Chapter 703

Zheng Xianglong wants to cry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

When I came to Fengyu Xingsheng this time, I had seen the Yellow calendar and asked for hexagrams in the temple.

The hexagram shows: good luck.

As a result, now I have to accompany this madman to the sea clan camp to die. This is not to negotiate peace, but to die.

Just because Lin Beichen, a madman, said that peace negotiation is risky and he should be careful when going out of the city. He is willing to take risks for the sake of tens of millions of people in the city. As a result, many people are moved. But the problem is, you are willing to take risks. Why are you pulling me? Have you asked my opinion?

What's more, this bastard, riding a white horse, let me walk on both feet?

Is it that I am a powerful person at the level of the director of the capital?

"I ride on a white horse and go through three passes. I change my plain clothes and go back to the Central Plains. I put down Xiliang and no one is in charge. I just want Wang Baochuan..."

Lin Beichen is pressing long whip in the hand, shaking head to low hum.

Who is Wang Baochuan?

What is Xiliang?

Where is the Central Plains?

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

"A real celebrity."

On the city wall, the flying snow looks at Lin Beichen's back for a moment, can't help but praise.

Everyone thinks so.

The strength of one's own, carry the comfort of Zhaohui big city.

For fear of danger in the peace talks, he only took Zheng Xianglong with him and did not let others take risks.

What do we usually call this kind of person?

This wave is "the iron shoulder bears morality, the silver sword casts the national soul.".

Is this the true sentiment of Lin Beichen, who is wrongly said to be the black sheep of the brain disabled family?

Tear eyes.

A group of top leaders, standing behind the women's wall, looking over the crenels and looking at Lin Da Shao's mountain like back, are deeply moved.

Snow flakes are flying.

It's very cold and it's foggy to exhale.

The Haizu camp in the distance is like a ferocious Archean beast. It's like a dark abyss. It's surrounded by dragons and tigers for tens of miles. The dark lead cloud covers a large area of the sky and casts a large area of dark shadows on the ground.

Since its appearance, this camp has brought disaster and depression to the whole Zhaohui city.

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

No one ever dares to go there alone.

Even the most elite scouts in the city only dare to look at the camp from a distance and dare not approach it at all.

The darkness, I don't know how many Terran strongmen it engulfed.

Except for Lin Beichen.

Tianjiao, who comes from Yunmeng City, has been there more than once.

Today, he went again.

It's so moving.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Lin Beichen on a white horse, with Zheng Xianglong shrinking, enters the darkness in the distance.

In the cold winter, everyone is waiting.

The news spread through the city.

More and more soldiers boarded the city and looked out at the Haizu camp.

There is a live broadcast on the top of the city.

In the city of Zhaohui, the big screens of xuanjing open.

The picture is always fixed in the perspective of the Hai nationality camp.

Countless city people, in front of the big screen, quietly watching, hands together in the heart of prayer.

Some people came to the foot of the temple and prayed to the great lord of the sword, hoping that the God who had sheltered the Empire for hundreds of years would be able to show his holiness again and protect the greatest warrior in Fengyu province.

In Yunmeng camp, countless people prayed devoutly.

"Lin Da Shao will come back safely..."

The high-rise of the camp gazed at the large screen of xuanjing which was temporarily built.

"The young master will win."

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

The palms of the two girls were sweating.

Tang Tian was holding a notebook in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking of. He wrote quickly and quickly, and wrote several articles in the past

Boss Yang and others, pale and nervous, knelt on the ground with many poor brothers in the most pious manner in their life, kowtowing and praying. Looking around, there was a lot of darkness outside Yunmeng camp, and all of them knelt on the ground, just like a sea of human heads.

All the refugees, all the people who had lost their homes, felt hunger and despair, were praying.

Pray that those who bring them hope and light will come back alive.

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

On the temple mountain.

The Archbishop of the moon opened the gate of the temple and went to the depth of the hall with breakfast.

"Under the crown? Under the crown? Why? What about the next one? "

The hall is empty.

At this time of the day, the emperor must be in the palace, lying on the bed lazily and powerlessly. He looks very tired. It must be too hard to practice. He needs to rest for at least half a day to recover. But today he is gone?

What's going on?

Looking at the moon, the Archbishop felt carefully that the whole temple mountain had no breath under the crown.

What's more, she was surprised to find that the sword armor hanging in the deep of the temple was gone.

Where is the crown?

In his mind, the Archbishop of the moon looked forward to something.

……

At the same time.

Lingfu.

"Ouch, Auntie and granny, take it easy. You're going to pull out your grandfather's beard..."

Ling Taixu was angry and helpless.

"Go and help brother Chen..."

Hastily in the early morning.

Ling Taixu said helplessly: "how can I help you? I'm just an old man with kidney deficiency who is addicted to women's sex. I can still fight in the Haizu camp. That smelly boy wants to be a hero himself. Let him die when he's angry..."

"I don't care. You bad old man, my brother Chen took risks for you. Go quickly..."

Stomping in the early morning.

"You're going to let your grandfather die. It's inhuman. For the sake of my little lover, I'm a poor old man..." Ling Taixu said helplessly.

Early in the morning, he said, "you're a bad old man. You won't die. I know... Go quickly."

Ling Taixu had no choice but to escape from the house in his pajamas and said, "OK, ok..."

Thinking about it in the morning, I stood on tiptoe and tried to escape from the room.

"Where to? Stop

Qin LAN Shu appeared.

In the early hours of the morning, he was suffering.

"You've just recovered. What kind of power do you want to use? You don't want to live? "

Qin Lanshu said solemnly: "go back."

"Mother..."

In the early hours of the morning, a look of pleading appeared on her pretty face.

Qin Lanshu calm face, said: "OK, you can rest assured... He will not die."

In the early morning, I felt as if something had happened. I couldn't believe it and said, "mother, you..."

Qin LAN Shu snorted and said, "the Ling family owes him."

……

There are also countless people kneeling on the ground in the major urban areas of Chaohui.

There has never been such unity in Zhaohui city.

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

After all, if he died, the whole Zhaohui city would be ruined.

There are no eggs under the nest.

time lapse.

The sun rises and sets.

The setting sun reddened the horizon.

Everyone's heart is burning with anxiety.

"Look, someone's coming out."

Xiao Ye suddenly said aloud.

All the people looked in the direction of the Haizu camp.

Between heaven and earth, under the setting sun, a white horse and a young man came slowly.

Behind the White Horse Boy, followed by a shrinking wretched man.

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