Lin Beichen said: "You are born with a bad mouth, and your strength needs to be cultivated."
He moved his body a little, but felt pain all over his body. He couldn't help but grinned and said: "Hey, it hurts...Sister, help me treat it quickly, I have a lot of broken bones."
"Recover slowly by yourself."
Chief Priest Qin said calmly: "This place has been controlled by the Hai Clan, and I cannot use my divine power."
Lin Beichen was stunned: "But just now, you clearly used your divine power to defeat this guy named Yuan Liufeng?"
Chief Priest Qin said calmly: "The last accumulated divine power has been exhausted."
Lin Beichen:゛(◎_◎;)?
It sounds like you are perfunctory to me.
He had no choice but to endure the severe pain of multiple fractures all over his body, took out a [Liuwei Shenhuang Pill] and swallowed it in his mouth.
The surging medicinal power surges through the body.
The scarce power of dual-system profound energy has been greatly supplemented.
He guides the mysterious energy, travels through the meridians, and repairs the wounds of the physical body.
In the battle with Bai Jinyun just now, it can be said that he was forced to the end of his rope.
At the last moment, he used the 98k counter-shock force and the speed of the light wings to land on the ground, with all his trump cards turned on. With the help of the earth element's profound energy, he could borrow force from the earth and release the force, and he could barely resist Bai Yiyun. A blow from [Sword Desolation's Bite].
Just like that, all the profound energy in his body was consumed.
The physical damage was also extremely serious.
I feel like my whole being has been hollowed out.
With the help of [Liuwei Shenhuang Pill], the profound energy was restored and the physical body was repaired. After less than a stick of incense, the energy fluctuations of the dual-system profound energy around him were tumbling, and the dilapidated physical body was restored a lot.
"I can do it."
Lin Beichen stood up.
Chief Priest Qin nodded, turned and left.
"Why?"
Lin Beichen quickly followed and said, "Sister, where are you going?"
"Go where I should go."
Chief Priest Qin’s voice was cold.
Lin Beichen said with a smile: "Sister, you just used up the divine power that you have accumulated for a long time to defeat Yuan Liufeng. You should be very empty at this time. Haha, let me protect you from now on."
"Need not."
Lord Qin did not even look back at the sacrifice.
"Sister, won't you go to Zhaohui Dacheng?"
Lin Beichen followed suit and said: "We're on the same road. We can walk together, and it's good to have company along the way."
"I like someone."
Chief Qin offered sacrifices.
"Ah? Who is it? Who does my sister like?"
Lin Beichen asked quickly.
Priest Qin: (▼ヘ▼#)!
"I mean, I like walking alone."
She turned around and glanced at Lin Beichen, her tone softened everything, and said: "Okay, stop making trouble, you don't have to follow me, I will be fine, there should be no more twists and turns on Yunmeng Tuan's journey to Chaohui City. You go back and recuperate... We'll meet you in the city."
After saying that, take one step forward.
The figure is already a hundred meters away.
The figure flickered a few times before disappearing into the night.
Lin Beichen waved his hands regretfully and sighed.
He actually refused to go together.
It looked like he was shy.
But that's okay.
He came to save me at a critical moment, which shows that Chief Priest Qin must care about me very much and must be paying attention to me all the time. Otherwise, it would not be such a coincidence.
So touching.
Want to cry.
For you, I am willing to exhaust myself and die for the sixth time.
Lin Beichen stood there for a while, turned around excitedly, and touched the body of Shadow God Guard Yuan Liufeng who was unconscious on the spot. "You..."
It happened that Yuan Liufeng woke up when he opened his eyes, felt this scene, and suddenly felt a chill, and said: "What are you doing, let me go, you..."
boom!
Lin Beichen punched the shadow god guard unconscious.
After touching for a while, he took out all the various storage objects on his body.
"Since he is Wei Mingchen's confidant, he must have a lot of treasures."
Young Master Lin was very satisfied.
Although there are restrictions on the storage of mysterious weapons, if you take them back and grind them slowly with water, you will definitely be able to open them.
"This guy, do you want to just kill him with a last-ditch kill?"
Lin Beichen looked at the unconscious Yuan Liufeng.
After thinking about it, he finally did not take action, but sealed the mysterious energy in it, tied it up with five flowers, and carried it back.
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In the next ten days or so, as Chief Priest Qin said, there will indeed be no monsters or ghosts to disturb the migration of the Yunmeng people.
With Bishop Rong as the 'guard' following them all the way, the troops stationed at various places along the Hai Clan's route were all very honest and did not mean the slightest provocation.
However, within the empire, especially the Qiancao Province, for some unknown reason, they did not send any more powerful experts to harass him, nor did they continue to assassinate Lin Beichen.
Day 20.
noon.
It’s a rare sunny and warm noon.
The coldness of winter is driven away by the sunshine.
The Yunmeng people who traveled through mountains and rivers finally got out of the control area of the Hai Clan and came within the sphere of influence of Zhaohui City.
Because the news had been sent back before, the administrative office of Fengyu Province made preparations in advance and dispatched a 100-person Zhaohui Guard to greet more than 10,000 Yunmeng people at the ruins of Qingguo Town, ten miles away from the big city.
s arrival.
At this time, Lin Beichen fulfilled his promise and threw up the "Tears of the Poseidon", thousands of meters away, and threw it back to the eager Bishop Rong.
Bishop Rong, holding the [Tears of Poseidon], was so excited that he almost cried.
Along the way, she was almost suffering from neurasthenia and insomnia.
What she feared the most was that Lin Beichen would break his promise and directly destroy the sacred weapon of Poseidon Temple, or refuse to return it, in order to coerce her into doing other things.
If Lin Beichen really does that, it seems that she has no special way to resist.
Fortunately, the worst outcome did not happen.
Although Lin Beichen is a retarded person, he is a retarded person who keeps his word.
Bishop Rong stood on top of the giant blue dragon with a complicated expression.
She looked at Lin Beichen on the ground in the distance. At this moment, for some reason, she suddenly felt that this young man didn't seem so disgusting and hateful anymore, and the blood feud of her disciple Heilang Wuya didn't seem that important anymore.
Bishop Rong has only one thought in his mind now.
Return this damn holy thing to where it truly belongs.
Then she herself would hide in the Poseidon Temple, chant sutras and pray every day, and never come out to stir up wind and rain again.
More than 10,000 Yunmengren burst into laughter as they watched the giant blue dragon fly away like a cloud and mist.
Even ordinary civilians, who used to have awe and fear towards this Sea Clan bishop, have long since turned into pity along the way of the Great Migration.
It would really be bad luck for her to provoke Young Master Lin.
The Yunmeng people's high morale and cheerful atmosphere surprised the Chaohui Guard commander named Xiao Ye.
In his imagination, the Yunmeng people who came all the way across mountains and rivers should be on the run, naked, exhausted, demoralized, and looking precarious.
Because as an experienced Yebushou scout in Chaohui Guards, this is not the first time that he has brought people to pick up refugees who have fled here.
In the past, every time I received a call, I saw people who were scarred and on the verge of collapse.
The maximum size is nearly a hundred people.
Most of them are warriors, minor nobles, and wealthy businessmen.
These 'big men' who once had status and wealth in their respective territories paid a huge price, leaving countless corpses along the way. When they arrived outside Zhaohui City, they were just like beggars on the run.
Some of them even had a nervous breakdown, and their words were incoherent when they saw Zhaohui Wei.
But the Yunmeng people in front of them include rich people, experts, and more common people. They are old, young, women, and children. However, they seem to have experienced an interesting trip. By this time, they are already full of energy, talking and talking.
Laugh, how does it look like you are on the run?
"General Xiao, I wonder how the Provincial Administrative Tribunal plans to arrange for us people?"
Chu Hen came to Xiao Ye's side and after announcing his name, he asked tentatively.
Sensing the faint fluctuations of martial arts master-level profound energy circulating on Chu Hen's body, Xiao Ye did not hesitate.
The squadron commander of Chaohui Guard nodded kindly and said, "Brother Chu Hen, right? To be honest, I don't know, either. The order I received is to welcome you all to the seventh gate of the west wall of Chaohui.
Subsequent resettlement will be handled by dedicated personnel dispatched by the Administrative Department."
Liu Qihai smiled and asked: "General Xiao, how did the administrative office arrange the people from all over the country who had defected before?"
Xiao Ye glanced at Liu Qihai and was surprised.
Another martial arts master?
It is rumored that Yunmeng City is just a remote town with tens of thousands of people.
Why are there so many martial arts masters?
Thinking that the current war situation is tense and the martial arts master has a good status in the city, Xiao Ye said in a very polite tone: "Creating a hierarchy and verifying the identity is the first step. If the identity is confirmed to be correct, secondary distribution will be carried out according to age, gender, and occupation.
Generally speaking, warriors will be incorporated into the militia and reserve army, participate in training, and be ready to go to the battlefield at all times. The elderly, women and children will be placed separately, but they must all participate in labor. There is insufficient supplies in the city. In principle, they will be distributed according to work. Those who do not work will not be allowed to eat.
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Lin Beichen, who was in the carriage on one side, couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this conversation.
It sounds like the administrative system of Zhaohui Dacheng is operating very healthily.
The experience of people from other worlds in dealing with war cannot be underestimated.
As an otaku time traveler, I really don't have any sense of superiority in this regard - urban management during wartime, which involves a blind spot in his knowledge, and after thinking for a long time, it was unrealistic to come up with some strategies to show off.
After thinking about it, I decided to continue being a salty fish.
The war has nothing to do with him.
The most important thing for him now is to buy a piece of land in the great city of Zhaohui, quickly rebuild the Third Junior College, recruit students, and complete the accidental acceleration mission of keep.
The crowd followed Zhaohui Guards in a cheerful mood and walked for two full hours before finally arriving at the seventh gate of the west city wall.
Lin Beichen looked up for the first time and looked at the city walls of this provincial capital city.
He organized the language for a long time, and in the end, thousands of words were spoken, and all the shock was reduced to two words——
Damn it!
This provincial capital city is really more magnificent and huge than any ancient city that Lin Beichen saw in any documentary or film and television works in his previous life.
The black city wall, which is a hundred meters high, is like a prehistoric black dragon curled up on the undulating land. If you take a casual look, you will be greeted by a sense of visual shock and impact.
so big.
So high.
Just the west wall is so wide that you can't see the edge at a glance.
There are a total of fourteen city gates, which are used for communication between inside and outside the city.
Standing at the gate of the city, Lin Beichen felt as insignificant as when he traveled to the imperial capital in his previous life and stood under the big CCTV pants.
"Stop arguing."
"You country bumpkins, how can you behave in such a mess?"
A sharp, somewhat harsh sound came from under the city gate.
This voice had a unique accent from Chaohui City, and shouted loudly in a condescending tone: "What a bunch of bastards who have never seen the world. Listen to me, and line up one by one to undergo identity verification.
The hierarchy will be compiled, and those who make innocent noises will be killed, those who fabricate their identities will be killed, and those who disrupt the order will be killed... Silence!"