Jung Sang-ryong wanted to cry.

The kind of crying whoa.

When I came to Fengyu Province this time, it was obvious that I had read the Yellow Calendar and asked for a hexagram in the temple.

The hexagram shows: good luck.

As a result, now he has to accompany this madman to the sea clan camp to die-where is this to negotiate peace, it is clearly to send him to death.

Just because Lin Beichen, a madman, said that there are risks in negotiating peace, and you need to be cautious when you go out of the city, and he is willing to take risks for the sake of tens of millions of people in the city, and as a result, many people are moved, but the question is, you are fucking willing to take risks, why are you pulling me? Have you asked my opinion?

And, what's even more odious is that this bastard, riding a white horse himself, made me walk on both feet?

I am a dignified director-level real power figure in the capital hall, so I have no cards?

"I rode a white horse to go through three levels, I changed into plain clothes and returned to the Central Plains, put down Xiliang, no one cared about it, I only wanted Wang Baochuan......"

Lin Beichen pressed the long whip in his hand, shook his head and hummed lowly.

Who is Wang Baochuan?

What is Xiliang?

Where is the Central Plains?

Zheng Xianglong pricked up his ears to listen, and there were many small question marks in his head.

"True celebrities too. ”

On the city wall, Feixue looked at Lin Beichen's back for a moment, and couldn't help but admire.

Everyone agreed.

Single-handedly, carry the comfort of the morning glory city.

Afraid that the peace talks would be in danger, he only brought Zheng Xianglong and did not let others take risks.

What do we generally call such people?

This wave is 'iron shoulders bear morality, and silver swords cast the soul of the country'.

Is this the true sentiment of Lin Beichen, who was misrepresented as a brain-dead son?

Teary-eyed.

A group of top bigwigs, standing behind the female wall, looked over the battlement, looked at Lin Dashao's thick mountain-like back, and they were all immersed in emotion.

Broken snowflakes fly.

The weather is bitterly cold, and the mouth and exhale become a white mist.

The sea clan camp in the distance was like a hideous primeval beast, entrenched dozens of miles away, and the dark black lead clouds covered a large area of the sky, casting a large area of pitch-black shadows on the ground, as if it was an abyss of darkness.

This big camp, since its appearance, has brought disaster and depression to the entire Zhaohui City.

In the hearts of all human beings, that is the source of fear.

No one had ever dared to go to that place alone.

Even the most elite scouts in the city only dared to look at the camp from afar, and did not dare to approach it at all.

That darkness, I don't know how many Terran powerhouses have engulfed.

Except for Lin Beichen.

This Tianjiao from Cloud Dream City has been there more than once.

Today, he went again.

It's so impressive.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lin Beichen, who was riding a white horse, and Zheng Xianglong, who was shrunken, entered the darkness in the distance.

In the cold winter, everyone is waiting.

Word spread through the city.

More and more soldiers climbed to the top of the city and overlooked the sea tribe camp in the distance.

There is a division that started the live broadcast at the head of the city.

In the morning light city, a large screen of Xuanjing was turned on.

The picture is always fixed on the distant view of the Sea Clan camp.

Countless city citizens, in front of the big screen, watched quietly, clasped their hands together and prayed in their hearts.

Others also came to the foot of the temple mountain and prayed to the great Lord of the Sword, hoping that the god who had protected the empire for hundreds of years would once again appear to the greatest warrior of the Windwhispering Province.

In the Yunmeng camp, countless people prayed sincerely.

"Lin Dashao will definitely return safely......"

The upper echelons of the camp stared at the large screen that had been improvised by Xuanjing.

"The young master will win. ”

Qianqian waved her small fist, and her other hand held Qianqian's palm tightly.

The palms of the two girls were sweating.

Tang Tian held the notebook in his hand, he didn't know what he thought of, he worked hard to write, brushed and brushed, and quickly wrote several articles......

Boss Yang and the others, their faces were pale with nervousness, and they were with many poor brothers, kneeling on the ground with the most pious posture in their lives, constantly kowtowing, praying, and looking around, the ground outside the Yunmeng camp was dark and oppressive, and everyone knelt on the ground, as if it was a sea of human heads, as far as the eye could see.

All the displaced people, all those who have lost their homes, who have felt hunger and despair, are praying.

Pray to bless the one who brought them hope and light to come back alive.

Otherwise, they will fall back into endless darkness and suffering.

Temple Hill.

Archbishop Mochizuki pushed open the door of the temple and went to the depths of the temple with breakfast.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Huh, Your Crown?"

The hall was empty.

At this time on weekdays, His Majesty must be in the hall, lazy and weak lying on the bed, very tired, presumably because the practice is too hard, and it takes at least half a day to recuperate, but today is not there?

What's going on?

Archbishop Mochizuki sensed carefully, and the entire Temple Mountain did not have the breath of the crown.

Moreover, she was also surprised to find that the [Sword Battle Armor] hanging in the depths of the temple was also missing.

Where did the crown go down?

Archbishop Mochizuki had a vague thought of something.

......

At the same time.

Lingfu.

"Ouch yo yo, little aunt and grandma, tap and tap, you're about to pull out grandpa's beard......"

Ling was too vain, angry and helpless.

"Go and help Brother Chen......"

Ling Chen urged.

Ling Taixu said helplessly: "How can I help, I'm just an old man with kidney deficiency who is obsessed with women, I can still fight in the Sea Clan camp, that stinky boy, I want to be a hero, Chong Guan is angry, just let him go and die......"

"I don't care, you bad old man, my brother Chen is only going to take risks for you, you go and ......"

Wee Morning stomped his feet.

"You are going to let grandpa go to death, there is no humanity, for the sake of the little lover, you actually embarrass me, a poor old man......" Ling Tai said helplessly.

Ling Chen said: "You bad old man is very bad, you won't die, I know...... You go. ”

Ling Taixu had no choice but to put on his pajamas and escape from the house, saying, "Okay, good ......"

Ling Chen thought about it, stood on tiptoe, and tiptoed to escape from the room.

"Where? Stop. ”

Qin Lanshu appeared.

Ling Chen suddenly had a bitter face.

"You've just recovered, and you still want to use that power? You don't want to live?"

Qin Lanshu said with a serious face: "Go back." ”

"Mother......

Ling Chen's delicate face showed a pleading color.

Qin Lanshu had a calm face and said, "Okay, don't worry...... He won't die. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I seemed to have reacted to something, and said in disbelief: "Mother, you ......"

Qin Lanshu snorted and said, "The Ling family owes him." ”

......

In the major urban areas of the city, there are also countless people kneeling on the ground.

There has never been a moment in the city of Sunrise so united as it is now.

Even those who hate Lin Beichen on weekdays hope that he can come back alive at this time.

After all, if he died, the entire Zhaohui City would be finished.

There are no eggs under the nest.

Time passes.

Sunrise and sunset.

The setting sun stained the sky red.

And all the hearts of the people were anxious like fire.

"Look, someone's coming out. ”

Xiao Ye suddenly said loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the Sea Clan camp.

I saw that between heaven and earth, under the sunset, a white horse and a young man came slowly.

Behind the young man on the white horse, followed by a lewd man who was shrunken.

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