The boss traveled through time in the end times: The prince was beaten by the princess again

Overnight, the news that General Lin had been poisoned and died spread throughout Xinbei City. The generals who were still defending the city and the generals and soldiers stationed outside were all heartbroken and in tears.

Guo Shan knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. He was a subordinate of Lin Xiaochen and usually fought under Lin Xiaochen's command. Hearing that General Lin had died of poison, he was already distracted and extremely distressed. However, as a general defending the city, he could not leave his post without permission. He could only bear the pain and wait until his shift was over before rushing to the general's mansion.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the gate of the general's mansion, he saw a room full of white sails. Guo Shan was sure that all this was true. He fell to his knees. Without General Lin, who would guard Beixin City? Who could defend it as well as General Lin?

Although the soldiers on the border have been struggling on the line between life and death and have long been accustomed to life and death, they still cannot remain calm when facing the death of someone close to them.

Guo Shan knelt down and walked to the hall, came to the coffin, and burst into tears. Even when others tried to persuade him, he turned a deaf ear to them. He was completely immersed in his own sorrow and could not extricate himself.

He had been with the general for several years, and the general had saved his life countless times. But this time, he couldn't save the general, and Guo Shan blamed himself for his incompetence. Little did he know that when he was heartbroken, a man dressed as a servant beside him was rolling his eyes, and from time to time he glanced at the coffin in the middle, as if he wanted to confirm whether the general was inside and whether he was really dead.

Seeing Guo Shan crying so sadly, he quickly pretended to wipe his tears. When no one was around, he quietly said to Guo Shan in a low but clear voice, "The general was fine yesterday, how come he suddenly..."

This seemed unintentional, but it reminded Guo Shan. Yes, before the young lady came yesterday, the general was still fine. Although he was poisoned, he had been like that for a few days and there was no sign of deterioration. Could it be...?

When the man saw Guo Shan's thoughtful look, he knew that his goal had been achieved, so he wiped away a few tears pretending to be sad, quietly left the hall, stood not far away, and secretly observed every move here.

His purpose was simple, which was to confirm whether General Lin in the coffin was really dead?

Guo Shan was very sad at the moment and had no time to pay attention to the servant who was talking beside him. Instead, he slowly approached the coffin. Yes, he didn't see the general for the last time. A voice seemed to shout in his mind: "Go and open the coffin and see if the general is really dead?"

The voice followed him like a shadow, driving him closer to the coffin as if by magic. With a push, he pushed the coffin open with both hands and looked inside.

The servant not far away was staring at Guo Shan's expression and his every move.

Guo Shan seemed to have lost control of his brain. He looked inside and saw the general's dark blue face lying quietly in the coffin without moving. He stretched out his finger and put it under General Lin's nose, but could not feel any breath. Then he burst into tears again.

The general is gone as expected...not even a breath left!

Guo Shan closed the coffin lid again, leaned against the coffin, and slowly slid down. The general was really gone... He was like a deflated ball, with no fighting spirit at all. The general had always been his role model, the footsteps he followed, and his faith. Now that his faith was gone, his entire person was gone. He knelt down in front of the coffin again like a walking corpse. He didn't know whether he was sad or happy, and didn't know the time, he just knelt there quietly.

When the servant in the distance saw him like this, he realized that Lin Xiaochen had really gone. After getting this answer, the servant looked around and found that no one cared about his behavior, so he left the place with confidence and walked out of the gate. He did not forget to hold the basket and pretend to go out to buy things.

Not long after he left, Lin Qingwan and others appeared behind him. Looking at the departing backs, Lin Qingwan also disappeared on the spot.

Feeling Lin Qingwan's presence suddenly become blurry and then disappear, Lin Jinping felt like he had seen a ghost in broad daylight and almost screamed, but Lin Yiyang got there first and covered his mouth and nose.

Facing his horrified eyes, Lin Yiyang whispered: "Don't scream, I'll explain it to you slowly later!"

After saying this, seeing that Lin Jinping's face had returned to calm, he removed the big hand that was covering his mouth and nose.

Seeing Lin Jinping's inquiring eyes, Lin Yiyang said slowly, "Your elder sister... is cultivating immortals!"

After that, he never looked at him again, but followed the plan to guard Lin's father. Lin Jinping's eyes widened. What did he just hear? The eldest sister was cultivating immortals? The eldest sister was an immortal? Thinking back to the eldest sister beside him just now, she suddenly became blurry and disappeared. Only then did he confirm that he heard it correctly.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely. Although she was his elder sister, he had been constantly mocking her since she came here. He had often talked back to her. She had always ignored him, until that time when she could no longer bear it and used a silver needle to teach him a lesson.

I heard that most of the immortal cultivators were indifferent to emotions. They regarded mortals as ants. He was only punished for humiliating and harming his elder sister. It was not until this moment that Lin Jinping realized that he had been jumping back and forth on the line of death for several days. Fortunately, his elder sister did not care about him. Otherwise, the immortal cultivators would not even raise their hands to treat him, a mortal, and he would have died countless times.

Somehow, Lin Jinping's mood was extremely complicated at the moment. The timid elder sister had been infinitely magnified in his heart and became extremely tall. Besides being shocked, he seemed to be a little secretly happy. His elder sister was an immortal! !

Since he was a child, he had heard many legends about immortals from adults. While he envied them, he also admired the immortals who had the ability to move mountains and fill the sea. Now, he had met a real immortal, and she was his eldest sister!

This change of mindset was so fast that even Lin Jinping himself was embarrassed to speak. Thinking back to his attitude at the beginning, he lowered his head in shame.

Lin Yiyang didn't care what Lin Jinping was thinking. As long as he didn't cause any trouble, he didn't bother to care about him. Lin Qingwan's task for him was to protect his father and not let those with ulterior motives take advantage of him. She was going to track down the person behind the scenes and find out who had snipe away his father's soul.

At first, Lin Jinping didn't believe Lin Qingwan's words, and didn't believe that his father's soul had left his body and was taken away by someone. Now, he firmly believed it. At this moment, he quickly cheered up and went to the door to greet those who came to pay their respects, showing a sad expression, trying to make the scene more realistic.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. Soon, more and more people came to pay their respects. Many people who had received the general's kindness knelt at the gate and cried bitterly, kowtowed continuously. One person came, then two, and soon, many people gathered at the gate, crying bitterly, and came to bid farewell to General Lin.

Of course, Lin Jinping had to deal with all of this. He had been with his father for many years and was familiar with the relationships here. Lin Yiyang stayed by the coffin and didn't dare to leave.