Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

"Brother, here and here."

　　 A young man wearing a white swordsman robe from the Sword Fairy Academy saw Lin Beichen and a few people and immediately stood up and waved.

　　 The young man is called Xu Qian, who came to the Seven-Star Jujian Building in advance to occupy the seat.

Before dawn, he posted outside the Seven-Star Jujian Building. When the restaurant was open for business, he was the first to rush in. A person occupies the square table closest to the'Daiyitai' and ordered a plate of peanuts. Rice, a pot of tea.

　　 This kind of faction has caused dissatisfaction among many people around.

But because of the Shura slaughter in the Sword Saint Academy last night, all the forces in Baiyun City are now afraid of young people wearing white swordsman robes, and they dare not provoke them, so Xu Qian’s big thorns are the most Good position, forbearing his temper, afraid to speak.

　　 I was afraid that an accident might provoke the legendary murderer and was directly slaughtered and touched the body.

　　 There are even pre-occupied seats.

　　 Lin Beichen walked toward the hall with a smile.

　　 The originally lively and noisy hall, at this time, suddenly the needle dropped quietly and can be heard.

　　 The warriors from all parties who talked loudly all looked down at the tabletop, looking straight at the table like a little daughter-in-law who was afraid of living for the first time, for fear of making any changes that would provoke this beautiful and unparalleled young man in white.

　　Betrayed him because of his beauty.

　　 Such a long handsome young man, who else is there besides Lin Beichen, the ‘killer, mortal demon’?

　　 Moreover, the two young maids with beautiful skin and long legs behind him also confirmed this.

　　 In just one night, every aspect of Baiyun City has firmly kept Lin Beichen's image in his heart, striving not to make low-level mistakes of death.

　　 "Brother."

　　 Xu Qian looked admiringly and saluted Lin Beichen for the first time.

In fact, the time Lin Beichen worshipped under Ding Sanshimen was much later than the time when Xu Qian and others joined Baiyun City. It is reasonable to say that it was the younger brother, but the disciples of the Jianxian Academy last night had already turned into Young Master Lin. Lin Beichen's brain fan has already been discussed. From now on, Lin Beichen will be the big brother of Jianxian Academy.

　　 Lin Beichen smiled and nodded, and said, "Thank you."

　　 "No hard work, no hard work..."

　　 Being able to say a word to the big brother, Xu Qian rubbed his hands excitedly.

　　 Then he wanted Yin Shan to salute and said, "I have seen the little uncle."

　　 Yin Shan smiled, kind and kind, and didn't care about Xu Qian's behavior of calling brother first and then uncle.

　　 A few people sat down at the square table.

　　 "Qianqian, order."

　　 Lin Beichen grabbed a handful of peanuts and chewed.

　　 Xu Qian rubbed his hands awkwardly.

　　 He was so poor, he almost took out all his savings, and ordered a pot of tea and a plate of peanuts.

　　 Soon, a sumptuous table of wine and dishes was put up.

　　 Many of them are exotic animal meat. Not only are they delicious, they can also nourish blood, and replenish profound energy. They are of great benefit to practitioners. Even in the Seven Stars Jujian Building, there are top-level set meals available in limited quantities.

　　 "Come on, Brother Xu Qian, eat whatever you like."

　　 Lin Beichen greeted politely.

　　 "Ah, this... thank you brother."

　　 Xu Qian was polite, and immediately shook off his cheeks and started eating.

time flies.

　　 There are more and more people in the restaurant.

　　 A lot of people gathered even in the square outside the door.

　　 Lively like never before.

　　 Even in the lobby of the restaurant, the atmosphere gradually became alive.

"I'm coming."

　　 "Look, it's Master Shen Xiaoyan, it's really here."

　　 "Hurry up, get out of the way, don't run into the master."

　　 The crowd outside boiled.

　　 Lin Beichen was also attracted by this familiar scene.

　　 When the big stars in the previous life walked away, the crazy fans blocked the airport, the station, and the shopping mall. Isn't it the same as the current one?

　　Star treatment.

　　 The profession of swordsmanship, so fucking?

　　 Do you want to train Qianqian as a swordsmith to help you make money?

　　 She likes to swing a hammer anyway.

　　At this time, the crowd at the gate of the restaurant separated automatically.

　　 A burly old orangutan...

　　 Bah, a burly old man walked in strode.

This person looks about sixty years old. He has dark skin, wide ears, red face, full of energy, full of energy, and blood is like the sea. Although the scalp is sparsely visible, his short gray hair is like a steel needle root. The roots are erected, giving the impression of stubbornness and rigidity.

　　 The most eye-catching thing is his hands and arms.

　　 The arms are longer than the knees, and the arm muscles are abnormally developed. The bumps are like small hills, thicker than the waist.

His hands, his left hand are the size of a normal person, the back of his fingers, and the skin is smooth and white as jade, which looks like a jade hand that the ladies have carefully maintained for 20 years, while the right hand is dark brown, with rough skin like scales and bones. It's thick, like a fan, three or four times bigger than the left hand.

　　The arms and hands are somewhat deformed.

　　 At first glance, it really looked like a gorilla with some hair loss came in.

　　 This is Master Shen Xiaoyan?

　　 Lin Beichen was startled.

The beautiful young master came closer and whispered in Lin Beichen's ear: "Master Shen is fascinated by sword casting. He took the casting route of the Jianjian Pavilion's "100-refined steel and flexible fingers". When he was young, he was at the furnace every day. After swinging the hammer 10,000 times, in middle-aged he went crazy with iron and forged swords. Over time, his body changed, and then this strange phase occurred."

　　 Lin Beichen only felt that the temples moved slightly, and it was a little itchy.

　　 "It turned out to be an occupational disease."

　　 He suddenly realized.

　　 Then don't train Qianqian to become a swordsmith.

　　 If Qianqian loses her hair and turns into a gorilla with her thick arms... Tsk tusk, the picture is too scary to watch Merrill Lynch.

　　 "Master Shen's presence made me shine in the Seven-Star Jujianlou."

　　 The big shopkeeper came out to welcome him personally, very polite: "As you are ready, hurry up, please come to your seat."

　　 Shen Xiaoyan nodded expressionlessly: "It's disturbing."

　　 There are six followers behind him.

　　 Four men and four women.

The four women are Shen Xiaoyan's close-up swordsmen. They are twenty-five and six-year-olds. They have excellent appearances. They each carry a sword box behind their backs. They are in red, orange, yellow and green. They are similar to the swordsmen in their strong costumes. Vigorous, they are all extremely outstanding beauties.

And the four men all seem to be about 30 years old, with ordinary faces, dark complexions, burly figures, and the same thick arms, different from ordinary people, and beginning to look different, they should be his disciples, and their profound energy fluctuates. Approximately in the realm of the master of martial arts, quite not weak.

　　 Shen Xiaoyan came to the upper seat and sat down to drink tea.

　　Four beautiful sword servants stood behind him.

　　 The four disciples are divided into four sides, facing outwards, forming a vaguely protective circle.

　　 "Xilengmen pay respect to Master Shen."

　　 "Feilong Villa pays respects to Master Shen."

　　 "Hehe, Brother Shen, haven't seen you for many years, your style is still there."

　　"Sun Buli, Dagan Empire’s Qianyuan Bank, met Master Shen. My master would like to ask Master Shen to cast a close-fitting soft sword. As long as the master is willing to make a move, any conditions can be mentioned."

　　 In the lobby of the restaurant, a figure stood up and saluted Shen Xiaoyan.

　　 The gesture is respectful and the words are polite.

　　 But where Shen Xiaoyan was sitting, his complexion was like solidified black iron, without the slightest waves, as if he hadn't heard the words of these people at all, without the slightest reaction, and he didn't even look at it.

　　 is really cold.

　　 "The elder of the Scent of Scent Sword Mansion'Feihuang Tianren' arrived as a master and apprentice."

　　 There was a voice from the shop Xiaoer outside.

　　 Immediately after the outside of the restaurant, there was a tumultuous noise. It was obvious that another important person came. Then the crowd surrounded by the restaurant's gate separated. Three beautiful women in purple clothes walked in slowly.

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First more.

That big man Shen Xiaoyan, I didn't intentionally write you into this image, mainly for the consideration of career...

After all, it is the same as the hair loss of the programmer, the blessing of the official ape, and the speed of the single dog. The swordsmith must be long and black with thick arms.ヽ(?＿?;)ノ