"Pretending to be forced to waste an arm?"

Lin Beichen was surprised.

Is this guy out of his mind to act as a detective?

It doesn't make sense.

The wind thunder sword clan is the top power of kendo.

The elders of the clan, monkey spirits and monkey spirits, can play monkey king with their hair.

They even allowed the peerless genius in the clan to serve as cannon fodder?

Is the world abnormal, or do I think too much?

"What's the situation now?"

Lin Beichen asks curiously.

"I'll try again."

Qianqian turns around and goes out to ask for gossip.

After a long time, she came back bouncing.

"The elders of Fenglei sword clan all went to bumiejian clan to make trouble, and they almost fought. At last, bumiejian clan claimed that it was because of paoze's righteousness, and lost a bottle of Xuanmiao pill. As a result, the elder of Fenglei sword clan directly hit the gate..."

"Now there is a rumor in the city that bumiejianzong deliberately delayed his support and wanted to destroy Meilin with the help of those mysterious enemies, so as not to threaten bumiejianzong when he grew up."

"Some people even say that the so-called mysterious enemy is the immortal sword sect pretending to be..."

"On that day, all the 16 strong Kendo men of the investigation team who were saved by Meilin went to visit Meilin and said that they would be willing to give impetus to Meilin as long as they were in Baiyun city for one day."

"Tut Tut, it's a mess in the city anyway."

"The mysterious masked woman in the Organizing Committee of the sword conference was startled. It is said that she will personally investigate this matter..."

Qian Qian's bamboo tube is like pouring beans. She talks a lot.

Lin Beichen a listen, can imagine the chaos outside.

"That bottle of Xuanmiao pill..."

Lin Beichen's focus has always been special.

Qianqian on the spot with a smile: "I let the light sauce stealthy picked up..."

"Squeak squeak."

The silver haired rat light sauce raised its claws and held a green bottle with a flattering smile.

???????。

"Well done."

Lin Beichen took the bottle and opened it.

There is a miniature Xuanwen array in it. Seven pills the size of scarlet longan are quietly placed in it, releasing a faint fragrance.

He put it away, ready to go back and hang it on the idle fish to sell.

Seeing this scene, Yin Shan, a beautiful young martial uncle on one side, thinks that Xiao Binggan came back from Qixing Jujian building two days ago to pack up his meals. These days, however, it's not polite for anyone to invite him to dinner. Every time he finishes eating, he still takes back big and small bags

These are all talents

.

Time flies.

Another day passed.

New news came.

The mysterious woman of the organizing committee killed three mysterious enemies and retreated.

It's a pity that the other party is very tough. After being caught, he immediately ends up with himself. There is no skeleton left, so he doesn't find any clue.

But the way out of Baiyun city is clear.

Some of the strong Kendo watchers left for the first time.

Who knows if the mysterious enemy will make a comeback.

Although it is extremely rare to have a wonderful sword conference, small life is more important.

The 16 strong swordsmen who threatened to be driven by Meilin also left eight of them.

"Yes, I swore that as long as I was in Baiyun City, I would be encouraged by Mr. Mei, but now I'm leaving..."

"I have an eight year old child and a 300 year old mother..."

"I don't thank you for your kindness, so I won't thank you."

This is the explanation of some of the Kendo strongmen who left.

However, in any case, the situation in the city has stabilized for the time being.

So the sword conference continues.

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The fourth day.

In spring, Yang and Fang rise.

The sound of birds in the four fields, mixed Ying full of Fangdian, Spring Festival Gala green field show, mountain high Baiyun hoard.

The second round of the sword Conference opened.

With the last experience, this time Hu mei'er didn't give Lin Beichen a chance to sleep until noon. When the sun was rising, she rushed into his bedroom and ran out screaming.

After a while, Lin Beichen put on his clothes and came out.

"I'm usually naked. I sleep."

He said angrily, "what do you see?"

Although Hu mei'er is handsome, licking the dog, fanatical and unrestrained, but after all, she is a big yellow girl, a pretty little face like being splashed with red paint, just cover her face and dare not speak.

"I see it all."

Lin Beichen's face was as gray as death and said, "I'm out of line... I can't live."

"No... it's not that serious. You're a man. You..."

Usually unruly wayward pepper, this time stutters.

"I don't care. You have to make it up to me."

Lin Beichen said fiercely: "it's not polite to come here. You don't have to dress for me. It's fair."

"Bah, you... Bullshit."

Little pepper also generally left.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Lin Beichen just laughed.

When he had finished packing, he came to the hospital

At Jianfeng, the draw was over.

"This time we've got Ziyang Jianzong."

Seeing Lin Beichen, the eldest martial sister Xu Wan made an excuse and pretended to come to say hello at will.

"[Ziyang sword sect]? It seems to have an impression. "

Lin Beichen opened his treasured notebook and turned the page to find it.

A moment later, he nodded: "found it."

"What did you find?"

Yan Ruyu also side head to ask a way.

She saw the name of xuanming, the descendant of Ziyang Jianzong, on the notebook, with a horizontal bar at the back.

Besides, there are other names.

For example, there is the name of Merlin.

However, after Merlin's name, there is a word "Zheng" and a horizontal bar.

"Oh, my account book. It has xuanming's name on it."

Lin Beichen carefully closed his notebook and said, "these people above owe me a debt."

Seeing Yan Ruyu's puzzled expression, Lin Beichen patiently said, "it's a way of keeping accounts in my hometown. If you owe one account, it's a horizontal bar. If you owe five, it's a" positive "word, and so on."

Yan Ruyu was very curious and said, "xuanming and Meilin owe you money?"

"It's not money."

Lin Beichen explained solemnly: "before xuanming, he said to me in the seven star sword building. As for Meilin, the goods ignored me at first, then ignored me, and finally mocked me. So I wrote down six accounts. When I get the chance, I'll settle with them."

Yan Ruyu doesn't know.

"The Pope of your temple, so careful?"

She couldn't help laughing.

Lin Beichen put the notebook together and said, "Hey, I'm small-minded, but I'm big in other places."

"You..."

As an old woman, Yan Ruyu obviously misunderstood something and ignored him directly.

The "red paint" on Hu Meier's face just went down. When she saw that her master and elder martial sister were talking, she couldn't recognize her and said, "where is the big one?"

Lin Beichen said: "big head."

Hu mei'er looked at Lin Beichen's head suspiciously and said, "it's not very big either."

Just then, on Jianfeng, a big fight has begun.

It's not that friends don't get together.

The immortal sword clan is against the wind thunder sword clan.

Two top Kendo forces who fell out just a few days ago are going to be on lunjian peak today.

Merlin, who had broken her arm, also appeared on the floating pumice seat, with no expression on her face and no idea what she was thinking.

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