Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Arriving at the boundary of Yunshui Province, the prosperous atmosphere rushed to the face.

As the top administrative territory among the nine major provinces of the North Sea Empire, the geographical location of Yunshui Province is on the upper right side of the entire empire. It is rumored that in order to better fight the Aurora Empire, the founding emperor set the capital. Here, the northern frontline can be better supervised.

　　 Yunshui Province was originally a fertile land, coupled with the supply of other provinces for hundreds of years, this land has become more prosperous.

　　 Even the citizens living on this land have a sense of superiority.

　　 Resting for an hour in the great city of Zhenwu on the edge of the Yunshui Province, the flying boat that is in charge of receiving it, picks up Lin Beichen and others, and sprints towards the capital.

　　 "It looks like Zhenwu City is not as majestic and magnificent as our Chaohui City."

　　 "Of course, Zhaohui is the provincial capital, while Zhenwu City is only the twentieth city in Yunshui Province..."

　　 "It feels colder."

　　 "After all, Yunshui Province is northerly and the four seasons are distinct."

　　 "I don't know when we can go back or whether we can spend the New Year at home..."

　　 "Is it bad to celebrate the New Year in Beijing? I heard that the capital is particularly prosperous. During the New Year, it is very lively. You can stay for a long time..."

　　The soldiers of the silver and white guards, after being laid off on duty, watched the gradually flattening terrain under the ship's gunwale, whispered to each other, and were full of curiosity and yearning for the emperor who was about to arrive.

　　 After all, none of them have ever been to the capital.

　　 Lin Beichen stood at the bow of the ship.

　　According to Xiao Ye's judgment, entering the boundary of Yunshui Province, there will be no more enemy attacks and assassinations.

　　 After all, it is close to the capital, and there are many troops and strong men in the town.

　　 Once a heavyweight battle occurs, support will come quickly.

　　 Even if he is a Celestial-level powerhouse, he dare not be too presumptuous.

　　 "Small machine, small machine, small machine..."

　　 Lin Beichen called out secretly.

　　 "Where is it, Master, what do you want?"

　　The voice of the intelligent voice assistant is full of emotional voices, which sounded clearly in my mind.

　　 "Uh, it's okay, I just want to hear your voice."

　　 Lin Beichen Road.

　　 "After the mobile phone has been successfully upgraded, the master has called me fifty times. Does this number have any special meaning?"

　　 There was doubt in the voice of the little machine.

　　 learned to ask rhetorically.

　　 Lin Beichen said: "It has no meaning, I just want to hear your voice... Some time ago, I missed you very much."

"Alright, I got it."

　　 Xiaoji replied simply like a scumbag.

　　 "Small machine, small machine, small machine..."

　　 "The fifty-third time... where is it, master, what's your order?"

　　 "Is the software upgrade finished?"

　　 "According to the current progress, it will take three hours."

　　 "Oh, then go ahead."

　　 "Okay, Master."

　　 At the end of the conversation, a smile appeared on Lin Beichen's face.

　　 After the phone was successfully upgraded, it was reactivated for one day, and then it entered the update and upgrade state of various APPs in the phone.

　　 During this period, most of the functions of the mobile phone are still unavailable.

　　 But Lin Beichen is full of expectations.

　　 He is already a celestial being, and there is innate profound energy flowing in his body.

　　 Is it comparable to the ordinary profound energy of the old chicken?

　　 This feeling is the same as using 2G before and now entering the 4G era.

　　 How powerful can mobile phones and various APPs activated by innate profound energy?

　　 He watched the update progress of WeChat, JD.com, Zhenai.com and other APPs on the screen of his mobile phone, and his face continued to show a smile like the success of the weasel stealing chicken.

　　 "What is it, so happy?"

　　 A familiar voice came.

　　 squinted his eyes, the old Yin forced Feixue to appear next to him for an instant, and he forced the topic abruptly.

　　 Lin Beichen said: "Zheng Xianglong is dead."

　　Flying snow for an instant: "???"

　　 Are you so happy when someone is dead?

　　 "What does this have to do with you?" Feixue asked for an instant.

　　 Lin Beichen looked at him and said, "So I am not happy, what does it have to do with you?"

　　 Flying snow moment: o(｀w′*)o!

　　 Gan Liniang.

　　 is this familiar taste again.

　　 I want to have a good chat.

　　 "Let's talk, what can I do."

　　 Lin Beichen took the initiative to give the opportunity.

Feixue took a deep breath for an instant, and said, "The water is deep in the capital. Which pier and Bodhisattva to worship is very important... I want to ask if Young Master Lin is interested. Master Xiang."

　　Left phase?

　　Is that the idealistic reformer who was a little disappointed with the royal family and advocated the ministers and the emperor to rule the empire together?

　　In Lin Beichen's mind, Xiao Ye's evaluation of left-handedness immediately emerged.

　　 "Are you a leftist?"

　　 Lin Beichen raised his middle finger, rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "Does this mean that the left side seduce me?"

　　 seduce?　　 is to win.

Feixue was too lazy to complain for a moment, and said: "This is an informal invitation, Young Master Lin, we two have been together along the way, right? You have to believe me, I will not cheat you. With your acting style and likes and dislikes, only the left in the capital can accommodate you."

"Oh?"

　　 Lin Beichen's eyes lit up, and he said, "You mean, Zuoxiang pays the highest salary?"

　　Flying snow for an instant: "???"

　　What the **** do I mean?

　　 "I mean, your philosophy and ambition are the same as the left."

　　 Feixue worked hard to continue the topic for an instant, saying: "The empire must be governed and rejuvenated. Only the left can do it."

　　 Lin Beichen's eyes widened: "What are you saying...... The left is planning to usurp the throne?"

　　Feixue'Huarong lost her color' on the spot for an instant, and said anxiously: "I am not, I don't, don't talk nonsense..."

　　 denied three consecutive.

Lin Beichen just smiled like a mischievous joke, and didn't confuse him, and said: "Alright, okay, I know what you mean, Lao Xue, we are indeed friends in need, you turn around and ask the left, if I Take refuge in him, what price can he offer me, or that sentence, don’t talk about feelings, I only accept money."

　　 Feixue breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 This is the result you want, right?

　　 counter-shocked, he didn't want to talk to Lin Beichen anymore.

　　 It may be bothersome to chat with others, but to chat with Lin Beichen, it is a waste of life.

　　 Two hours later.

　　 Feizhou arrived in the capital.

　　 landed outside the city, and officials from the capital had already greeted him.

　　 After accepting the identity check, Lin Beichen and others finally entered Beihai City, the capital of the Beihai Empire.

　　The majestic white city walls, the neat streets, the weaving of people of all colors...

　　 The prosperity of the capital was shown in front of this group of country buns for the first time.

　　 Even if it was Lin Beichen, who was used to seeing tall buildings and busy traffic in his previous life, although he didn't show the state of Grandma Liu, who he had never seen before, like Xiao Binggan, Wang Zhong and others, he was dizzy.

　　 "Ah, Young Master Lin, looking through the autumn water, looking forward to the day and night, you are finally here... This king wants to kill you."

　　 At the gate of the pre-arranged inn, the Seventh Prince, who tilted his neck, greeted him with excitement and gave Lin Beichen a strong bear hug.

　　 Lin Beichen jumped away with disgust.

　　 Gai Li's gas.

　　 "You all go back, Young Master Lin will be personally received by the king."

　　 With a wave of his hand, the Seventh Prince dismissed the officials who had greeted and led the way.