Chapter 818 Don’t try...how do you know?

   "So handsome!"

  Looking at the man on Wuya Road, Chen Yu and others shouted in their hearts.

  Who else is on Wuya Road? Naturally it can only be that Jiang Lin!

  But...

  Although they have heard that Jiang Lin is very handsome.

  But I didn’t expect it to be so handsome!

  The kind of refined temperament and angular face, as well as that upright posture.

  The combination of elegant and military commander is perfect!

   Even if the clothes are wet with sweat, it is an inexplicable temptation to make people want to post themselves!

  And Chen Fu, who was inexplicably fluttering with a green leaf on his head, had to admit that this man who had never seen him, at least in terms of appearance, was indeed a match for Xiaobei.

  And his martial arts realm

  The women also woke up from Jiang Lin's appearance, and looked at him incredulously as they walked on Wuya Road.

  Their mood is actually similar to that of Chen Xia.

  At the beginning, Chen Xia thought that he would soon be overwhelmed and knelt down on Wuya Road.

  But who knows, he step by step, and in the end not only did not faint and give up, he was even less than twenty steps away from Wuya Road!

  Ah this

  Among the Chen clan, how many people can reach these 20 steps?

  Although these last twenty steps are even more difficult.

  But he was originally a sword repairman, he was a martial artist halfway through.

  Jianglin, even if he fell in the last twenty steps, what about? Among the Chen Clan, who can still look down upon him?

  So not long ago, Chen Xia was not well, so she simply walked down Wuya Road and let him go on, while she was thinking about life on the side of the road.

  Jianglin’s extraordinary performance makes Chen Xia seriously suspect that her martial arts training over the years has been tempered to the dog’s body.

   "Who is he?"

  Chen Bei looked at this long gown completely wet, but the man whose back was resolutely straight.

   "Jiang Lin."

  Chen Yuanyuan spoke slowly.

  Chen Fu and others heard the name, they all took a breath, and for a while, they forgot to blame them for their mischief, and even let a foreign man step onto this heavy ground of the Chen clan.

   But Jiang Lin?

   Isn’t he a sword repairer?

   And so on, there seems to be rumors that this Jiang Lin is also a martial artist, and it is said that he was the one who caused the heavy rain of martial arts at the head of Wanli City.

  However, the martial arts of Wanli City was originally the intersection of the two worlds, and it was extremely strong.

  So the heavy rain in the martial arts looks great, but in Wanli City, it is actually not that great.

  Furthermore, when Xiaojia was practicing in Wanli City, she was not yet ten years old, and she drove her martial arts down every day. Everyone had to bring an umbrella when she went out.

  But this Wuya Road is different!

  This Wuya Road has been passed down to the present, how many people of the Chen Clan can make the last 20 steps?

  And this person is still a sword repairer?

  Wait! He is not only a sword repairer! It's even Xiaobei's rival in love!

  When Jiang Lin fainted, it was rumored that Xiao Jia had been by his side and had not taken a step out of the yard!

  Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chen Bei in unison.

  And Chen Bei looked at Jiang Lin calmly, unable to see his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

  "Lin Lin, come on~~~ Lin Lin will win~~~~ Lin Lin, you are the fattest~~~"

  At the same time, the shouts of cheering on the side of Wuya road continued. Although the eyes and ears were very hot, everyone didn't care anymore, but stared at Jiang Lin's every move.

  At this time, Jiang Lin had already closed his eyes, and his fist and fist intent were constantly circulating on his body.

  One step, two steps, three steps.

  Jiang Lin, with his eyes closed, raised his feet and moved forward slowly.

  Jiang Lin's movements are very slow, in the eyes of everyone, it is a multiple of 0.25, and it may even be only a little faster than a sloth.

  However, no one cares about Jiang Lin's speed. What they care about is how many steps Jiang Lin can reach!

  Time has passed another fragrance, Jianglin is only one step away from the end of Wuya Road!

  The last step on Wuya Road! Takeshi of a foreign race! Still a sword repairer!

  If you say this, who can believe it? !

  At this time, except for Jijibo and others who were still cheering on, everyone held their breath.

It's already this time. Apart from outsiders like Chichibo, everyone in the Chen clan knows that Jiang Lin has entered his own small world, and the tempering of fist intent and fist-gang is no longer important. Now, Wu Yalu is questioning. It's his heart!

   Soon, an old voice will appear, asking him the same question.

  This question is very simple, but the simpler it is, the more direct it is to people’s hearts.

   "Hoo~~~"

  Jiang Lin took a deep breath and stepped forward.

  At the moment when this step was taken, the whole courtyard was shocked! Even these old fried dough sticks, they quickly closed their mouths under this fist.

  Because they are old fried dough sticks, they know more clearly that an old will from ancient times has appeared!

  In front of Jiang Lin, a ghost slowly emerged.

  Jiang Lin stopped his pace even though he closed his eyes.

   "It's you"

   Seeing Jiang Lin, the old will was a little surprised.

  Although everyone could not hear the sound, they felt that this dark shadow had a faint smile.

  Jiang Lin still did not answer.

  He felt very familiar with this voice, like an old friend of his own, but he couldn't remember it anymore.

  Chen Bei and others frowned.

  This ancient spiritual sense seems to know this Jiang Lin?

  There are many rumors about this divine consciousness.

   is said to be the first patriarch of the Chen clan in ancient times, and he fought side by side with the first sword immortal in ancient times.

   is also said to be the last stage of the Protoss. When the monsters split, a patriarch of the Chen clan died in the Battle of Eleven, but he asked a monk from the Yin and Yang family to melt his flesh and blood in Wuya Road.

  But no matter how ~lightnovelpub.net~ how can this ancient existence know Jianglin, the flower picker?

  "Do we know?" Jiang Lin couldn't speak under the power of my boxing, he could only transmit his voice.

   "Hahaha, more than knowing, I almost became your father-in-law." This spiritual consciousness also spoke, and the voice still did not come from Wuya Road.

  This ancient spiritual sense looked at his friend, and asked in doubt: "You want to take this section of the road?"

   "Yeah." Jiang Lin nodded, "Walk around, seniors don't need to be merciful anymore. You can do whatever you want."

  Although he didn't know who the other party was, the familiar feeling made Jiang Lin know that he could be completely trusted.

  Just like Chichibo and the others, you can safely hand over your back to the other party.

"Of course, I am just a piece of divine sense, even if you want to be merciful, you can't be merciful." Divine sense nodded, "However, do you really want to cultivate both spirit and martial arts? Even if it was you at that time, It can't be done either."

  Tick the corner of Jianglin’s mouth:

   "Don't try...how do you know?"

  (End of this chapter)