Chapter 1222: I can't afford to be sick

"No wonder those foreign masters dare to pressure me, it turns out that there is your shadow behind this."
　　 Lin Beichen suddenly realized.
　　 He had thought before that the Lord of Flame and other foreign master gods, this time behaved so freely, dare to put pressure on the master of the Great Desolate Race, there is only one possibility—
　　 ‘We have a traitor in it’.
　　 I didn’t expect this ‘traitor’ to be the God of the Lord with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
　　 "It's because you are too popular and you don't know how to constrain in doing things, which has attracted the hostility of the entire God Realm."
The God Lord Guo sneered and said: "Nian is in the previous relationship, I represent the major Protoss, come to talk to you, the news that is released outside are all true... If you are obsessed with understanding, you will not be able to receive it by then, immortal. The King's suit can't save you either."
　　 Lin Beichen's chest undulated violently.
　　 It looked like he was about to be blown up.
The God Lord Guo saw in his eyes, he just sneered, gave a step, and said: "As long as you hand over your privately-occupied position and release those new gods who have been forcibly enslaved by you, all parties can give you a chance to correct your mistakes. "
　　 Lin Beichen raised his and rubbed his eyebrows.
　　 is short of breath, trying hard to act out the image of a poor and helpless beautiful man forced by evil forces.
　　He is familiar with this kind of thing.
　　 The plot has become very strange.
　　 There is a trend towards Hong Kong gangster movies.
　　 "The position of God in my hand has been exhausted."
An angry look appeared in Lin Beichen's eyes, and said, "As for the so-called new gods who are forcibly enslaved by me, it is even more nonsense. They are all attracted by my personality...the charm of the gods and willingly follow me. "
"For the things that can be done, the time and the situation are the real smart people." The Lord Guo sneered and said: "I have said it all. If you are still obsessed with understanding...hehe, I am afraid that the God Realm may have to change to a new one. Is the main god."
The faces of the four big boys on the side of 　　 also showed anger.
　　 deceive people too much.
　　 Lin Beichen was trembling with anger, his fingers trembled, and his eyes looked like a furious beast. He wanted to attack several times, but in the end he forcibly endured it.
　　 "Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price."
　　 Lin Beichen gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me your conditions."
　　 The Lord God laughed.
　　 A single tree cannot become a forest.
　　 In the end, you still have to bow your head obediently.
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　　 It didn't take long for the outside world to wait for the response from the Sword God Temple.
　　 Sword Master Excalibur has compromised.
　　 is willing to take out the last 50 gods.
　　 However, it is not a gratuitous donation.
　　 but to sell.
　　 The major forces expressed satisfaction with this statement.
　　 Sword Lord God’s so-called sale is not to find oneself a step down, so that one's own face is not so miserable.
　　 For the main gods who stand at the pinnacle of the God Realm, is money a problem?
　　 will never be.
　　 In addition, the Sword Lord God was also forced to issue a public statement—
　　 "Don't force any new god's allegiance with the position, the new gods who have successfully integrated the position, if you want to re-select the object of allegiance, you can leave at any time, and there will be absolutely no restrictions."
　　 These two pieces of news came out, and the reactions of all parties were mixed.
　　 The major foreign gods who had spoken out and put pressure on them before also stopped speaking.
　　 The focus of everyone inside and outside the Great Desolate God City is on the sale of 50 gods.
　　 The answer given by the Sword Temple is an auction.
　　 The major forces have no objection to this.
time flies.
　　 The auction is in full swing.
　　 In the end, the Sword Lord God sold the remaining 50 gods at the price of 1550,000 stones, of which thirty-six lower gods, ten middle gods, and four upper gods.
　　 This number can be said to be very scary.
　　 All the gods have been acquired by the major war gods.
　　The other scattered protoss, even if they were united, could not get any of them, complaining.
　　 But the main battle protoss aloft, they are accustomed to this, and they don't pay attention to these scattered gods at all.
　　 Some of the new gods who have obtained the position, after successfully fusing the position, personally went to the Sword God Temple and expressed that they would choose another master, and after ‘friendly and friendly consultation’ with the sword master, they were also released.
　　 These new gods who left the Sword God Temple were not unexpectedly attracted by the enthusiasm of other major forces, and were soon joined by different major forces.
　　 Especially a few high-ranking gods, they are even more highly regarded by the great main war gods system, and they are quickly integrated into the new environment.
　　 There are one hundred and sixty new gods like this.
　　 For the Sword God Temple, it can be said to have suffered a heavy loss.
　　 There was a gossip that the sword master Divine Sword Xiaoyao was so angry that he vomited blood for three liters and was bedridden.
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　　 "I made it, I made it."
　　 Young Master Lin, who was rumored to be so angry that he could not afford to be sick, had a flushed face, a strong body, and a happy eye. He was counting money and dropping coins in the apse garden of the Sword God Temple with enthusiasm.
　　The stones are piled up like hills.
　　 Lin Beichen ‘swim’ in the sacred rock pile.
　　The brilliance of the stone shines on his handsome face and his colorful face almost breaks the theoretical limit.
　　 This time it was a profit.
　　 "Boss, we have made a fortune."
　　 Qianlong and several big boys cheered on the same side.
"you are wrong."
　　 Lin Beichen lay on the hill of Shenshi, and said with a serious face: "I have to correct it, it's me who got rich, not us."
　　 Qianlong and others:???????
　　
　　 Five faces are dumbfounded.
　　 I feel hurt.
Lin Beichen sprinkled a rain of God's Stone, and said, "Speaking of business...you are all thinking about it? Now my Sword God Temple is falling down and everyone is pushing, and I, the Sword Lord God, is also beaten by thousands of people... Do you still want to join my Sword God Temple? "
　　 "Boss, what are you talking about?"
　　 "That is, don't treat us as brothers."
　　 "We are half-brothers."
　　 "We are determined to hold you...follow you and enjoy it with you."
　　 Mu Linsen, Guan Ruofei, Lu Bingwen and Qianlong are loyal to the surface loudly.
　　 Tie Han Han Shi Gan Dang also patted his chest and said: "Yeah, boss, don't say you are a broken drum now, even if you are a broken shoe, we will... woo woo woo."
　　 The other four gangsters rushed up, and directly covered this iron and hanhan mouth to seal them.
　　Broken shoes?
　　 Lin Beichen directly scratched his head.
　　?????˙??????.
　　Shi dared to be this dog. He didn't play the house for three days, and he dared to say anything.
　　 "Since you want to walk all the way to the dark, then I will give you the position of God, and go to the Rongshen Tower to merge."
　　 Lin Beichen took out five sealed jade that had been prepared a long time ago.
　　 are all the gods of high gods.
　　[Floating Moon Blue Emperor], [Silver Wing Swordsman], [Dragon Slayer], [Shen Cai Stone Monkey] and [Frost God King].
　　 The five gods were all personally selected by Lin Beichen for his five half-brothers.
　　 "Boss, have you handed over all the remaining gods?"
　　A few dandies are overjoyed.
Lin Beichen laughed and said: "Even if the sky falls, even if it is pointed out by Wanfu, and the entire God Realm is the enemy, as the boss, I have to leave the best for my brother... eh? I haven't finished talking yet, don't go."
　　 The five dynasties moved by the urgency, didn't want to listen to Lin Beichen's nonsense, and couldn't wait to take the seal jade ball and rush to the Rongshen Tower, disappearing without a trace.
　　 rely on.
　　 What kind of brother is this?
　　 Lin Beichen glanced at the fat tiger who was still in the same place and laughed, and said: "You are still brothers, come on, I also have a position for you."
　　 Fat Tiger scratched his head: "I...I...I...no...no need...I..."
Ok?
　　 Fat Tiger doesn’t want a position?
　　 Lin Beichen was startled.
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Today is Saturday.
But I still have three shifts, don’t stop me, I have to do it, hey, just for fun.