Chapter 432: Wrong way to open

Quiet room.
Scented scented tea, scented tea.
Mr. Lianshan, who looks like a crown jade, drank several sips of tea in succession, before he let his expression out of control.
The atmosphere in the room is very depressed.
Zhu Bishi sat behind the table on the left.
After the table case opposite him, a man with a high crown was sitting.
There is also a person in the hall, wearing Xuanyiwei armor, standing in the same place, lowering his head, a thin layer of sweat beads on his forehead comes out, his face is pale and his expression is frightened.
"Su Da and Su Shi are the leaders of Xuan Yi Wei. Su Da is almost a half-step guru. The two of them have a total of 300 elite Xuan Yi Wei. They are equipped with Xuanyi crossbows. Even if they meet the small martial arts guru, It seems that without the power of World War I, all of them were damaged in the mountain road of the Temple Mountain ... You tell me, all this is the handwriting of Lin Beichen, the little warrior? "
Mr. Lianshan looked at the black armor master Su Er who was standing in the hall, a little unbelievably: "From receiving the news to the follow-up reinforcements rushing, less than a scent of incense, Lin Beichen alone can manage So many masters have been killed? "
"Sir, the news received by Harrier Group is indeed like this."
Su Er gritted his teeth.
"Lin Beichen's one-handed sword seal cannot be burst."
Mr. Lianshan said: "I had a long-term battle in the ring battle that day. Although the one-handed sword mark was powerful, but it was extremely exhausting. After three strikes, his entire body of exhausted energy was already very few. This trick cannot kill so many Xuan Yiwei elites. "
Su Er added: "Adult, according to the investigation of his subordinates, this Lin Beichen's scheming is not only to cultivate as weird, but his strength is suddenly high and low, and he is also good at poisoning. Perhaps it may be poisoning."
Mr. Lianshan ’s eyes flickered, and he gradually made some guesses, shaking his head and saying, "In Xuanyiwei, there are also poison masters, so there is no backhand ... There is fraud, I am afraid there are secretly hidden masters, help That little guy is a little helpless. "
Su Erdao: "Maybe it was the shot in the temple."
"No."
Mr. Lianshan said: "Qin Lishen will not shoot at this time, she knows very well that if she shoots before attacking the temple to test the gods, it will be a violation of the rules. Our people can always target the small people around her. The priest started ... Could it be that the sword fairy Ding Sanshi shot? "
Su Erdao: "Su San stared at Ding Sanshi himself. This person is retreating in the third junior college. There is no going out, and there is not much possibility of shooting."
Mr. Lianshan groaned slightly, and said: "Is there any other invisible secret master? If so, the battle of attacking the temple and testing the gods will be arranged with a layer of backhand."
Zhu Bishi suddenly said, "There is something very strange."
Lianshan's eyes looked at Zhu Bishi.
A trace of doubt appeared on the latter's face, saying: "Ding Sanshi's demeanor in the past was recognized as a possible successor of Baiyun City. The name of the sword immortal Wei Gai was good for a while, but he later fell asleep because of love. I have lost my prestige in Baiyun City since long ago. When I was competing for [Zijin Cynomorium], I had dealt with him, but it was just a dying old dog, but he was only able to hold it in his breath. This treasure medicine, but because of his injury at that time, even if he did not die, it must have fallen to the realm. A few days ago, when I saw him in the bamboo courtyard, I could also feel that he was compressing the injury, just the end of the crossbow, I do n’t know. Why, after a few days, when I saw him again, I felt that his blood was as strong as the bronze furnace, and the profound energy was surging and difficult to restrain itself. It was obviously a sign of just breaking through. Not only did I not see the realm fall, but to a higher level. Lou, it's really strange! "
"Oh?"
Mr. Lianshan frowned slightly, and said, "Do you stand behind it? After all, it was a peerless genius who was shocked at that time. There is still a lot of details. You can't be underestimated. Mr. Zhu, how sure are you that you will have a decisive battle at sea three days later?"
Zhu Bishi said: "Mr. Lianshan is assured that even if Ding Sanshi is a breakthrough, he is not my opponent."
Mr. Lianshan nodded: "Master and son, both very much recognize Mr. Zhu's strength, this battle, please Mr. Zhu, Ding Sanshi this person, if not removed, will definitely fall to Yunmeng because of his disciple Lin Beichen The temple will become an obstacle for us to destroy the Yunmeng Temple, so Mr. Zhu can only win this battle, but not lose it. "
Zhu Bishi said: "Mr. Lianshan, please be assured that there will be no problems in this battle."
Mr. Lianshan's face softened a lot, and he asked, "How is Jiang Xiaoyou's injury?"
On Zhu Bishi's face, there was a glimmer of sadness and he shook his head and said: "The good news is that Lin Beichen's one-handed sword does not contain power, and the fourth son is only a wound, and there is no worry about his life. The bad news is that his arms are destroyed. No matter how many magic herbs and medicines, it is difficult to regenerate the arm. The eldest one has the strength of a body.
Mr. Lianshan flashed a disappointment in his eyes, sighed, and said, "It is indeed a pity."
But it's just a sigh.
Jiangliu's cripples like Tianjiao are only a sigh for him.
In the next moment, Mr. Lianshan immediately changed the subject and said: "After seven days of attacking the temple to test the gods, the original desire was a" war of war "type of attack, the chickens and dogs did not stay. Success, the manpower is already seriously insufficient, then it can only be a "combat". "
"Combat?"
Remained silent. The middle-aged man with a high crown sitting opposite Zhu Bishi grinned and appeared to be a drowsy beast, and suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a violent breath like a beast.
"Very good, I like to fight, I heard that Qin Lian God had the name of the first female warrior in the temple, I really want to learn how to teach her, ha ha ha."
Middle-aged man with high crown, licked his lips.
Mr. Lianshan nodded and said, "[Skywalker Sword] Master Jiang can be so wary, I am very pleased, but before that, I have to ask Master Jiang to do another thing."
Middle-aged man with a high crown is Jiangfan, the third most instinct of the four sword slaves.
He frowned: "What's the matter?"
Mr. Lianshan said: "Go to visit the major forces in Yunmeng City, especially the disobedient city owner, and warn him for the last time not to mix Lin Beichen and Yunmeng Temple, or else ... just ask him With his baby son, disappear together. "
The middle-aged man in Gaoguan turned his face into sunny, and smiled: "Okay, this thing is exciting enough, I can do it."
Finished, his figure moved.
Disappeared directly in place.
Mr. Lianshan also looked at Su Er in the hall and said, "Let the Xuanyiwei ambush in the Temple Mountain evacuate as much as possible, cancel the seal of the mountain, and avoid being killed by the unknown strongman, and damaging more people, Then investigate another thing. "
Su Er sighed with relief, and said, "Please, Mr. Command."
Mr. Lianshan looked at the pouring rain outside the hall and the rain line drooping from the eaves, and said: "You go to investigate, the three grade directors of the third junior college suddenly broke the boundary, this is definitely not simple. , Especially the guy named Chuhen, whose pair of metal arms is of great power, has already attracted the attention of all interested parties, the value is high, and it is difficult to estimate. You will investigate this matter at the fastest speed. clear."
"Yes."
Su Er responded and turned to leave.
Mr. Lianshan looked at Zhu Bishi again and said, "Just in the future, I will say that one day he will damage the two descendants and he will ask Mr. Zhu to mourn and change."
Zhu Bishi's face was calm, and his eyes disappeared, saying, "It is an honor for them to die for the great cause of the son."
Disciple is just for selling.
Sell ​​at a good price to be worthy of Master.
One or two dead, there are others who can come up.
Anyway.
Mr. Lianshan said again: "Does Mr. Zhu need to rest for three days and adjust his state to meet the decisive battle at sea?"
Zhu Bishi shook his head confidently and said, "No. I kill Ding Sanshi, such as killing chickens and terriers. Why use quiet rest? Haha, Mr. Lianshan has other things that I need to do, but it's okay."
Mr. Lianshan laughed happily.
"It is worthy of being the most trusted arm of the son, there is indeed one thing, it is Mr. Zhu."
"I have made Ying Wuji do the things of Xiaoxishan, but it is related to the Xuanshi mine, which has been spread through the live broadcast at the time, the empire shakes, the nine major provinces, the royal family, the three holy places ... There are many parties who have ideas. The official identity of Ying Wuji is enough, but Wu Daoxiu is not enough! "
"So, Mr. Zhu may wish to help him in secret, if there is any martial arts elders or the like to reach out and cut off in advance, only your cultivation can deter all parties."
"This mystic vein is a gift given to the son from heaven, which is enough to make the son's plan to be completed ten years earlier. It must be captured in the hands, and no one is allowed to get involved.
Mr. Lianshan explained patiently.
Zhu Bishi said: "No problem, as long as it is for the son, no matter what I want to do, there is no problem."
……
……
Lin Beichen opened the door happily.
The lightning flashed outside.
But at first glance, he was dumbfounded.
Is not the Qin priest.
Is not Ye Weiyang.
Is not any younger sister in the beautiful girl sacrificial group.
Is not even human.
It's a wet silver sauce with a smooth silver fur.
The marmot king stood at the door, with a writing board hanging around his neck, with a pleased expression on his face, and he would jump towards the quiet room with a smile.
Illusion.
Must be an illusion.
Why is it a mouse?
Must be the way I opened the door.
Snapped.
Lin Beichen knocked on the door again.
嘭!
The light sauce covered his nose and flew out.
Lin Beichen stood in the door and took three deep breaths before slowly reopening the door.
Standing outside is ...
Nose bleeding light sauce.
"Master, Wang Guanjia let me help you."
Brightly paste such a string of words on the writing board.
"Oh……"
Lin Beichen looked outside, and after confirming that there was no one else, he smiled reluctantly, exuding enthusiasm, seemingly surprised: "You are just here, I'm waiting for you, come in."