Lin Beichen was a little annoyed by the noise, so he stopped and said: "Don't push me, I'll kill you."
Turtle:——————
"you……"
The Turtle Counselor, who had landed in the Sea Clan with a status of "below a few people but above ten thousand people", was so angry that he was dizzy and looked at Lin Beichen with gritted teeth.
But when he finally noticed the fierce glint in the young man's eyes, and then thought of his cruel behavior of stabbing the corpse of 'Heilang Wuya' in the ring, he felt like a basin of ice water was poured on his head, and he finally calmed down
A lot.
"I'm here to send a note to the Yunmeng Human Race."
Turtle An quickly calmed down, took out a piece of crystal-clear emerald tortoise shell, placed it in front of Lin Beichen, and said: "The arena battle will be held in two days, so you should prepare quickly."
Arena battle?
Coming again?
Lin Beichen picked it up and took a look.
There are two paragraphs written on it.
One section is written in Hai Clan writing, which is crooked and incomprehensible.
On the other end are human characters.
After Lin Beichen finished reading, his nose was almost crooked with anger: "We have won three out of five battles. I made it very clear at the time, but we still want to fight now? Are you, the Sea Clan, still shameless?"
Seeing Lin Beichen's angry expression, Turtle felt as happy as turning over in the middle of summer.
"In the original arena battle, there was indeed a saying of 'three wins out of five', but there was also a saying of fighting to the death. You, the human race, did win the battle. We also abide by our previous agreement. I have nothing to do with you, the human race, in the past few days.
guilty."
Gui Yan regained some of his counselor's composure and said calmly: "I also hope that you humans will abide by the agreement and fight for five rounds without ending."
"You son of a bitch."
Lin Beichen sneered: "Why don't I just play word games?"
Turtle An, who was downgraded from the 'turtle son' to the 'turtle grandson' at the beginning, smiled slightly and said: "You must learn to use the rules."
"Use a hammer."
Lin Beichen said impatiently: "I've never heard of this Bishop Rong before. This bitch came out of nowhere and came to make trouble. It must be his bad idea. Go back and tell him not to cause trouble, or I'll shoot him down."
His turtle head."
"I advise you to speak politely."
Gui An sneered and said: "Bishop Rong is one of the eight bishops of Poseidon Temple in Xihaiting. He represents Poseidon Temple and is the spokesperson of Poseidon Temple walking in the world. Being rude to Bishop Rong is rude to Poseidon. Don't
We underestimate the determination and will of the Sea Tribe warriors to safeguard the glory of the Sea God."
"Oh?"
Lin Beichen said disdainfully: "I also represent the will of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian. The backers behind everyone are gods. I won't accept the challenge."
"Single challenge?"
The sarcasm in Turtle's smile became more obvious.
"Young Master Lin, your personal actual combat power is indeed amazing, but that is a thing of the past. Now you are afraid that even Bishop Rong's mount will be helpless."
Turtle Tao.
Lin Beichen raised his sword eyebrows and was about to talk.
Suddenly, the image of black clouds rolling in that day and a green dragon passing through the clouds, radiating lusty power and terrifying momentum, appeared in his mind, and then he remembered the figure standing on the dragon's head.
Could this Bishop Rong be that mysterious man?
In this case……
emmmmm.
It's really a bit difficult to handle.
But we still can’t lose the situation.
"That little green bug, haha, I can crush ten of them to death with one hand."
Lin Beichen's face remained calm and his heart did not beat: "Go back and tell Rong, put your tail between your legs and be a fish, don't make trouble, what nonsense is it to make up for the war, just go and play with the eggs, you can make up for it if you want, I am busy now
I’m here, I don’t have time to play with you group of marine single-celled creatures.”
Gui An sneered and said: "I will convey this sentence to Her Royal Highness the Princess and Bishop Rong truthfully. I hope you will not regret it when the time comes."
Lin Beichen became anxious: "Are you threatening me?"
Gui Yan said calmly: "I am just stating a fact. Everyone has to pay the price for his words and deeds, and Mr. Lin is no exception."
Lin Beichen rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger and said maliciously: "The shell on your back is pretty good. How old is it? It was removed and dried. It should be used for fortune telling. It should be very effective."
Gui Yan's expression changed: "Young Master Lin is joking."
"No."
Lin Beichen said: "I'm serious."
Gui Yan: "..."
"Young Master Lin, I am actually not threatening you."
He forced a smile on his face and said honestly: "Bishop Rong is the main fighting sect in the Poseidon Temple. Heilang Wuya is one of his most proud disciples. This time he came with the Tears of the Poseidon.
You can mobilize the sea army at will, but even Her Royal Highness the eldest princess cannot resist her will..."
"Tears of Poseidon?"
Lin Beichen's heart moved and he couldn't help but ask: "What is that? Is it the same as [Poseidon's Order]?"
"You actually know about [Poseidon's Order]?"
Gui Yan was quite surprised and said: "Of course they are not the same sacred object. [Poseidon's Tears] is the token of Poseidon Temple, and [Poseidon's Order] is equivalent to the oracle of your human race and has higher power."
Lin Beichen thought for a while, and his heart returned to his stomach.
Then you are afraid of a dick.
Young Master Lin, who was in a good mood, rolled his eyes and said, "I want to see what [Poseidon's Order] looks like. Come here and draw it for me."
It is still necessary to confirm whether the [Poseidon's Order] rewarded by the [Lord of the Five Seas] is the [Poseidon's Order] spoken by the sea people in front of him.
"ah?"
Gui Yan was a little confused: "What do you mean? Why do you want to draw?"
Lin Beichen said impatiently: "If you are asked to draw, just draw. Why is there so much nonsense?"
"But……"
Turtle An said: "That is a sacred object of our sea clan, how can we..."
Lin Beichen's eyes fell on the turtle shell behind the turtle again.
Turtle's expression changed, and he said solemnly: "That is the sacred object of our sea clan, so of course we can't be careless. Bring us high-quality paper and pen. Of course, it's our clan's sacred object that we should take seriously and draw carefully."
"Consider you a turtle grandson."
Lin Beichen smiled happily.
After a while.
He held the image that Turtle had drawn and nodded with satisfaction.
Don't tell me, this turtle's painting skills are pretty good.
It's exactly the same thing as the reward from the crazy goddess in [Zhenai.com].
That's reassuring.
"Okay, your turtle shell is saved, get out."
Lin Beichen waved his hand.
The turtle let out a long sigh of relief.
He secretly swore in his heart that he would never act as a messenger to see Lin Beichen, a human brainless person.
What happened today is really ridiculous and terrifying.
It's simply terrifying.
He ran very fast, like a Beetle from another world, and left the Third Junior College.
I was afraid that Lin Beichen would change his mind again.
Lin Beichen carefully preserved the painting, brewing a bold plan in his mind.
Wang Zhong called out again.
It wasn't until dinner time that Chu Hen and Yang Chenzhou walked in with dark faces.
"Yo? Big brothers."
Lin Beichen immediately said with a smile: "We are busy people, we meet again, please take a seat, Qianqian, tea, serve tea, serve good tea."
Then he asked: "Brother Yang, where are Han Buhuan and Yue Hongxiang? I've been waiting for them to drink for a whole day. Didn't you listen to what they said, a little goodbye is better than a wedding? They and I have been separated for a long time.
.”
"You also know that we are busy?"
Yang Chenzhou's eyes almost turned green and he said: "I actually queued up to meet you. Even we had to queue up. I..."
He was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
Lin Beichen pretended to be surprised and said: "What? You are also queuing up? This is really unreasonable. Wang Zhong, Wang Zhong, you piece of shit, get over here and die. How do you do things? I don't know that Brother Yang is me."
Are you sworn brother? You still want him to line up?"
Wang Zhong felt excited and said to himself, Master, I showed you the queue list, and you didn't object at the time.
"I'm sorry, Master Yang, it was me, a dog slave, who made the decision on his own. Master, he didn't even know... I apologize to you."
Wang Zhong had already developed the ability to take the blame, and he immediately took the blame thrown by Mr. Lin on his back.
Yang Chenzhou suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Ah, it's okay, you're also working for Brother Lin... There are indeed too many people looking for him recently."
Chu Hen touched the black line on his forehead.
Brother Yang is so down to earth.
Lin Beichen scolded on the side: "You bitch, if it weren't for Brother Yang's sake today, I would break your legs... Remember, next time you improve the numbering plan, you can register a VIP number first.
Brother Yang is a distinguished guest, so please pay less for the meeting!"
Wang Zhong: "..."
After talking for a long time, Master, you still have to charge.