Yuanshen: Liyue Storyteller, Zhongli Gives Me God's Heart

"Small matter, if you still want to show it to me after this book is over, I don't mind finding a place to take a look."

After all, Lin Zhibei was also curious about what kind of two-sleeved green snake the young master trained and how he did it.

The people around didn't dare to interrupt at first, they all thought that this nonsense Zhidong man would definitely be manipulated by Mr. Lin.

In the end, not only was Mr. Lin not angry, but he also said that he would not mind taking a look at this man's two-sleeved green snake?

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Mr. Lin, can we go and see together?"

"Yeah, we are also curious about what kind of two-sleeved green snake this foreign friend has trained."

Regarding this, Lin Zhibei stood up the steps and said as if announcing:

"Anyone who is interested in this gentleman's two-sleeved green snake can come and watch after the story is over."

"It should be a small sideshow prepared by this gentleman for everyone."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhibei looked at the young master and asked:

"Sir, I wonder if you mind?"

Lin Zhibei knew that Dada Duck would not mind, that's why he said that, Dada Duck wished that more people would watch it.

"This is really... wonderful!"

Dada Duck's eyes shot out, and he had never been so energetic these days.

Mr. Lin was not only willing to come and see his two-sleeved green snake, but also invited so many guests from the teahouse to come and see it together.

This matter really flattered the young master a little.

Lin Zhibei looked at the young master's performance and nodded.

"Okay, if there is nothing else, I'm going backstage to get ready."

"Everyone, please help yourself."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhibei didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked towards the backstage of the teahouse.

The highest floor of the Goethe Hotel, inside the lady's room.

Luke reported the news tremblingly:

"Report, Ma'am, the Warlock Thunder Ying sent to snatch the harp of the sky...was captured by the Knights of the West Wind."

"what?!"

Through a makeup mirror, it can be seen that the lady who was dressing up, heard the news, and even the lipstick was crooked.

I saw sparks beating all over her body, which was a manifestation of the imbalance of her own elements.

Luke lowered his head, not daring to look at the lady's expression at all.

The lady wiped off the crooked lipstick vigorously, looked at herself in the mirror, and seemed to have regained a little calm.

"Who did it?"

"Wouldn't it be the acting head who did it himself."

"Subordinates, we haven't found any relevant information either."

"I only know that before Warlock Lei Ying was arrested, it seemed that the entire church fell into a deep sleep for a moment."

"By the time everyone wakes up, the Qin of the Sky is gone."

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After hearing the news, the lady's mood fluctuated slightly.

fell into a deep sleep?

Fairy?or something else?

Did those people from the Holy Order do it?

Thinking of this, the lady felt a little headache.

Things have become complicated again.

She didn't care if the Qin of the Sky didn't grab her.

After all, snatching the zither of the sky is just a means, not an end.

It's just that the situation has become more complicated and not in her favor.

As for a little Warlock Lei Ying, if he was caught, he would be caught.

Right now, I need a little forbearance.

"I see, you go down."

The lady's voice returned to normal.

Luke was glad that he finally survived another day, and left the room as if he had been ordered.

At this end, the lady reapplied her lipstick and admired herself in the mirror.

Looking at the red spar again, she seemed to gain confidence.

"It's a big deal, the fish will die and the net will be broken."

Then a smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

What she didn't know was.

The fish is already dead.

At three o'clock, Lin Zhibei came on stage on time.

Lin Zhibei raised his eyebrows as he watched the audience bustling around the stage and even having a few more audience than usual.

It seems that his popularity can still be accumulated.

Even if the news was released that he might not come, the teahouse still had so many guests.

This surprised Lin Zhibei a little.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, the audience became lively.

"Mr. Lin, in order to listen to your book, I didn't go to class."

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"Mr. Lin, next time you don't say anything about not coming, it really frustrates me.

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There was a lot of noise below, basically talking about posting notices in front of the teahouse.

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Lin Zhibei naturally knew how his loyal book fans were feeling.

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Who hasn't experienced the sudden change in the middle of the night after saying that the result of today's update will not be changed?

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Lin Zhibei has a lot of experience.

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He just smiled and said:

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"Don't worry, this kind of thing, Lin can guarantee that it will never happen again next time."

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After all, I have a clone now, not to mention that the two countries are speaking at the same time.

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When my rhubarb court has reached 6% of the realm, I can have another clone in Dao's wife to tell the story.

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At three times, the donkeys in the production team had to respect Lin Zhibei and call him big brother, and then slaughtered themselves as meat and burned them.

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After promising not to dove again, Lin Zhibei slapped Wood to wake him up.

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"Snapped!"

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1001 (0) Qi Yi [-] Wu Wu

[August mid-autumn thin dew, pedestrians on the road are desolate. 】

[Small bridges, flowing water, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, day and night, thousands of thoughts. 】

[I can't feel peaceful in my heart, read the article early in the morning. 】

[Ten years of hard work in the study, Fang Xian is talented... Zhiguang! 】

Lin Zhibei talked about the Battle of the Reed Dang in a heart-stirring manner.

He talked about how Qingluan confronted the enemy with gaudy rhetoric, shouting and shouting with a folding fan in his hand, which looked like a long spear.

"Mr. Lin's stage skills are really amazing."

"That's right, Dr. Tea didn't move his storytelling before."

After talking about Qingluan, he also talked about the battle between the old sword god and the Wu family Qingshan Dragon King.

When talking about the two-sleeved green snake, Lin Zhibei looked at the young masters in the audience.

I saw the young master's fists clenched tightly, his eyes shining brightly.

Lin Zhibei was also suspicious.

"Could it be that these two sleeved green snakes were really trained by him?"

The young master could hear clearly in the audience, but he felt a surge of pride in his chest.

The two-sleeved green snake is the two-sleeved green snake!

[Psimmon yelled violently: "Immortal Yijian kneels!"]

"Wow, Persimmon can actually kneel with a sword?"

"This is the so-called magic stroke!"

"I have long said that Persimmon is a martial arts genius."

But the young master heard the sword fairy kneeling, and began to ponder again.

"One Sword Immortal Kneeling... I don't know if I can practice this move."

"After you go back, give it a try."

The son made up his mind to pay attention.

Speaking of the most charismatic Lu Qiantang, Lin Zhibei felt sorry.

When Lin Zhibei imitated Lu Qiantang's tone and scolded "His Royal Highness Persimmon",

"This Lu Qiantang is so courageous."

"Don't you understand?"

"This Lu Qiantang is not scolding Shizi, he is clearly encouraging Shizi."

"Is that so?" The person who didn't understand was also thinking about the taste.

"It seems that this is the case."

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

Just when everyone thought that the assassins were exhausted, 973, the girl came out from the reeds