Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 892: What belongs to me will also belong to you

The capital of the Beihai Empire.

The spring is beautiful.

I don't know if it's because the news of victory constantly coming from the front line exaggerates the bright spring of 8889. The weather has been surprisingly good for a while.

The air PM2.5 index is 0.

The earth rejuvenates.

The scars of war in the city are rapidly disappearing.

Destroyed houses and pavilions have been rebuilt, and burned trees have been replanted.

The vitality of the past has returned to this city that represents the highest level of politics, economy, culture, and martial arts in the Beihai Empire. People who come and go in the streets and streets begin to have smiles on their faces.

Something called hope has taken root in this city.

As for the biggest changes in the capital, there are two more.

In addition to countless new graves in the cemeteries everywhere, there are also various statues based on Lin Beichen, which are increasing crazily inside and outside the capital.

Ding Sanshi and Princess Xihai have been in the capital for three days.

This is not the first time Ding Sanshi has come to the capital.

The changes of things and people are difficult to arouse too many emotions in this martial arts expert who has gone through the vicissitudes of life.

But the various legends about Lin Beichen and the various architectural sculptures about Lin Beichen still made him feel unreal.

In the tea shop.

Wearing a tattered scholar's robe, the storyteller with two little book boys spit flying all over the place.

The tea guests present applauded.

And the protagonist of the story, that guy named Lin Yingxiong, Lin Pope, and Lin Wushen, is he really his closed disciple?

The idiot in Yunmeng City became the idol of the entire empire in the blink of an eye?

The pope?

Valkyrie?

Beautiful boy?

A miracle worker?

Brain-dead?

Prodigal son?

Which one is his true identity?

What kind of monster apprentice did I accept?

Ding Sanshi sat in the crowd, looked at the excited faces around him after hearing Lin Beichen's story, took a sip of tea, and asked himself quietly in his heart.

Who could have imagined that the prodigal son who ran amok in Yunmeng City Provincial No. 3 Junior College could reach the height he is today.

Even if he was optimistic about Lin Beichen's talent in swordsmanship, he never thought that this little brain would become a hero to save the empire in such a short period of time.

If I raise my arms and say that I am Lin Beichen's master, what will happen?

Will these hyperactive people treat him like the father of a hero?

Ding Sanshi thought about it, and felt that the most likely result would be to be beaten up by these people, and he couldn't explain it clearly, so he gave up this idea.

After listening to the storytelling from the tea shop, the time is almost up.

Ding Sanshi returned to the Haizu embassy with his hands behind his back, feeling emotional all the way.

The embassy is a temporary new building, imitating the architectural style of the sea people on land, with hundreds of formations arranged by warlocks of the sea people, simulating the temperature and humidity conditions suitable for the life of the sea people.

There is also a specially created saltwater lake in the backyard.

Enter the gate, follow the stone road, and come to the front of the building.

"Master, I miss you so much."

An exaggerated and familiar voice came from the gate of the embassy.

Lin Beichen, dressed as white as snow, rushed out from inside.

Ding Sanshi was startled.

This kid is finally back?

Well, it looks almost the same as before, nothing has changed.

His heart was filled with the joy of seeing Lin Beichen again, but he deliberately controlled his emotions, instinctively maintained the dignity of the teacher, and said solemnly: "Well, as a teacher... hey?"

But Lin Beichen had already rushed up and hugged him.

"Hey? You kid, it's not been a long time since I saw you, how can you put me down as a teacher?"

"Hey hey hey? Don't turn...too fast."

"Dizziness, vomiting..."

"Hey, evil disciple, let me go as a teacher... Your wife is watching."

How could Ding Sanshi bear this?

This scoundrel was so strong that he couldn't resist at all, and was hugged in a burst of 'magic power of love' that broke the speed of sound.

Too bold and unrestrained way of meeting, the conservative old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he just said "sinister" and trained him out.

"Master, disciple, I miss you."

Lin Beichen put Ding Sanshi down, stretched out his hand, and said happily, "Bring it."

"What?"

Ding Sanshi was panting heavily.

Lin Beichen took it for granted: "Meeting gifts, congratulatory gifts, etc..."

"What kind of gift to meet? What kind of gift to congratulate?"

Ding Sanshi looked confused.

Lin Beichen is even more confused.

With an exaggerated expression on his face, he said: "Isn't it, Master? Don't you know that during your absence, I celebrated a birthday, killed two evil gods outside the sky, and advanced to the top of the heavens?" People, got a title, did a lot of great things? Master, you have missed so many important moments in my life, did you not prepare any meeting ceremony for this meeting, and make up for me?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Ding Sanshi's left forehead.

I'm totally unprepared.

"Let's talk about it later."

He waved his hand.

"Ah, if that's the case...Master, I suddenly remembered that the bones of my elder brother Han on Luoxingya have not been found yet, so I'll go back and get busy first, and you should go around the capital by yourself, don't look for anything else I..."

Lin Beichen turned around and left.

Turning his head, he saw Yan Ying, the Second Senior Sister in the wheelchair.

The girl was looking at him like an idiot.

"Hey, senior sister, long time no see, you are so big...you are so beautiful."

Lin Beichen walked over with outstretched arms, and said with a smile: "Come, let the younger brother hug you."

The wheelchair girl drew out the dagger hidden in the armrest of the wheelchair.

The cold light is shining.

"Aha, I was just joking, why is there such a big reaction."

Lin Beichen stood still immediately, and said solemnly: "They are all from our own family, so it's true that they are so out of touch."

Princess Xihai, standing on the side, leaned against the pillar at the door, with a rare soft smile on her face, watching the interaction between her daughter and Lin Beichen.

She has always been a daughter who does not enter strangers and kills at every turn, so she will never have a good face towards other people.

But it is obviously different for Lin Beichen.

What Lin Beichen did just now, if it were anyone else, he might have died more than a dozen times. Princess Hechang clearly saw that although her daughter took out the knife, there was no disgust on her face .

I have to say that this Lin Beichen is really a genius who can create something special everywhere.

Moreover, what is even more rare is that the mood is really surprisingly good.

For other teenagers of this age, once they become heroes respected by the whole country, they are most likely to lose their mentality.

Don't say it's so inflated that the relatives don't recognize it, I'm afraid he will play some airs, at least develop his own aura, but this Lin Beichen, as if nothing happened, still has the same hippie smile as before Look, nothing has changed.

Even if it is his master, on the surface

The strength is far inferior to him.

But he is still teasing in words, but respectful in practice.

Three or two seemingly inconsequential teasing, instantly shortened the distance between everyone.

Of course, maybe it's because of his brain disease?

Mistress thought so in her heart.

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A moment later.

In the lobby.

"Master, didn't you, old man, join Xihai Court forever?" Lin Beichen asked curiously, "I didn't even go to save you, but you came out ahead of time with such a weak cultivation level. , Have you devoured the Lord frantically?"

"What are you talking about?"

Ding Sanshi slapped Lin Beichen on the back of the head, and said angrily: "What son-in-law? What devourer? The Xihai Tinghai clan, after my Dundun teachings and patient persuasion, finally repented and realized After the mistakes of the past, I have recognized the identity of the teacher, and I will no longer make things difficult for me and your wife... It is the personality charm of the teacher, strong force, strict principles, and conquered the Xihaiting Sea Clan, you evil disciple..."

Master and younger sister didn't speak, they just stared at him.

We don't talk.

We will just quietly watch you pretend to be aggressive.

Under such eyes, Ding Sanshi's voice became softer and weaker, and finally he had no choice but to change his words, saying: "Of course, also with Xiaoying'er's land and sea tribe's growing power, and you, a scoundrel who is in Luoxing It doesn't matter if you kill too **** the cliff, Xihaiting is best at adapting to the wind..."

When Lin Beichen heard this, he suddenly realized.

It turned out to be like this.

Xi Haiting is scared.

Wheelchair Senior Sister Yanying's strength on land continues to grow. The Land Sea Clan and the North Sea Empire have signed the most in-depth trade agreement in history, and have become the most powerful military and economic force in the West Sea Court.

And in the battle of Luoxingya, I killed an archbishop, a pope, a heavenly man with a fifth-level title in the central government, and an Aurora military god. I am afraid that I will scare the old stubborn people in Xihaiting enough, and I am afraid that I will finish Aurora. People went to do them to make trouble in the Dragon Palace, so they gave Lao Ding and Shi Niang freedom in advance.

And if these are carefully calculated, it is all my own credit.

After all, the development of Yanying's land and sea tribe is also driven by my handsome and witty Lin Beichen.

I'm the big guy behind the scenes.

Lin Beichen was ready to show off with joy, when he received the murderous gaze from the wheelchair sister.

So stop.

This kind of interaction made the teacher cover her mouth.

Master and apprentice are two stinky and shameless things.

"By the way, Master, you wrote a letter to urge me to come to the capital, not just for a simple meeting. What is the big event mentioned in your letter?"

Lin Beichen changed the subject and asked curiously.

Ding Sanshi's old face also showed a rare seriousness, and said: "I urge you to come back, mainly because you have to accompany me as a teacher and go to Baiyun City."

Baiyun City, the holy land of martial arts in the Beihai Empire.

It was created by the brother of the first emperor of the Beihai Empire.

For a long time, Baiyun City and the royal family of the Beihai Empire can be said to share weal and woe, blood is thicker than water, two grasshoppers on the same rope, a community of interests sharing the same breath and destiny.

But this time the Beihai Empire suffered a catastrophe, but Baiyun City did not contribute the slightest strength, its sense of existence was zero, and it didn't even come out to fight with soy sauce. It was very disloyal and weird.

"What are you doing in Baiyun City, Master?"

Lin Beichen took out a few green fruits and offered them, and continued to ask the bottom line.

Ding Sanshi said: "Go and take back what belongs to me and what will belong to you."

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Didn't expect it