Here Comes The Immortal Swordsman Chapter 34

Chapter 34 That Lin Beichen Who Was Softhearted Had Been Killed by You

Lin Beichen seemed to be angry about being woken up and came out of the tent while cursing. “Who is it…?”

He looked up.

Under the shade of the trees in the moonlight, an elegant figure in the blue swordswoman robe was standing quietly with a smile on their face, as beautiful as an epiphyllum quietly blooming in the night.

It was Mu Xinyue.

“Huh?”

Lin Beichen was surprised. “Why are you here?”

“No wonder Steward w.a.n.g's voice was so obscene just now.”

It turned out that Steward w.a.n.g thought he still kept in touch with this woman.

Mu Xinyue said, “I came to see you… Am I not welcome?”

“Of course…” Lin Beichen said, “You're not welcome.”

Mu Xinyue was not upset and said with a slight smile, “You fool, are you still angry with me?”

Lin Beichen froze.

“What?

“Playing this trick?

“This woman is really a legendary b.i.t.c.h.

“How could she be so shameless to say so at this time?”

“I know that you have been complaining to me that when you had your most difficult time, I said something that hurt you, and even broke up with you…” Mu Xinyue bit her lip and seemed to be aggrieved, saying, “Actually, do you know that I did that just to motivate you? As long as you were in despair, friendless, and helpless, you could be truly awakened, grow up, turn over a new leaf, and rise unshakably… You see, you have made it now, right?”

“Clap! Clap! Clap!”

Lin Beichen could not help applauding.

Then he rushed to the side and said loudly, “Steward, hurry up. Bring me the bucket.”

The steward w.a.n.g Zhong was startled, thinking that his young master had been poisoned after eating the food he had prepared for dinner. He quickly brought the bucket over and said, “Young Master, don't scare me. What's wrong with you?”

“Her words make me sick.”

Lin Beichen tried to vomit something to the bucket in an exaggerated way for a while, then said, “She really makes me sick. To be honest, I have never seen anyone who is more shameless than me, except this woman… She's really f**king disgusting.”

“Uh, Young Master, if her words really make you sick, you might as well plug your ears.”

The old steward seemed to be very experienced and he added, “In fact, although this woman is dirty on the inside, she looks good. If you don't want to listen to her, in terms of her appearance and figure, based on my rich experience in women, she is definitely a superb woman. If she grows another year or two older, she will be perfect.”

“Sh*t!

“Steward w.a.n.g, you are cooperating with me so well.

“You, dog, are so smart.”

Lin Beichen secretly gave the wretched old steward a thumbs-up.

“Yeah,” he wiped his mouth with regret on his face and said, “such a beautiful woman, unfortunately, is able to speak. Otherwise, she would be perfect.”

A trace of anger flashed across Mu Xinyue's eyes.

But she controlled her emotions very well.

“Beichen, if you feel that humiliating me like this can vent your displeasure and make you feel better, then go ahead… After all, what I said that day indeed hurt you badly,” she said quietly.

Lin Beichen was almost speechless.

Without morals, anything is possible.

This woman… was a bit scary.

Hang on.

It was not a soap opera.

The story seemed to not be developing in a normal way.

Lin Beichen did not want to continue to talk with this kind of woman, and it was also meaningless. He simply said, “Go. I have nothing to talk to you about. See you tomorrow on the platform.”

Mu Xinyue said in a sweet voice, “No, if you don't forgive me, I won't go.”

Lin Beichen: “￥% @ # ……”

“What the f**k are you trying to do?” he asked angrily.

Mu Xinyue smiled and said, “I know that you are willing to forgive me… Can you give way to me in the battle tomorrow?”

“Huh?”

Lin Beichen was stunned.

Was there really such a shameless person in the world?

“You don't know that taking first place in this Midyear Compet.i.tion is very important to me.” Mu Xinyue said, “As long as you can give way to me, I can promise you anything. From now on, I can be always with you.”

Lin Beichen said, “But you clearly know that Wu Xiaofang and I have reached a slave contract. Do you want me to be a slave?”

Mu Xinyue said, “It doesn't matter. I can persuade Senior Brother Wu to give up the contract.”

Lin Beichen completely lost his patience, and said, “Hurry up. Go away. You make me so sick. I'm used to being the master of my own destiny and I don't want to rely on others. If you want to take first place, get it by yourself. Give way to you? Hmph, unless… unless when the hills are all flat, when the rivers are all dry, when it thunders in winter, and when heaven and earth mingle.”

“Alas!”

Mu Xinyue said with a sigh, “Beichen, you have changed and you have become hard-hearted.”

Lin Beichen sneered in his heart. “The softhearted one was killed by you.”

Mu Xinyue added, “Anyway, you are the only man in my heart. My feelings for you are true… Brother Beichen, I am leaving.”

After that, she turned away with a sad look.

Lin Beichen did not say a word.

This woman was really crazy.

She could not be described simply by the words “selfish” and “shameless”.

She was basically… the kind of…

Lin Beichen thought for a long time, and felt that the word “b.i.t.c.h” was even a n.o.ble word to describe her.

There were all kinds of fish in the sea.

He turned back and continued to sleep.

However, after he had been asleep for less than 10 minutes, the old steward's voice came from outside the tent again, and he said, “Young Master, someone is looking for you.”

“Make her go.”

“Uh, this person is a bit special too, so you'd better meet him in person.”

“You dog, you said the same thing just now…” Lin Beichen got out of the tent angrily and said, “I said I wouldn't give way to you. Go away, you b.i.t.c.h… Huh? Mr. Ding, why are you here?”

The person standing outside the tent was not Mu Xinyue.

It was Ding Sans.h.i.+, who taught swordplay in Cla.s.s Nine.

“b.i.t.c.h?” Ding Sans.h.i.+ asked curiously, “What do you mean?”

“Well…” Lin Beichen said frankly, “I was swearing at a woman.”

Ding Sans.h.i.+ asked, “Did Mu Xinyue come to see you just now?”

Lin Beichen asked in an exaggerated way, “Wow, have you been watching me?”

Ding Sans.h.i.+ was quite speechless before saying, “I happened to see her go out of the woods when I was on my way here.”

“Okay,” said Lin Beichen. “Why are you coming to see me so late? What's wrong?”

Ding Sans.h.i.+ answered, “What do you think? Where is my sword?”

Today on the platform, Ding Sans.h.i.+ kindly lent his sword to Lin Beichen.

But when the second match finished, Lin Beichen left quickly and did not take the initiative to return the sword.

“Eh?”

Lin Beichen was suddenly frustrated and said, “Mr. Ding, I'm going to fight tomorrow. How can I fight without a sword? Your sword is a treasure. Hey, just lend it to me for one more day. You have taught me for so long, how can you just watch me fight against such a b.i.t.c.h as Mu Xinyue without a weapon?”

He intended to return the sword.

But he wanted to return it to Ding Sans.h.i.+ tomorrow.

Because he could see that Ding Sans.h.i.+'s sword was of extraordinary quality.

Colliding against the Yeguang Sword did not leave any trace on it.

This combat with Wu Xiaofang reminded Lin Beichen that his weapon was also important.

He had to use a sword to exert his strength.

And he had to have a good sword to show his true strength.

Ding Sans.h.i.+ laughed and said, “Little jerk, you have sharp eyes. Well, as long as you carefully answer a few questions for me, I will give you this sword.”

Lin Beichen's eyes lit up. “Are you serious?”

Ding Sans.h.i.+ said, “I'm old enough, and furthermore, I'm a teacher. Why would I trick such a young boy like you?”

“Hey, that's great.” Lin Beichen said, “You can ask me any question. Even if you want to know my elder sister's age of menophania, I can tell you.”