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Chapter 1230 sensible and ignorant

The Sword Lord actually crushed the [Lord of Ore]?

Incredible.

The guy who was born as a pariah bit the master.

Some old gods with a sense of superiority felt offended, felt the crisis, and were angry, but they were powerless. They couldn't help but lament that times have changed.

And more people were shocked by the rapid growth of Jian Xiaoyao's strength.

How long did it take for him to go from being an unknown contestant to becoming one of the five most powerful gods in the world of gods today?

Less than two months.

This is simply a miracle.

Even the original Father of the Gods did not rise at such a speed of light, right?

The battle between the Sword Temple and the Ore Lord finally came to an end that Lin Beichen was unilaterally satisfied with, through the mediation of the Archon Lord Lan, and the Ore Lord's compromise compensation.

The Sword Temple won a great victory.

After this battle, Jian Xiaoyao and the Sword Temple became powerful in the divine world.

All parties are increasingly afraid to take any action against 'Beichen Pharmaceutical' and Qinglei. Even the major god-level existences have ceased their activities and have acquiesced in the independent rise of 'Beichen Pharmaceutical'.

Sword Temple, apse.

Zhizhizhi.

In the bedroom of the Sword Master God, the wooden bed creaked and swayed all afternoon like a boat rocking back and forth with the waves.

My lord, why not use a more stable bed?

Faced with Qing Lei's question, Lin Beichen's explanation was that such a bed would be more immersive and atmospheric.

Until later the bed was shaken down.

Lin Beichen crawled out of the quilt while cursing.

"What a bullshit. The five great master builders under the Lord of Fire, Bane, this piece of shit, the bed he made is too shabby... He still wants to make a sword for me, just wait another ten years."

Yesterday, Bane, the divine forger under the Lord of Fire, volunteered to come to the door and begged to forge a sword for Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen suspected that this dog spirit was mentally ill, so he first asked him to build a bed to see how good it was.

Poor the divine builder Bane, he usually builds all kinds of artifacts, but now in order to defeat Ban Yang and prove himself, he was forced to build a bed.

But I could only hold my nose and agree.

Who would have known that the bed built according to the requirements would be disliked by the Forest Lord God.

It is really the sorrow of the God-maker.

Qing Lei was wrapped in a blue bed curtain and got out of the collapsed bed.

The delicate collarbone is as delicate as white jade, the wet hair sticks to the snow-white neck, and there is a faint pink on the face that has not faded after being extremely satisfied...

"How about changing to another bed and continuing?"

She was panting slightly.

I don't know why, but I feel a little sad in my heart.

It's as if the one I love is about to leave.

So I want to do my best to satisfy my sweetheart.

Lin Beichen held his waist with his hands, his throat was a little dry, and said: "Ah, I suddenly realized...love cannot be limited to love between men and women...Shangbao, let's wash up and go see An An.

"

An An is still in the temple of Guo Lord God.

After Lin Beichen became the main god, he negotiated several times.

But no matter what the conditions, Guo Lord God never relented and refused to let An An leave. Today, he is still practicing in Guo Guo Temple with dozens of other little girls.

Qing Lei also goes to see her daughter every three days.

"good."

She smiled softly, wrapped herself in the bed tent and stood up.

Of course she is very happy that her sweetheart can remember her daughter.

The wind blew and ruffled her long hair.

The graceful body has clear curves outlined by the tight-fitting bed tent, flat belly, slender waist, slender and round legs, towering peaks...

Lin Beichen looked at it and couldn't help but rub his waist.

What a good girl Feihan.

I didn’t expect that my physical body with the level of [Diamond Sword Bone], an invincible stick technique, and rich fighting experience would be unable to do what I wanted, and my soup would turn into clear water...

It can be seen that the saying that Wenwen Township is a Tomb of Heroes makes a lot of sense.

At the same time, Lin Beichen was also wondering about another thing.

Why didn’t the woman with whom he had the closest and most intimate relationship ever have the fruit of love?

The reason why Lord of the Sword of Revenge was unable to conceive before may have something to do with her divine physique, but now Qinglei is an ordinary woman in the divine world, so why is there no movement in her belly?

Could it be that it’s my seed?

Soon, the two of them changed their clothes.

Under the leadership of Qing Lei, we came all the way to Guo Temple.

The old divine master Wu Jiu looked at Lin Beichen with complicated eyes, but he finally led the two of them to meet An An.

"Dad Sword."

When An An saw Lin Beichen, she jumped and screamed excitedly, and rushed directly into his arms. She hugged Lin Beichen's neck tightly with her arms and kissed him on the face.

"An'an is good."

Lin Beichen hugged the little girl, and felt a warm feeling in his heart, like being healed, and all the intrigues and fighting fatigue in the God Realm these past few days were swept away.

He took out the small gift he had prepared.

There are snacks, beautiful clothes, and little toys that girls like.

"Thank you, Dad Jian."

Little An'an put her arms around Lin Beichen's neck again, and came over with her red little mouth and said "MUA".

Lin Beichen touched the little guy's head.

At this time, from the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Qianxuan, who was also less than ten years old, standing timidly aside.

The little girl was like an abandoned orphan, looking at the interaction between Lin Beichen and An An with envy in her eyes, with a hint of grievance and expectation, but when she noticed Lin Beichen's gaze, she looked like a frightened little quail.

Likewise, his body trembled slightly, and he immediately lowered his head and looked at his toes.

Lin Beichen felt sad for no reason.

In fact, his heart is also very soft.

Especially when dealing with children.

"Xiao Qianxuan, come here quickly, your father asked me to bring a gift..." Lin Beichen waved and said with a smile.

"Really?"

At this moment, the little girl's eyes burst out with bright light, and then slowly dimmed, and she said hesitantly: "Then why doesn't Dad come to see me in person?"

"Because dad is very busy and is doing something big."

Lin Beichen weaves white lies.

He took out the gift specially prepared for Qin Qianxuan in advance.

The little girl's father, Qin Shou, had gone nowhere since he was expelled from the Qin family for molesting his father's concubine. He disappeared completely into the God Realm like a wisp of air.

He has never visited his daughter.

Since the death of his wife Chu Hanlan, he seems to have forgotten that he still has a daughter struggling to live in this world.

Although Lin Beichen looked down upon this ruthless guy, he couldn't bear to hurt the heart of Qin Qianxuan, a sensible child, so he had been prepared for it.

The little girl believed it immediately.

Because of all the gifts that An An received, she also received a share.

"Uncle Jian, when will dad finish his work and come to see me?" Xiao Qianxuan took the gift and hugged it tightly in her arms. She raised her head and looked at Lin Beichen with her big black eyes expectantly, waiting for a destiny.

Impossible answer.

"Wait until dad is done."

Lin Beichen touched Xiao Qianxuan's head and said, "Don't worry, he will definitely come."

"Well, I will stay here obediently, not noisy, obedient, and not let dad worry." Xiao Qianxuan nodded heavily and said, "Uncle Jian, tell my dad that I miss him very much, and I miss him too."

Grandparents, grandparents."

Qing Lei on the side couldn't help turning her face away after hearing such words, for fear that the little girl would see her crying.


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