.
When you wake up from a long sleep, someone is so concerned, excited and caring, the recovery of life is more meaningful.
He smiled contentedly.
Looking down the teardrops all the way across the snow-white skin...
The angle is just right.
You can see the pale pink cherries on the top of the upside-down jade bowl, and the deep and dazzling gully in between.
Boom!
The door was slammed open.
The housekeeper Wang Zhong rushed in barefoot.
Followed by Xiao Binggan...
There are some familiar classmates...
There are also Chu Hen, Pan Weimin, Liu Qihai and others.
Qianqian and Qianqian immediately stood up straight.
Lin Beichen looked back slowly with infinite regret, stretched out his hands, propped up his upper body, and sat up slowly.
Then he saw...
One pillar holds the sky.
Σ(°△°|||)︴?
It turned out that the soft and moist feeling just now was caused by two maids wiping their bodies with hot towels?
So now I am on...
"Quick, get out, get out..."
He said frantically: "You soulless people don't know how to knock on the door? It's impolite, at least let me put on my clothes first..."
Everyone was sweating.
("▔□▔)/("▔▔)/("▔▔)/!
They left one after another.
…
…
After a cup of tea time.
Bamboo courtyard.
In the lobby.
"I was in a coma for three whole months?"
Lin Beichen was completely stunned.
The last time I was crowned by the Lord of Swords, I fell into a coma for ten days and nights.
And this time it turned into three months?
Based on my math score of 99 in the college entrance examination, I can calculate in an instant that the duration of this coma is nine times longer than the last time.
"Brother, we all miss you dead..."
Xiao Binggan said with tears in his eyes.
Lin Beichen looked at him in shock.
Is what you **** talking about human?
Xiao Binggan was stunned, then reacted abruptly, and quickly said: "No, I'm too excited, I'm so bald, I really miss you... For these three months, we have been guarding you every day, Master Qin comes here every day to wipe your body and heal you, lest you will never wake up again, fortunately, Lord of the Sword will bless you."
"How are you feeling now?"
Chu Hen stared at Lin Beichen nervously.
Lin Beichen sensed the condition of his body.
There is no feeling of weakness of muscle atrophy after a long sleep in the legend.
Probably due to my handsome face - if it's not so long
Shuai, why did Chief Priest Qin come to heal himself every day?
The body is full of strength.
But if you are mysterious...
It was the same as last time without any suspense.
The unstable silver spirit fire in his body disappeared without a trace.
If you look inside with your mental power, you will find that there is another strange light silver cyclone in the dantian, entrenched in the dantian sea.
It is similar in shape to the cyclone that appeared in the dantian sea after he was upper body by the sword lord for the first time, but the color is different.
Like two suns, floating above the world of Dantian.
The realm of profound energy fell to the level of ordinary people without any accident.
Knock tama ah.
It has to be rebuilt again.
Fortunately, with the first experience, Lin Beichen was not too nervous.
Every time after being taken to the body by a god, the physical fitness is greatly condensed and strengthened, and the meridians will become more tenacious and powerful—just like a small river that was not very wide before, suddenly washed by a raging torrent, the river bed The holding capacity will be greatly enhanced.
Practice again, it will become very easy.
In the short term, it is not difficult to return to the previous state.
And the upper limit of cultivation will be higher.
It's a good thing.
"I'm fine."
Lin Beichen smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have made everyone worry during this time."
Everyone's eyes were focused on him, full of suspicion.
This guy suddenly speaks so softly, it doesn't fit his personality at all.
Could it be that when you are possessed by a god, your brain is broken?
Who knew that Lin Beichen would laugh next, and said another shamelessly: "However, this is what it should be, hahahaha, who made me the savior who turned the tide, wahahahahaha..."
Everyone felt relieved immediately, and nodded in unison.
It's done.
He's not out of his mind.
Such a shameless style is the real Lin Beichen.
"By the way, after such a long time, is Yunmeng City okay?"
Lin Beichen said with a grin again: "With me, a great god-favored man who kills people without blinking an eye, and doesn't kill people's eyes, sitting in town, no one will do anything, hahahaha, no, no, no Let's..."
Hearing this question, everyone's expressions fell silent.
Angry and humiliation appeared on the faces of some students.
Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "No, where's Tang Tian? Where's the ghost? These two guys, why don't you see me?"
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