Chapter 1653

The doubts in Lin Beichen's heart did not last long.

Han Shangxiang hurried back.

"The Supreme Commander wants to see you."

There was something strange in her expression.

"Now?"

Lin Beichen was startled, then became ecstatic, jumped up and said, "Is he here?"

Han Shangxiang glanced at him, turned around and led the way, saying, "Yes, we just arrived."

Lin Beichen immediately understood Han Shangxiang's previous reaction.

It turned out that the Supreme Commander had arrived.

Old Han!

Lin Beichen also began to get excited.

Are you finally going to meet Lao Han?

He quickly followed, feeling a little excited.

Han Shangxiang clearly sensed Lin Beichen's emotional changes, turned around and said, "Don't be too nervous, he is easy to talk to."

"You don't understand, this is a matter between us men."

Lin Beichen said.

Han Shangxiang hesitated to speak, but finally lowered his head and led the way without saying anything else.

Along the way, soldiers from the "Nianxiang War Department" kept saluting the two.

Lin Beichen keenly felt that the surrounding defense force had increased.

There are extremely powerful warriors hidden in the darkness.

Along the way, I don't know how many vigilant eyes were focused on him.

After a while, we arrived at the headquarters of the 'Nianxiang War Department'.

At the door, one on the left and one on the right, stood two burly figures covered in silver armor. Only a pair of eyes were exposed from the whole body. They were like an ancient pool in the abyss, bottomless. Their aura was restrained, but the majesty they exuded was. Shocking.

Quasi-Emperor level!

These two guards turned out to be quasi-emperor level.

Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat.

This pomp.

This posture.

Lao Han is now prosperous.

Even the guards are quasi-emperors.

Tsk tsk tsk...

From now on, I have to hold on to Lao Han's thigh tightly and not let go.

"Master Qi, Mr. Yuwen has arrived."

Han Shangxiang stood at the door and reported.

"Please."

A deep and magnetic voice came from the command center.

Lin Beichen felt quite emotional after hearing this. Lao Han had worked so hard, and his voice had become weathered due to his busy schedule.

Han Shangxiang stood at the door and made a 'please' gesture.

Lin Beichen walked in quickly without hesitation.

The space inside the headquarters is huge.

There was only one person at this time.

On the nine steps deep inside, in front of the celestial array, stood a tall and burly middle-aged man in a moon-white cloth robe, with a resolute face, three long black beards under his chin, and a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky. It surges like a vast ocean, and it seems to contain countless wisdom, and it seems that it can see through all the vicissitudes of life throughout the ages.

Well?

Lin Beichen paused.

Who is this uncle?

Where is Lao Han?

His eyes passed over the middle-aged man and looked around.

No third person was found.

Could this person be the supreme commander of the Beichen Army?

Lin Beichen's heart suddenly surged with indescribable disappointment.

Not Lao Han.

This guy is too old.

Not Lao Han at all.

I guessed wrong.

With great disappointment comes great depression.

This kind of emotion, where the expectation valve is instantly lowered and even destroyed, has never appeared in Lin Beichen for a long, long time.

So at this moment, he didn't know what to say at all.

"It's really you."

At this time, the middle-aged uncle spoke.

The rich and magnetic sound has a charm that makes people feel close to it.

Lin Beichen thought to himself, uncle, who are you? Do I know you very well?

He looked up, but suddenly felt a little startled in his heart.

etc.

If you ignore the three strands of beard, ignore the vicissitudes in your eyes, ignore the fully developed figure...

Ignore these details and just look at the facial outline...

This uncle looks a bit familiar.

These facial features seem to be very similar to Han Fuhua's.

Could it be...

Lin Beichen's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt hopeful again.

This is the middle-aged version of Lao Han!

"If you don't envy mandarin ducks, you won't envy immortals."

Lin Beichen said.

The middle-aged man opposite had a strange look on his face, and finally he said in a dumbfounded voice: "Do you only envy every day of the 'Street Cleaning Tiger'?"

"The statue in front of Beichen School in Chaohui City?"

"Reading is useless."

"Xiao Binggan?"

"Brother."

"Hikari-chan?"

"Tailless Ghost Rat."

"Beihuang Mountain?"

"Fire Rose Adventure Team."

"Lao Chu."

"The man with the metal arm."

"Wang Zhong?"

"A man with the word "loyalty" in his name..."

"Ding Sanshi?"

"Swordsmanship training, your master, you covet my daughter."

"Uh... let me think about it again, Bai Jinyun?"

"Big breasted rich woman."

"Your sister?"

"Han Bugui."

"Hey hey hey, Yue Hongxiang?"

"..."

On the last question, the middle-aged uncle fell silent.

Lin Beichen put his hands on his hands and laughed happily: "Hahahaha, Old Han, please speak, Old Han."

The middle-aged uncle was furious and took action directly.

call out.

The light of the sword is like lightning.

"Well come."

Lin Beichen shouted and took action at the same time.

Ding ding ding ding.

The sword light roared and the sword blades collided.

What the two of them performed was the 'Basic Swordsmanship Three Combinations'.

"Good guy, look at my move again."

Lin Beichen's swordsmanship changed and he stabbed continuously.

They were all swordsmanships practiced at the Third Junior College of Yunmeng City.

The middle-aged uncle did not show weakness and fought back.

The swordsmanship is exactly the same as Lin Beichen's.

Ding ding ding.

The sword blades clashed continuously, splashing out clusters of sparks.

The two of them fought faster and faster, until in the end they could only see the shadow of the sword, but no figure.

At this time, Han Shangxiang, who had been standing at the door, seemed to hear the movement and suddenly walked in.

Seeing this scene, Han Shangxiang was startled, and immediately became anxious and said quickly: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, stop fighting..."

Zheng!

The swords clashed.

Suddenly still.

Lin Beichen and the middle-aged uncle separated and looked at each other.

Both of them had excitement, excitement and relief in their eyes.

How many years.

How many years has it been?

For Lin Beichen, he originally thought that Han Fuhua had given his life to the country and would never be seen again. The frantic digging and search in the Luo Xing Abyss was just a thought for himself and the last trace of luck in his heart. .

For Han Fuli, since he fell into the abyss, experienced strange reincarnations, came to the ancient universe for five hundred years, and experienced countless vicissitudes of life, he thought he would never see his old friends again in this life, and even though he misses him and suffers, he still suffers the pain of not being able to go home. , which made him give up searching completely for a time...

Both men had been desperate.

But they all hold on to the last hope in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, on this day, this dream-like scene finally arrived.

Meeting old friends.

Two friends who had been in love with each other since they were teenagers unexpectedly met again.

For a moment, neither of them could say a word.

They looked at each other quietly, as if everything around them no longer existed.

Like a dream.

At this time, Han Shangxiang stepped between the two of them, stood in front of Lin Beichen, protected him, looked at Han Fuli and said loudly: "It's none of his business, that's what I swore, I said , no matter who it is, as long as you help me get my mother's remains back, I will pledge my life..."

Middle-aged Han Buhua was stunned.

Young Lin Beichen was stunned.

"You should step back first. We will discuss this matter later."

Middle-aged Han Fulai waved his hand and said, "You have nothing to do with me here."

"I don't."

Han Shangxiang was very stubborn and had absolutely no command or prohibition that a soldier should have. He raised his neck as white as a swan and said, "This time, let me make my own choice. You promised me, and you promised my mother."

Middle-aged Han Fuli covered his forehead.

Lin Beichen quickly tugged on Han Shangxiang's sleeve and said, "How can you talk to the supreme commander? You don't understand this matter. You go out first. This is a matter between the two of us."

"Don't talk."

Han Shangxiang said with a strong voice, "You don't have to worry about him, he is him, I am me, he can't interfere in our affairs."

Lin Beichen was confused.

What is the situation?

Isn’t it said that the Beichen Legion has strict military discipline and the supreme commander is the idol of all soldiers?

Why is it that Han Shangxiang, the commander-in-chief of the Nianxiang War Department, repeatedly contradicts Old Han?

And what did Han Shangxiang say? Why can't my brain, which is so smart and intelligent, not be able to process this information?

"This matter is really not what you imagined. Please exit first."

Middle-aged Han explained patiently.

Han Shangxiang gritted his teeth and said: "I don't believe it, you all started fighting..."

After a pause, she continued: "This is my own choice, and Mr. Yuwen is a genius and has a noble character. Not to mention that he has a great favor to my Nianxiang War Department, let's just say that he took back my mother's remains. Even if you promise me with your body, it is natural...Dad, this is my private matter, please stop meddling..."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two men changed.

"Promise yourself?"

Middle-aged Han Fuli exclaimed in surprise.

"dad?"

Lin Beichen felt like he was struck by lightning.

Good guy... now, there is a big problem.

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