Chapter 872 (1/2)
The voice of the Lord of the sword is very small, almost speaking to himself silently in his heart.
”What did you say?”
Lin Beichen came by ear, but he didn't hear clearly just now.
The Lord of the sword sat up slowly.
Leave the embrace of Lin Beichen.
She slowly came down from the bed and stood on the ground. Her body faltered and almost fell down. However, she refused Lin Beichen's help and came to a box sealed with divine pattern.
The material of the box is unknown, but it is valuable at first sight.
There is a divine pattern array carved by the Lord of the sword. If there is no way to solve the array, even if the ”thousand grass God” comes here alive, he can't open the box.
When Lin Beichen saw this scene, his heart moved.
Is it the wealth collected by the Lord of sword for many years?
This is to thank me, so give me all the treasures?
His heart beat faster.
The Lord of the sword was in a bad state. It took him a full cup of tea to open the box slowly.
There's no jewel in it.
It's a moon white priesthood.
Ordinary, simple.
”Do you remember this robe?”
The Lord of the sword took out the sacrificial robe and asked.
Er
It's another proposition.
I don't know that.
I have no memory.
”I have a little impression. I can't remember it clearly.”
He said vaguely.
The Lord of the sword, because of his previous movement, his breath was unstable. After he slowly vomited a few mouthfuls of turbid Qi, he gave him a white look and said, ”this is the sacrificial robe that ye Weiyang wore when he saw you for the last time.”
”Ah, no wonder.”
Lin Beichen suddenly realized the appearance, and said: ”if you don't say, I really can't remember at all, there is no impression at all.”
”Ha ha...”
The Lord of the sword gave a sneer, then immediately shook his robe and stuck it on his body, saying: ”I'll show you now, OK?”
Huh?
Why do you wear such clothes?
Lin Beichen was silent.
”Come here, I want you to help me put it on.”
The Lord of the sword is coquettish.
”I refuse.”
Lin Beichen is not the first brother at all. How could he make kindergarten mistakes at this time? His position is very clear.
The Lord of the sword looked at him for a long time. He snorted and threw the priest's robe to Lin Beichen, looking angry.
But Lin Beichen clearly noticed that there was a happy light in her eyes.
Oh, woman.
Your name is duplicity.
He seems to have casually left his robe aside.
”It's good you're quick.”
The king of the sword couldn't hide his smile in his eyes: ”you didn't let me down... Come here and help me put on this suit.”
This time, she took out a set
The majestic and magnificent robe of the gods.
This is a substitute she made for herself after coming to this world, according to the style of the robe of the divine world.
The style is the same.
The function is too poor.
She is a goddess with a strong sense of ceremony. She once wanted to wear this robe to regain her faith and everything that belongs to her.
But now
This time, Lin did not refuse.
He gently took off his outer robe and profane clothes for the Lord of the sword, and his fingers crossed the skin like suede white jade. Every inch of cool and smooth skin had left his mark, which was the most perfect work of the creator.
But now, there are scars and deformities on this body.
The injury is shocking.
It's hard to recover for a while.
In Lin Beichen's heart, the anger of hatred breeds.
Wei family.
Another famous Minister of Wei.
If it wasn't for this dog, the Lord of the sword would not have been injured so seriously.
This person must not be let go.
I have been delayed by chores many times before, so I didn't go to find this miscellany to settle accounts. This time, when it comes to this matter, I have to make it clear.
Lin Beichen swore in his heart.
Soon, the robes of the gods were fully dressed.
In front of the mirror, the Lord of the sword looked at himself. His face turned red and said, ”please help me to invite them to the main hall.”
”Good.”
Lin Beichen took another sip of milk and then turned to leave the side hall.
Outside the main hall.