Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 860: It’s all my fault

"Does your throat hurt?"

Lin Beichen changed the subject with a smile, and said, "Shall I give you some water?"

The Lord of the Sword was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Lin Beichen said: "You are in the sky, babbling and singing for so long, doesn't your throat hurt?"

The Lord of the Sword's eyes turned cold.

He sneered immediately.

"Then I scream every night in the middle of the night. There are several positions, and you have to forcefully go deep... At that time, I didn't see you asking me if my throat hurts."

The Lord of Swords asked back.

Hold the grass.

This is not the car to go to kindergarten.

Lin Beichen came to his senses, blushed in a rare way, and said, "Understood, it turns out that your voice is so good, it's all thanks to me."

There is already a killing intent circulating in the Lord of Swords.

Lin Beichen immediately changed the subject in a timely manner: "Eat a green fruit first to calm your shock..." He handed one over.

The Lord of Swords stared at him suspiciously, and said, "Didn't you say that there are no more green fruits left?"

Lin Beichen said without changing his face: "You remember wrong."

The Lord of Swords stared at him fixedly, and after a long time he cursed a 'dog man' in his heart, took the green fruit, and gnawed it coldly.

With a smile on his face, Lin Beichen took out another emerald fruit, gnawed it up by himself, and said, "So, the guy who fought with you just now is the Qiancao God behind Wei?"

The sword master nodded: "It's him."

"You can't beat him?"

Lin Beichen asked again.

A hint of unwillingness appeared on the face of the Lord of the Sword: "The time is too short, otherwise, when I completely withdraw my belief in the Temple of the Sword, defeating him is like crushing an ant."

First she was backstabbed by her followers and almost fell, then she returned to Zhenzhou, the host country, and was reincarnated as Ye Weiyang.

Otherwise, why would you be in such a mess?

"In this case..."

Lin Beichen took a bite of the green fruit, mouth full of juice, and said, "Let me go, you want to stay and die by yourself?"

Sword Master Jundao: "What do you think?"

"I don't think this fits your personality."

Lin Beichen directly denied: "You are a **** who died once, and you have not avenged your revenge. You will definitely cherish this second life very much. How could you die here willingly?"

The Lord of Swords did not answer directly.

"You better get out early."

She said indifferently: "You don't need to pretend to be good to me here. I don't blame you if you leave. If you stay here, you will definitely die."

"I have a question, that Qiancao God is just a demon, even if he is recognized by some orthodox gods, how can he be so strong?"

Lin Beichen asked curiously.

Sword Master Jundao: "Maybe it's because the forces supporting him are the Great Wilderness Temple."

The Great Desolate Clan, the number one protoss in the God Realm.

How strong it is and how deep it is, even before the Lord of the Sword suffered a backstab, he still couldn't figure out when he was at the most glorious time in the God Realm.

If it is not impossible to retreat, she is not willing to face the number one protoss.

But now that she is in such a miserable situation, the Great Desolate Clan will step on it again, and the rabbit bites even in a hurry, so she is willing to go all out.

But it's just that she's going all out on her own.

Regardless of whether he can defeat Qiancao God or not, Lin Beichen should not have appeared in this battle.

Otherwise, it will be a disaster to attract the attention of the Great Wilderness Temple.

The Lord of Swords is also somewhat melancholy about his decision.

Bringing a monstrous hatred, she was resurrected in this world, and vowed that she would never show mercy to anyone again, and would step on all possible targets and use all available people to realize her revenge plan.

All sacrifices are not counted.

That's why she can forcefully pull Lin Beichen's double cultivation without any feelings—even when she wants to kill Gao Zhi.

As long as you can increase your strength, you can pay any price.

But now, the Lord of the Sword has begun to waver, changed his principles, and is willing to consider for Lin Beichen.

Could this be the legendary 'love with time'?

No.

Perhaps he just felt that this dog man, even if he stayed, would be a burden and would be of no use at all, so he let him go.

The Lord of Swords quickly found an excuse for his actions.

But Lin Beichen obviously didn't appreciate it very much.

He said: "The Great Wilderness Temple is a dick."

Holding up his middle finger, rubbing the center of his brows, Young Master Lin uttered a second swear word, saying, "What you are doing is the Great Wilderness Temple."

The Lord of Swords was a little surprised, he glanced at him with a sneer, and said, "Just you? Why?"

Lin Beichen smiled and said: "Just because I am a young man... Hehe, I am not a martial artist."

The Lord of Swords snorted coldly.

She said, ‘I’ve explained everything I’ve said to you since I’m going to kill myself

I won't stop you anymore.JPG' expression.

Lin Beichen gnawed on the green fruit, and asked again: "Stop talking nonsense, let's talk about something serious, how much stronger is Qiancao God than you?"

Because it was a battle between the strong Shinto, it was hard for Lin Beichen to judge.

Because his foundation is in Xuanqi Martial Arts.

But based on his observations today, he always feels that if he makes a move, it seems that he is not invincible against Qiancao God.

The Lord of Swords took a deep breath, his chest swelled so high that he almost tore through the buttons of the teaching robe on his body, and said: "His real body has not yet arrived, and he is only a shadow of power, thousands of miles away. Just let me get hurt, even if it's not a big difference in realm, it's still one level higher than me."

Lin Beichen was thoughtful.

"There is still one more day, you still have a chance."

He tapped his finger on the table and said: "After the battle just now, there will be more believers in the capital who will dedicate more power of faith. By this time tomorrow, your strength will definitely increase greatly. There is a chance of winning, if it is really difficult to deal with, then leave it to me."

After all, they are friends between Guan and Bao. Even if the body is so cold, after so many frictions, it will still be wet, soft and hot.

"Dog man, the tone is not small."

The Lord of Swords sneered and said, "Leave it to you? I don't know how high the heavens are and the earth is thick, so you should ask for more blessings."

Lin Beichen was not convinced at the moment: "How dare you be so arrogant when you are defeated by a stick?"

The Lord of the Sword turned cold and turned to leave.

She needs to hurry up and restore her cultivation, and she doesn't want to talk nonsense with this ignorant dog man.

Lin Beichen lay on the throne with his hands on the back of his head.

"Hey, I'll let you know tomorrow who is the father."

He smiled and turned on the phone.

In the Weibo APP, try to search for Qiancao God.

There will be results soon——

"Qiancao God, male, aged 2434 years, with 16 million fans, signature: Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, soaring to 90,000 miles..."

Huh?

The number of fans of this product is actually 16.57 million.

Sure enough, he is taller than the Lord of Swords.

However, the high number is also limited, and it is not such an unreachable number.

With a gap of more than 3 million fans, it is a bit unreal to be able to beat the Lord of Swords.

Lin Beichen thought for a while, and suddenly had a plan in his mind.

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Good night.