The new magic stick Lin Beichen version 1.0 is officially launched.
He started talking and startled himself.
Because the voice has changed.
Out of ten sounds, only three thirds are your original timbre.
The other seven points are some kind of strange metal resonance sound that vaguely carries the emotionless and pretentious style of a goddess overlooking the common people.
For believers, this is the natural result of the will of the omnipotent Lord of Swords coming to Lin Beichen's body and occupying Lin Beichen's body.
The Lin Beichen in front of him was no longer a mortal.
But God.
This unparalleledly beautiful body contains the will of the Lord of the Sword.
"Greetings to my god."
"The glory of my crown is my life."
The citizens and soldiers all worshiped Lin Beichen deeply.
ha?
This is the feeling, so refreshing.
Lin Beichen has completely found the feeling of a magic stick.
Slowly open your arms.
The light of the silver sword wings slowly unfolded behind him, one after another, and the indescribable surging divine power, like an endless sea of stars, covered the entire temple square and radiated towards Yunmeng City.
Lin Beichen entered the state.
"I am God."
He spoke again.
The strange 'God Fan'er' accent echoed in the void.
His figure slowly floated up, and the light of God spread across the heaven and earth.
Accompanied by the singing of Priest Qin, Ye Weiyang and other beauty priests, Lin Beichen's whole body, every skin, every pore, even his chrysanthemums and nose hairs, were filled with sacred, solemn, pure and clear beauty.
Shinto breath.
"You are all my loyal followers."
Lin Shengun waved his hand.
Chu Hen, Pan Weimin, Liu Qihai, Wu Fenggu, Yang Chenzhou and others who were tied to the stake had their metal mysterious chains broken instantly.
Plop, plop.
The people who were tied up like rice dumplings and had their profound energy sealed away were caught off guard and fell to the ground one by one in the standard posture of a dog eating shit.
Low in the sky.
No one noticed that Lin Beichen, who was emitting thousands of divine lights, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Eh?
My hand slipped.
The first time I used my divine power, I miscalculated and failed to hold it up.
Lao Chu, I'm sorry.
He waved his hand again.
The chains tied to Chu Hen and others broke and fell.
"This kid Lin Beichen has actually been possessed by the will of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian. He is really lucky. When we look back..."
Chu Hen patted the dust on his body and grinned subconsciously.
Before he finished speaking, Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai, who were next to him, couldn't help but press his head, kneel him on the ground, and kowtow.
"Don't talk nonsense. Your Majesty will show you the Holy Spirit, kowtow and that's it."
"That's right, do you think you are facing Lin Beichen now? Wrong. Big mistake. That is the great master of swords, Jun Mian."
Pan Weimin and Liu Qihai knelt on the ground, kowtowing and lecturing Chu Hen in a low voice.
Chu Hen was excited, immediately corrected his mentality, and kowtowed honestly.
Every now and then, the smashed stone slabs made a clanging sound.
"See my God."
While talking about the past and present, he kowtowed loudly and shouted the god's trumpet.
But his heart was broken.
Lin Beichen was actually chosen to become the apostle of God.
Then his previous behavior of slandering Lin Beichen as an 'evil from outside', wasn't it a joke and a farce?
While he kowtowed to Lin Beichen, he secretly vomited blood in his heart.
Wu Shangyan and Mo Xiaoxiang died in vain.
The beating that Bai Haiqin and himself received was in vain.
Lin Beichen had already been counted out to death, but now...
Stop thinking about how to bring down Lin Beichen to death.
This matter is no longer important.
Talking about the past and present, my mood is like that of Xu Xian who cheated on Xiaoqing. He just wants to hold the thigh of Lin Beichen, the "white lady", and say timidly: Please listen to my explanation!
However, Lin Beichen had no intention of talking to him now.
"soldiers."
Lin Shengun spoke again: "Release those innocent people."
He was referring to Xiao Binggan, Wang Xinyu, Zhou Keer, Lin Xueyin and their family members, as well as many students from the Third Academy and other people who were deliberately implicated by Tan Gujin.
The experts of the investigation team, without the slightest suspicion, immediately rushed over and removed the shackles from these people.
Who dares to disobey God’s will?
"Soldiers, show your loyalty to my warrior and uncover the hidden evildoers."
Lin Beichen pointed to somewhere in the temple again.
The elite soldiers stood up instantly and rushed towards the direction he pointed like a swarm.
After a while, four people including Cao Potian, Dongfang Zhan, Mu Yucun and Zheng Shuo were dragged out of the treatment center.
Their bodies were all contaminated with the aura of evil spirits from outside the world, and they were identified by the soldiers as the evil referred to by His Majesty the Lord of Swords.
"My God, Eternal... please have mercy on me and remove the evil poison from our bodies."
Cao Potian was already dying, but when he was illuminated by the divine light, he suddenly felt comfortable. He got up and saluted and begged with great hope.
He felt that the time had come for him to be saved.
"In your body, there is the energy of evil spirits from outside the world, coming from your own heart. You are a believer of evil spirits. You are beyond redemption and cannot turn back. You must be punished."
Lin Beichen continued to speak in a 'shenfan'er' accent, opened his mouth, and directly labeled Cao Potian as an evil believer. He shook his head and said, "Someone, send this evil believer to the stake."
"No, no, no..."
Cao Potian wailed in horror and struggled hard: "Your Majesty, you are wrong. I am your loyal believer. I am willing to dedicate everything to you. Please, save me, save me! I was wronged.
Yes, I was really wronged..."
But the soldiers beside him, who were holding back their energy and wanted to show off in front of God, paid no attention to his pleas. They rushed forward and tied the little golden retriever directly to the stake in two or two strokes.
If this is said from someone else's mouth, there may be room for change.
But if it comes from the mouth of a god, who will listen to his excuse?
The next moment, Dongfang Zhan, Mu Yucun and Zheng Shuo also met the same end.
"Your Majesty, I was only slightly injured. The demonic energy entered my body. It's just a slight injury..."
"No, I don't want to die."
"Spare your life, spare your life, Your Majesty, I confess that I am guilty. I should not have secretly plotted to murder Lin Beichen with Cao Potian. It was all Cao Potian's idea. He tricked us into drinking forbidden medicinal wine and taught us forbidden techniques...
…”
The three of them were struggling and wailing like crazy.
But Zheng Shuo's words instantly made everyone present feel surprised and took it for granted.
You see, you don't bring it upon yourself.
Cao Potian, the evil bastard, was indeed behind this.
Lin Beichen was indeed wronged.
The great Lord of Swords is omniscient and has seen all this a long time ago.
And this way...
Some people subconsciously looked at Bai Haiqin, Cao Potian's master.
The apprentice is a believer in the devil, what about the master?
call out!
Bai Haiqin was already like a dead dog, dying. At this moment, he didn't know where the strength was. He suddenly stood up, turned into a stream of light, and was about to fly out of the square...
He wants to escape.
He was defeated by Lin Beichen before, which was extremely painful, but even if he wanted to die, he was not afraid.
But at this time, Cao Potian was judged to be an evil believer, so as a master, he was a huge suspect - in fact, he knew very well that it was not a suspicion, but a fact.
And once this secret is discovered, the consequences will definitely be more terrifying than death.
But the situation has changed.
How could he escape?
Before Lin Beichen could even open his mouth, the masters and strong men in the army took action to intercept him.
Bai Haiqin was defeated at the hands of Lin Beichen before. She was seriously injured. The profound energy in her body was in chaos. Her strength was at a loss. She was quickly captured by the masters of the Hai'anwei army.
"Lin Beichen, you are taking revenge for personal gain."
Bai Haiqin still wants to struggle.
Lin Beichen looked down from a high position and said calmly: "I am God, the selfless Duke, and you are the incarnation of the evil spirit from outside the world. Only by enduring the gift of burning your body in the burning stake, the blazing flames of light, can you wash away your dirty sins.
"
Bai Haiqin was startled.
etc.
Something seems wrong.
I am obviously a believer in the devil.
Why did he directly become the incarnation of evil?
Isn’t God omniscient?
Lin Beichen didn't recognize my true identity?
Bai Haiqin's heart immediately emerged with a pale and bold guess that shocked him.
At the same time, the wolf-like sergeant rushed up and tied Bai Haiqin to the stake.
Bai Haiqin struggled to escape and yelled desperately: "No, Lin Beichen, you are a false god, you... fake..."
He realized that there were huge flaws in the arrival of the Lord of Sword today.
"He is pretending. It is not true. Don't be fooled by him. The Lord of Sword's arrival just now was a lie. It was a lie..."
Bai Haiqin struggled and roared.
But no one listened to him at all.
No matter how sincere and excited he behaves, he will only be regarded as the tricks and methods of evil spirits from outside the world.
I really can’t shed tears until I see the coffin.
At this time, you actually dare to slander the great Lord of Swords, Your Majesty.
Snap!
The slap was loud.
"You evil monster, how dare you bark?"
Meng Beihe, the leading general of Hai'an Guard, scolded angrily, raised his hand and slapped Bai Haiqin with a few slaps, knocking out one of Bai Haiqin's teeth, and then blocked his mouth with a rough black iron ball.
He is the top military leader who led the army to rescue this time.
Originally, I should have listened to my orders and talked about the past and present.
But he didn't want to meet the Lord God. As a swordsman, under the order of talking about ancient and modern times, he actually fired cannons and arrows at the apostles of the gods. It can be said to be a grave sin. Apart from being shocked and angry, he was holding back a belly of anger when he heard that Bai Haiqin, an extraterrestrial evil spirit.
, dare to be so arrogant and falsely accuse the apostle of God, and are even more merciless.
Poor Bai Haiqin, walking around the nine provinces of the Beihai Empire with the aura of one of the three famous swords of Baiyun City, when did he ever receive such humiliating punishment?
But no matter how angry he was, it would not help.
All the tricks that allowed us to dominate in the past are useless.
"Uh huh, huh huh..."
Bai Haiqin struggled desperately.
But no one paid any attention to him.
at this time--
"Do you feel the unspeakable feeling now?"
Lin Beichen's message rang in Bai Haiqing's mind.
This time, his voice was normal, without any metallic resonance.
His pupils suddenly shrank, his heart beat wildly, and he stared at Lin Beichen.
The change in the voice made Bai Haiqin realize that his guess was correct.
At this time, Lin Beichen was not a god at all.
He is really fake!
"Uh huh huh..."
Bai Haiqin struggled desperately, but because the ball was stuffed in her mouth, any sound she made was a whimper like a dying dog.
"Haha, it's useless. They won't believe anything you say. Don't waste your efforts. I use my divine power to transmit my voice. No one can find it...Bai Haiqin, I just want to kill you. Haha, just wait.
Die."
Lin Beichen continued to transmit messages.
Bai Haiqin stared at him with extremely vicious eyes.
But Lin Beichen no longer paid attention to it.
He raised his hand and pointed.
Among the crowd, Lin Zhennan, who was quietly crawling back, could no longer hide himself.
"Catch him."
Meng Beihe, who was eager to make meritorious deeds, immediately waved his hand.
The Hai'an guards rushed forward like wolves and tigers, like a lion chasing a hyena, and easily dragged Lin Zhennan and the other Lin clan members out of the crowd.
"Beichen, spare your life, don't kill me..."
Lin Zhennan knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "I am your uncle. I was deceived by Bai Haiqin. I am willing to testify. I can be guilty and meritorious. I..."
"kill."
Lin Beichen said coldly and ruthlessly.
He has no feelings for this person at all.
Not to mention his uncle, even his uncle who was related by blood, since he harbored such great malice towards him, he had to take this opportunity to kill him, so as not to leave any trouble.
The weeds are cut without removing their roots, but they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
Whoosh!
The sword flashed.
Meng Beihe personally wielded his sword and beheaded Lin Zhennan.
The human head rolled down into a pool of blood.
Lin Beichen's heart felt like still water.
His eyes swept over some other Lin clan members.
These are all the confidants who followed Lin Zhennan secretly. They also played an important role in the attack on Lao Zhan Tianhou Mansion.
"Kill them all."
Lin Beichen's voice was as cold as ice.
Swish, brush, brush!
The sword light flashed.
Heads rolled down one by one.
Lin Zhennan's closest confidants were wiped out in one fell swoop.
Lin Beichen was still calm.
Mother.
I seem to be a little perverted now.
Lin Beichen reflected on himself in his heart.
But he doesn't know why he has become so hard-hearted now.
It was as if he was used to killing.
Seeing a dead person is as casual as seeing a piece of grass broken by the roadside.
"Am I affected by the power of the Lord of the Sword? According to legend, gods are aloof and ruthless beings... Could it be related to the power of spiritual cultivation?"
On earth, ancient Chinese Qi practitioners also have a saying that they are too great to forget their feelings.
With this in mind, Lin Beichen finally looked at Tan Gujin.
The latter was kneeling, feeling the eyes looking down at him, and his heart suddenly trembled.
"My God, I..."
Talking about ancient and modern times, I have already thought of my words of defense.
He believed that he could definitely take it out.
After all, I am not Bai Haiqin, I have no direct connection with the evil spirits outside the world, and I have never been directly contaminated by these evil powers. Even the gods cannot blame myself.
From the beginning to the end, I was trying to deal with the evil spirits from outside the world, but I just chose the wrong target.
Sin does not lead to death.
However, Lin Beichen refused to give him a chance to defend himself.
"You are also an evil demon from outside the world."
The most terrifying big hat was pulled off, and it was smashed so much that people from ancient times to the present were shaken to their core.
"No, I'm not, I..."
He defended loudly and horrified.
This is a matter of principle.
Why would gods distort the truth on such a principled issue?
wrong.
Something is wrong.
In his mind, he suddenly recalled Bai Haiqin's words when he was struggling and yelling. A terrible guess emerged in his mind, and he was shocked to the point of almost cardiac arrest.
Could it be that this god was also faked by Lin Beichen?
First there is transfiguration.
Is there any counterfeiting in the future?
What kind of existence is this that can actually do such a thing?
Could it be the legendary great demon who has arrived in his true form from the void outside the sky?
"Everyone can find evil spirits outside the world and kill them...send him to the stake."
Lin Beichen promulgated the decree in the air.
Meng Beihe took matters into his own hands, tied up Tan Gujin and dragged him towards the stake.
Having been defeated at the hands of Lin Beichen before, his cultivation in ancient and modern times was half-destroyed and he was unable to resist at all.
"No, I'm not, General Meng, listen to me...I really am not, I...listen to my explanation..."
When talking about the past and present, his expression was excited, as if he was crazy, and he wanted to defend something loudly.
Meng Beihe sneered and said sarcastically: "Explain? Just save it. No demon from outside the world has ever taken the initiative to admit that I, the general, have seen people like you..."
Talking about ancient and modern times.
His heart instantly fell into the icy abyss.
Don't argue with anyone.
He now felt the suffocating despair of those who had been plotted by him, forced into desperate situations, unable to refute, and unable to clear themselves up.
"No, Meng Jiangjun, listen to me, it's really wrong. You were deceived. It's fake..."
The more impatient and frightened he became, the more unclear he became.
The perfect color that I was usually proud of was of no use at this time.
"Noisy."
Meng Beihe struck again and slapped Tan Gujin's face with his palm like a hammer, knocking out all his teeth and shattering his cheek bones.
The rough black ball of the mouth was directly inserted with a chain.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."
Talking about ancient and modern times, he struggled wildly, screamed, and made his final death struggle.
But I saw blood overflowing from the edge of the burst lip, dyeing the black ball of the mouth red, but I could no longer say any complete words.
He was completely in despair.
Soon, Tan Gujin was tied up with iron ropes and burned at the stake.
"Uh huh..."
He looked at Lin Beichen and let out a sob, his eyes full of pleading.
This high-ranking first administrator, who had single-handedly stirred up the catastrophe in Yunmeng City, couldn't wait to regret it at this moment and lowered his tall head, crying and begging for mercy. The pleading in his eyes was like a beggar.
Like a wild dog.
If I could give him another chance, I would swear that I would never provoke Lin Beichen again.
Even if he knew that Lin Beichen was really an evil demon from outside the world, he would still stay away.
No.
Even if he is asked to be Lin Beichen's dog, he is willing.
He couldn't speak and could only silently plead with Lin Beichen over and over again with his eyes.
However, what he got in exchange was Lin Beichen's cold eyes.
Lin Shengun's heart did not waver at all.
After a while.
The victims have been tied to the nine burning stakes.
"Execution!"
Priest Qin said loudly.
Under normal circumstances, clergy would preside over the execution at the stake.
The girl priests, with calm faces and sacred and solemn expressions, gently threw the burning torches into the pile of pyre that was doused with kerosene around the stake.
For them, this is a sacred ritual.
boom!
Nine flames burned blazingly, and the flames rose into the sky.
"ah……"
"No, spare my life..."
"Ah, mom!"
The ruthless tongue of fire licked the body of the tortured person.
Dongfang Zhan and others wailed and cried.
The huge fear and pain caused them to have a mental breakdown in an instant.
Bai Haiqin and Tan Gujin struggled wildly, but to no avail.
The black iron ball stuffed in their mouths prevented them from even wailing even though they roared at the top of their lungs.
Talking about ancient and modern times, I never dreamed that the execution place he carefully prepared would eventually become their burial place. The high-burning firewood and kerosene he ordered to prepare specially would be used by himself in this way!
As he wished, he heard the screams of being burned at the stake.
But this cry came from his subordinates, his collaborators, and...himself.
The pain of burning one's body in flames is beyond any imagination and is enough to make any victim wail uncontrollably.
In addition, the stake itself has excellent heat conduction properties.
Before the victim was dead, the torture pillar had turned into a large soldering iron due to rapid heating and heat conduction.
The pain of this kind of punishment can be imagined.
But in fact, the original intention of the burning stake was not for punishment.
It's for purification.
It is for the ultimate purification of sins and to ensure that the demons being executed are truly and completely dead, with both body and spirit completely eliminated. It is not for the purpose of deliberately torturing the victim in such a way of severe physical pain and psychological destruction.
Among the five conventional attributes of the mysterious energy of heaven and earth, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the metal represents killing, the wood represents growth, the water represents nourishment, the earth represents weight, and the fire represents destruction and purification.
For a long time, even among different gods and beliefs, flame has been considered the purest energy in the world. Any dirty and filthy things can be purified in the flame.
This is the origin of the punishment by fire.
But I have to admit that this kind of punishment is very painful.
The screams of the tortured were horrifying.
From a side perspective, it also has the effect of deterring other people.
The Master of Swords Temple simply does not use the stake.
Once used, it will be a big deal.
The place and process of the execution will also be fully disclosed, and all believers and people will be called on to come and watch the ceremony. The intention may not be to "kill the chicken and show it to the monkey".
For most believers, the wails of the tortured are more like the confession of sinners.
People knelt in the square, put their hands together, and prayed devoutly.
At this time, the female priests of the temple showed bravery and calmness that were different from ordinary people.
Separated one by one, the girls in groups of four, wearing pure white priestly robes, stood quietly in front of the burning stake with holy expressions, chanting scriptures to save these souls who unfortunately fell into the evil darkness and help them survive in the future.
You can avoid going astray in the next life.
Ye Weiyang is also among them.
The wailing of the tortured, the prayers of the spectators, the chanting of the priests...
These three completely different voices were completely integrated together in a strange way, echoing between heaven and earth, like the roar of time, like the whispers of gods, making the entire execution process filled with a religious atmosphere.
A sense of ritual and a heavy epic feel.
Lin Beichen was in it and suddenly felt in a trance, like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.
He worried day and night that if his identity was exposed, he would be burned at the stake.
Unexpectedly, this day would come and it would be me, a time traveler, who would burn the natives.
The flames licked the victim's body crazily.
The wailing finally got louder and louder.
Lin Beichen sighed in his heart.
All along, even if he slaughtered a city in Beihuang Mountain, he always believed that he was not a cruel person.
He will regret accidentally stepping on an ant.
But when he heard the talk of ancient and modern times and the wailing of Bai Haiqin and others, his heart remained indifferent.
As long as I think about it, if I can't raise enough money today to borrow the power of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Dashen, then the person who will be tied to the stake and tortured will be myself and my teacher.
Among his classmates and friends, his heart is as hard as stone.
There is a saying that goes, ‘Don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you’.
There is also a saying that goes, ‘Tit for tooth, retribution will be unpleasant’.
The wailing at the stake became smaller and smaller.
Dongfang Zhan, who had the lowest strength, Mu Yucun and Zheng Shuo were completely dead and turned into human charcoal.
Cao Potian only had his last breath left, and his body twisted slightly.
Bai Haiqin's peace talks have the strongest strength and the most tenacious vitality in ancient and modern times. Even though he has changed beyond recognition, he still roars and struggles violently.
But at this time, they wish they had no martial arts skills at all, but died faster instead of suffering such pain.
The two of them stared at Lin Beichen through the flames with hateful eyes.
Lin Beichen's eyes were calm and he responded calmly.
A full stick of incense time has passed.
The smell of meat floating in the air was gradually replaced by the smell of charcoal.
The victims at the stake finally died completely.
it's all over.
Lin Beichen felt that the divine power in his body was fading as fast as the ebb tide.
So he looked at some of the other experts in the investigation team.
These people are accomplices from ancient times to the present, and they are not good people. In the past, they used the false pretense of hunting down Lin Beichen's accomplices, causing harm to many citizens in Yunmeng City.
"My God, please spare my life."
"Your Majesty, I beg for your forgiveness."
"No, no..."
When Lin Beichen glanced at them, these people were frightened to death, their bodies were like chaff, and they cried and begged.
Talking about the deaths of ancient and modern people is vivid in my mind.
The desolation made them collapse, and they couldn't imagine what kind of nightmare they would have if they accepted such torture.
"cut."
Lin Beichen issued another decree.
He did not choose to be burned at the stake again.
Maybe it's because the main culprit is dead. As a time traveler, after all, I still can't stand this kind of torture.
Swords flashed one after another.
The execution sword was raised high and then lowered.
Heads fell directly into pools of blood.
However, in this day and night, not a single master of the investigation team who caused harm to Yunmeng City was left. They were all picked out and killed directly in the square.
On a normal day, the actions of these people may require investigation and conviction, and then go through trials, reexaminations and other procedures before a date can be selected and the execution is carried out, and in the end it may not be a death sentence.
But today, everything is different.
Lin Beichen's current state is that of an apostle of God.
The will of the sword master, Jun Mianxia, is placed in his body.
Everything he says and does represents the supreme Lord God.
Every sentence is an unshakable decree.
Every decision is a judgment beyond doubt.
A long wind blows.
The human-shaped charcoal on the stake turned into black smoke with a bang and scattered in the wind.
"Take it back."
Lin Beichen looked at Meng Beihe and slowly landed towards the ground.
Meng Beihe led two thousand elite soldiers, and after saluting the great god in his heart once again, he immediately evacuated Yunmeng City in compliance with the decree and returned to the Hai'an Territory garrison.
Lin Beichen fell to the ground.
Countless eyes focused on him.
At this time——
Ding dong.
A familiar voice came from the mobile phone.
"Time's up." Jian Xue's nameless white-legged avatar flashed, and a WeChat message came: "Are you done?"
Lin Beichen squinted his eyes and replied: "I'm fine."
"How's it going? Little brother, are you satisfied with the service this time? Hehehe, you don't know, I paid a huge price in order to invite the Master of the Sword, Lord Jun. Alas, I almost gave my body to you and betrayed my appearance.
...but you don’t have to worry too much. My sister is such a warm-hearted and chivalrous intern goddess. So don’t be polite. If you have any needs in the future, you can come to me at any time. I will definitely make you feel like you are at home.
."
The message sent by Jian Xue Wuming contained unabashed pride.
Promise yourself?
Could it be that the Lord of Swords actually likes to play with Lily?
Tsk tsk tsk!
This orientation is very interesting.
Lin Beichen subconsciously thought of another piece of information——
No wonder all the clergy in the Lord of Swords' temple are women, not a single man. Moreover, these clergy are either the most beautiful woman in full bloom like Chief Priest Qin, or the delicate and pure developing girl like Ye Weiyang.
Little beauty.
That's the reason.
In the dead of night, how did Master Qin and the others sacrifice and pray?
Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel evil in his heart.
As for Jian Xue Wuming’s so-called ‘ancient road hot intestine’?
Warm up the hammer.
It's not just about the money.
This time, I am afraid that at least 100,000 of the 300,000 gold coins that the Lord of the Sword, Lord Jun, was asked to pay for, will fall into the hands of Jian Xue Wuming, the dog goddess... Lin Beichen dared to bet with his 18-year-old brother that the dog goddess would not take kickbacks.
Absolutely impossible.
This time it was urgent to obey the authority, and people had to bow their heads under the eaves.
If money can be taken away from me so easily next time, I will never buy instant noodles without seasoning packets.
With his thoughts settled, Lin Beichen said: "Okay, let me contact you if I have something to do."
Closed WeChat directly.
The next moment, he felt as if his soul was being pulled away.
Damn it.
Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy.
Lin Beichen was shocked.
Jianxue Wuming, a dog goddess, did not say that she would have such sequelae like a concussion when she was pulled away after being fucked by a god.
An unexpected dizziness caused Lin Beichen's vision to go dark, and he fell forward softly.
There were exclamations in my ears.
Someone is approaching quickly.
Lin Beichen subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him forward.
Then an unprecedented soft and elastic feeling came from the palm of my hand.
what?
Lin Beichen pinched it subconsciously.
Semicircle?
It seems a bit difficult to hold one hand.
Just when he was vaguely wondering if the two hands were together, a belated exclamation of surprise sounded out. The voice was a bit familiar, and then Lin Beichen felt as if he was being held by someone's arm.
Get up and drag forward.
At the same time, a refreshing and refreshing fragrance hit your nose.
I seem to have smelled this fragrance somewhere before.
By the way, isn't this the fragrance that occasionally comes out of Chief Priest Qin?
Lin Beichen suddenly realized something, and his mind became more and more groggy. The sequelae of being possessed by a god completely broke out, and then he lost consciousness and fell into endless darkness...
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8500 words, four chapters in length, plus today’s first update, a total of about 11,000 words, five chapters in length.