Chapter 1127

"Do you feel hopeless?"

Pan Duoqing looks at Lin Beichen and can't wait to appreciate Lin Beichen's crazy expression.

Others also looked at Lin Beichen sympathetically.

Such a result almost announced ahead of time.

I'm afraid the title of Jian Xiaoyao is going to change.

"Dumb brother, ignore him..."

Han Luoxue, a tavern girl, comforts Lin Beichen very pale.

Xiangyan priest sighed and said: "in fact, sometimes, when you experience some setbacks and tribulations, you will better sharpen your will, as long as you put your own mind right..."

"Brother, you... You... You don't have to... Take it too seriously."

Fat tiger stammered: "really... No... if not, i... I'll admit it for you... It's... Brain damage."

Golden giant lizard has been hiding far away for fear of being caught by Lin Beichen.

At this time, Lin Beichen's heart was like Xu's dog.

This pan Duoqing is cheating, isn't he?

How can such a high degree of fit be possible?

He is not afraid to admit that he is mentally handicapped.

He was afraid of losing the 11000 stone.

After all, when I came to the divine world, I didn't get such a huge fortune at one time.

I've worked hard to make money by hunting the abyss Warcraft in the magic abyss. How can I have the pleasure of lying down and making money.

But there is one thing Xiangyan priest is right about. The fitness test is not a competition for combat strength, so Lin Beichen really doesn't have any confidence at this time, so he can really get 100 fitness.

What shall I do?

Lin Da Shao stood up slowly and lit another huazi.

I wonder if I can cheat with my mobile phone?

Which app in the mobile phone is suitable for the scene at this time?

His rusty brain was thinking crazily.

At this time, the hall suddenly came the sound of whips.

make love.

It's the sound of whips on people.

It's unusually clear and harsh.

Lin Beichen turned to look.

However, Xue Yu, a pudgy wax gourd, was beating him with his special envoy's whip.

"Waste, waste, useless waste."

He looked angry and said, "I was expecting you to get a prize and give it to the great Yunying God. As a result, you are so discouraged. Now you are hopeless. Killing you is useless. It's also a waste of food."

It turned out that because of the huge psychological gap, Xue Yu didn't dare to be passionate about pan. He vented all his anger on the "path of sin" with a fit of 65.

Stand where you are and don't move.

Let the whip that twinkled with the dark silver arc beat him.

A flash broken, Qin out of a bloodstain.

This is a very sad thing.

The weak and vulnerable clown, however, can abuse a strong man with amazing fighting power by relying on his so-called status.

A trace of disgust and anger flashed through Lin Beichen's eyes.

"Shut the hell up."

He roared out loud: "it's so noisy. I'm almost deafened by you."

Pudgy wax gourd slowly turned back, looking at Lin Beichen, not afraid: "what are you, dare to take care of my business?"

He's not a contestant, but a favorite of Yunying God. He doesn't have to be afraid of the so-called big devil king - what's more, it seems that Pan Duoqing will soon step on the foot and become a joke.

"How dare you talk back?"

Lin Beichen's body moves, and immediately appears in front of Xue Yu.

Pop.

Give me a slap.

Xue Yu's short and fat body turned into a fat top on the spot.

make love.

Lin Beichen slaps Xue Yu a few times. Xue Yu's face is swollen like a pig's head.

First, find an excuse to clean up the pudgy wax gourd, which has long been unpleasant to look at. Let's have a good breath.

Xue Yu looked at Lin Beichen bitterly and said, "how dare you hit me? You are a member of the Lord of the humble sword. You are inferior to ants. Do you know what you are doing? "

"How dare you slander the great lord of the sword?"

In a rage, Lin Beichen jumped up and hit him with a fist: "die for me."

Poof.

Xue Yu's head was directly smashed into his chest.

A faint bright red liquid spurted from the broken cervical spine.

Bang.

The squat body fell on the street.

All the noise is gone.

"Ah... I feel great."

Lin Beichen's palm boomed with a fire, clearing all the blood.

After killing an inhumane son of a bitch, his mood was a lot better.

In the whole process, from the beginning to the end, sin path stood quietly on one side without any action.

Ming Ruo, the great God, sitting high on the throne of God, did not express anything.

But the others in the hall were numb.

This sword is carefree. It's estimated that he was angry with Xue Yu and killed the favorite Minister of Yunying God. The name of the great devil is worthy of his reputation. He's really a cruel man.

But there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

"You don't have to delay."

Pan Duoqing seized the opportunity to sneer and sneer: "I know I will lose, but I blame others... Ha ha, is this what you call the pattern? What a poor joke. "

Lin Beichen looks at him and goes to the tower of justice.

Try it first.

I'm afraid of a loser.

Pan Duoqing's complacent radian appeared in the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said, "if you take the initiative to admit defeat, I can let you go, and you don't have to admit that you are mentally handicapped."

Everyone was surprised when they heard the words.

A lot of tolerance?

This is not pan Duoqing's style.

But a few people understood pan Duoqing's intention at once.

It seems like a free sword, but in fact, it is more vicious.

On the premise of a certain victory, the so-called "let you go" is actually a more terrible humiliation.

The so-called "God"

It's just like that.

If Jian Xiaoyao really admits defeat, he will become a joke and be nailed on the stigma pillar. He will never have any chance to wash away the stigma in his life.

Lin Beichen steps slowly.

"You asked me, what is despair?"

He did not return to the tunnel: "Pan Duoqing, you will know."

With that, I came to the tower of justice.

A wisp of dark red dense, from the tower body flow out, will Lin Beichen package, drag into the tower.

……

"Why? Is this inside the tower? It's really a small world space. "

There is an endless void around.

Regardless of the top and bottom, there is no southeast, northwest.

One by one flashing red light spots, just like the distant red stars.

A hundred meters away, it's like a mountain. In the void, it's a huge projection of the immortal helmet.

"The smell of helmet projection seems to be a little familiar..."

Lin Beichen had a very absurd feeling——

The breath from the projection of the immortal helmet is very similar to the breath of the waster God's boxing ring he got from the Guo Lord God.

No, we can't even use the word "similar.".

It's as like as two peas.

What's the matter?

Is it an illusion?

But he soon found out that it was not an illusion.

Because in the next moment, the huge projection of the immortal helmet shrank rapidly, and then it vibrated intimately. Like a child who saw his own father, he drew a beautiful arc in the void and rushed to Lin Beichen with a direct "cheer".

"Ah, this..."

Lin Beichen reaches out his hand subconsciously.

The projection of the immortal helmet appears in the hand

He even rolled happily in Lin Beichen's arms.

wait?

It's not like a projection?

It has a clear touch.

It feels real.

Ah?

It's like the real immortal helmet is in my arms.

Is this the process of "fit" testing?

Did everyone go through the same process before entering here?

It's weird.

"By the way, why don't you see the projection of the secret plan of Dahuang meteorite?"

Lin Beichen subconsciously looked around in the void.

Then he suddenly saw a hair floating in the void about ten meters away.

A curly, black hair that is thick at one end and thin at the other.

It's about a finger long.

"Tut... This hair."

Lin Beichen felt very strange: "is this also one of the tools used to test 'fit'? But it doesn't look very serious

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