Chapter 860

"Does your throat hurt?"

Lin Beichen smilingly diverged from the topic and said, "I'll give you some water?"

The Lord of the sword was stunned: "what do you mean?"

Lin Beichen said, "you've been singing in the sky for so long. Don't you have a sore throat?"

The eyes of the Lord of the sword are cold.

There was a sneer.

"Then I scream every night in the middle of the night, there are several positions, you have to force deep... At that time, I didn't see you ask me if my throat hurt."

The Lord of the sword asked.

Hold the grass.

This is not the car to kindergarten.

Lin Beichen reaction, rare old face red, way: "understand, so your voice can call so, it is my credit."

On the Lord of the sword, there is already intention to kill.

Lin Beichen immediately very aware of the current affairs to switch off the topic: "first eat a green fruit pressure shock..." he handed over one.

The Lord of the sword stared at him suspiciously and said, "didn't you say that there was no more green fruit?"

Lin Beichen's face did not change and said, "you remember wrong."

The Lord of the sword stares at him for a long time before he scolds "Dog Man" in his heart and picks up cuiguo and chews it coldly.

Lin Beichen grinned on his face and took out another green fruit. He chewed it up and said, "so, the guy you just met is the grass God behind Wei?"

The Lord of the sword nodded: "it's him."

"You can't beat him?"

Lin Beichen asked again.

There was a trace of reluctance on the face of the Lord of the sword: "time is too hasty, otherwise, when I completely withdraw my belief in the temple of the sword, I will defeat him, like crushing an ant."

She was stabbed on the back by her followers and almost fell down. Later, she returned to the eastern island of Zhenzhou and reincarnated in the body of yeweiyang. She did not really recover her former cultivation.

Otherwise, why is it so embarrassing?

"In that case..."

Lin Beichen bit a mouthful of green fruit, full of juice, said: "let me go, you want to stay to die?"

The Lord of the sword said, "what do you think?"

"I don't think it's your personal design."

Lin Beichen directly denied: "you are a God who has died once. If you have no revenge, you will cherish this second life. How can you die here?"

The Lord of the sword did not answer directly.

"You'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

She said faintly, "you don't have to show off here to win my favor. I don't blame you if you leave. If you stay here, you will surely die."

"I have a question. The thousand grass God is just an evil spirit. Even if it is approved by some orthodox gods, how can it be so strong?"

Lin Beichen asks curiously.

The Lord of the sword said, "maybe it's because the forces that support him are the great wilderness temple."

Dahuang, the first Protoss in the divine world.

How strong and how deep the inside information is, even before the Lord of the sword suffered back stab, when the divine world was the most beautiful, it was not clear.

If not, she doesn't want to compete with the first Protoss.

But now she is so miserable, the Dahuang people have to step on it again, and the rabbit is in a hurry and bites people, so she is willing to go.

But it's just that she gave up.

Lin Beichen should not appear in this battle, whether he can defeat qiancaoshen or not.

Otherwise, it will be a disaster to attract the attention of the great wilderness temple.

The Lord of the sword was also disconsolate about his decision.

She resurrected in this world with great hatred and vowed that she would never have pity on anyone again. She would step on all available targets and use all available people to realize her revenge.

Any sacrifice will be disregarded.

That's why she can pull Lin Beichen's Shuangxiu when she doesn't have any feelings - even when she kills Nian Gaozhi.

As long as we can enhance our strength, we can pay any price.

But now, the Lord of the sword began to waver, changed his principles, willing to consider for Lin Beichen.

Is this the legend of "love for a long time"?

no

Maybe it's just that this dog man, even if he stays, is a burden, which can't play any role at all, so he was let go.

The Lord of the sword soon found an excuse for his behavior.

But Lin Beichen obviously didn't appreciate it.

"Dahuang temple is a loser," he said

He raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows. Lin Da Shao uttered a second rude sentence directly, saying: "what he did is the great wasteland temple."

The Lord of the sword was surprised. He looked at him with a sneer and said, "just you? Why? "

Lin Beichen said with a smile: "I'm a young man... I don't talk about martial arts."

The Lord of the sword snorted coldly.

She said, "I've told you all my good things. Since I want to die, I'll die

No longer stop you. JPG's expression.

Lin Beichen chuckled at cuiguo and asked, "don't talk nonsense. Let's get down to business. How much better is qiancaoshen than you?"

Because it's Shinto, it's hard for Lin Beichen to judge.

Because his basic disk is in xuanqiwu.

But from his observation today, he always felt that if he made a move, he would not be invincible to thousands of grass gods.

The Lord of the sword took a deep breath, his chest bulged up, almost broke the button of his robe, and said: "before his real body arrived, thousands of miles away, it was just a shadow of strength that hurt me. Even though it was not a big gap, he was still one level higher than me."

Lin Beichen is thoughtful.

"There's another day, and you have a chance."

He tapped his finger on the table and said, "after the first World War, there will be more believers in the capital and more power of belief. By this time tomorrow, your strength will rise sharply, and there will be a chance to win. If it's really difficult to deal with, leave it to me."

After all, it's Guan Bao's friend. No matter how cold your body is, it's wet and hot after rubbing so many times. You can't really be helpless.

"Dog man, it's a lot of talk."

The Lord of the sword sneered and said, "give it to you? I don't know the heaven is high and the earth is thick. You'd better ask for your own happiness. "

Lin Beichen was unconvinced and said, "how dare you be so arrogant

The Lord of the sword turned away with a cold face.

She needs to hurry up and recover her accomplishments. She doesn't want to talk nonsense with this ungrateful dog man.

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

"Hey, hey, let you know tomorrow, who is the father."

He turned on his cell phone with a smile.

In the microblog app, try to search for qiancaoshen.

The results soon came——

"Qiancaoshen, male, 2434 years old, has 16 million fans. His personal signature: Mirs rise in the same wind one day and soar 90000 miles..."

Huh?

The number of fans of this product is 16.57 million.

Sure enough, he is higher than the Lord of the sword.

However, the number of high-tech enterprises is also limited, which is not so remote.

It's a little unrealistic that the gap between the fans of more than 3 million can be used to hang the king of sword.

Lin Beichen thought about it and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

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good night.

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