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Chapter 1842 One person and one bird(1/3)

Chen Lin couldn't help but frown when he saw Li Fuyao disappearing.

This woman ran away again!

I couldn't kill the opponent twice in a row, which was really frustrating.

Moreover, the other party's words before leaving and his weird smile seemed to give him the feeling that his conspiracy had succeeded.

This baffled him.

Could it be that the other party's purpose is to use their hands to get the colorful ball?

But the other party is Hu Yan Wushuang's daughter, so it seems that there is no need to do this.

No matter how crazy Hu Yan Wushuang is, he will not do anything excessive to his daughter.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure it out.

Chen Lin waved and took back the black sword.

He put away the other trophies and then looked at Gu Siming.

"I don't need it, second brother, please keep it."

Gu Siming was not interested in the trophies, but instead focused on the black sword.

"There's something unusual about this sword!"

"How to say?"

Chen Lin immediately looked at the other party.

"The colorful ball that the woman just took is not an ordinary treasure. It has at least reached the eternal level, but it can't stop the pursuit of this sword."

"So this sword must also be of the eternal level."

Gu Siming explained.

“Good taste.”

A figure suddenly appeared and made a slightly hoarse voice.

Chen Lin and others all changed their expressions.

Liu Rumian and Tianshu immediately flew behind Chen Lin, and looked at the uninvited guest with four pairs of eyes at the same time.

He is a little fat man.

There is also a bird squatting on the shoulder.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoops, please tell me your names quickly, there are nameless people who are immortal under Master Bai's claws, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The two sides faced off for a while.

The white bird suddenly flew up, its wings shaped like fingers, and shouted at Chen Lin and others.

And it’s still dramatic.

Chen Lin and Gu Siming looked at each other.

The eyes are very strange.

But more of it is solemn.

Although this bird is strange, it shows its identity. It is the owner of the black sword who is chasing him.

"Who are you, and why are you blocking the road?"

Seeing that the little fat man didn't say anything, Chen Lin slightly raised his hands and asked.

And he shrunk the black sword and put it into the gray ring.

This person can make Gu Siming feel dangerous, and he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Moreover, before the other party showed up, they didn't feel anything, which meant that their cultivation level was higher than theirs.

However, Chen Lin had no intention of returning the sword immediately.

If the other party is a ruthless person, he will kill someone to vent his anger after getting the thing.

To return the sword is to support the enemy.

Seeing Chen Lin's actions, the little fat man was stunned for a moment.

"Can you use Excalibur?"

The little fat man looked at Chen Lin with disbelief.

Then he looked at the gray ring.

He asked in surprise: "Can you put the divine sword into the storage ring?"

"Who are you?"

Three questions in a row showed the unrest in his heart.

Chen Lin's eyes flashed slightly.

"Your Excellency, should you introduce yourself first? You can't just say he is the owner of the sword, right?"

"Be bold!"

Before the little fat man opened his mouth, the white bird shouted angrily.

"A little bumpkin from the lower world dares to question you, Grandpa Bai's slave, and refuses to kowtow and plead guilty. Otherwise, Master Bai will not be polite. Wow, oh, oh, oh..."

"wrong."

"It doesn't rhyme very much. It's not good. It's really not good."

Shiratori shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with his performance.

Then use the wings to support the chin, as if concentrating on it.

Chen Lin watched quietly.

No interruption.

He wants to see what the other party is going to do, and he also wants to judge who is the master of this person or bird.

"Second brother, this bird is very spiritual and can't sense evil spirits. I'm afraid it's an ancient alien species. If we do something later, you and I will work together to kill it first to avoid accidents."

Gu Siming’s soul transmission.

Chen Lin nodded imperceptibly.

Just as he was about to send a message to respond and discuss the plan, he saw the white bird folding its wings and showing an anthropomorphic, sarcastic look on its face.

He pulled his neck and screamed.

"The little bumpkin is really ridiculous. He jumps up and down in front of Mr. Bai. If he makes Mr. Bai feel unhappy, he will urinate one by one with his claws!"

Chen Lin's mouth twitched.

This bird seems to not only like to sing operas, but also likes to compose poems, but what he does is neither fish nor fowl.

Shiratori himself was not satisfied either.

Some were discouraged and said: "Indecent, really indecent, worse than that toad!"

The little fat man beside him finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Boss Bai, should you do it or should I do it? Don't waste time. I don't want to stay in this shabby place for a moment."

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Lin and the other four all became nervous.

Especially the casual demeanor of the other party, who looked at them like ants, brought great pressure to them.

Chen Lin took out the scroll of the Sword of Judgment and the Mermaid Sword and placed them in his cuffs.

Ready to use at any time.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency did not explain clearly the purpose of your visit, but you attacked indiscriminately. Isn't it a little unreasonable?"

If you want to use the Sword of Judgment Scroll, you must be on the side of justice.

Chen Lin began to show weakness.

"well!"

The little fat man glanced sideways at Chen Lin.

Sighed.

He said helplessly: "Originally, I only needed to retrieve the divine sword. I shouldn't have done it. You shouldn't have refined the divine sword. In this case, I would have no choice but to kill you."

"Your Excellency has misunderstood."

Chen Lin immediately waved his hand.

"I can only control it a little, but I haven't refined it. As long as you can prove that the sword is yours, I will return it to you."

He is not someone who would give up his life or wealth. If the other party is willing to let them go, sign a contract, and return the sword, they can accept it.
To be continued...
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