Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 262 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu

When Muxuan got up in the morning, she found that the camellia tree in the yard had grown a lot taller, and several more trees were planted one after another around. A small bud.

She looked into the next room, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no sound.

Mu Xuan walked over and knocked on the door, but there was no answer in the room. She went back and found a food box under the eaves. When she opened it, the vegetable porridge inside was still steaming. pastry.

Mu Xuan picked up the food box and stopped outside Fu Xian's room for a while, then returned to the wing.

Strange, where did the male ghost go?

On weekdays, he was tending the camellia tree, or he was standing in front of her window and giggling early in the morning, why is there no ghost today?
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On the back mountain of Lanruo Temple, the sky is dark and dark clouds cover the land. The Lanruo Temple at the foot of the mountain is brightly sunny, while the back mountain is gloomy like hell, with ghost howling, crying, and weeping.

This place is shrouded in an ominous atmosphere. It seems that something bad has mixed into the back mountain and stirred up the situation.

The female ghost in white clothes was stained with blood. Her fingers, the hem of her clothes, and even her face covered with scars were all splashed with blood. There were two corpses lying in front of her.

The smell of blood stimulated the ghosts in the dark, the wind was surging, and there were frightening howls intermittently.

"Bai Shu, what are you doing?"

The man's clear and cold voice brought back Bai Shu's sanity. The corners of her lips were still dripping with blood, and she casually wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with the back of her hand. Half of her face was stained with bright red blood, and the blood condensed. This scene was extremely shocking.

After a while, Bai Shu spoke without any emotion.

"Murder." She said succinctly.

kill?She already has karma in her body, and after she dies, she will go to the [-]th hell to get rid of her sins. If she dares to kill someone now, is it because she thinks the process of losing her soul is too slow?
She is dead, who buys food for the scholar.

Fu Xian's sleeves were in the wind, and his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow. He stood in the shadow, his charming and beautiful face was both good and evil, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"I said before that in Lanruo Temple, you can't kill at will. Do you want me to take the initiative to expel it, or leave on my own." Fu Xian's eyes flashed a bloodthirsty murderous intent that was as cold as real.

He looked at Bai Shu, and his eyes flashed with impatience. The two died on the boundary of Lanruo Temple, polluting the land. Those Fengshui masters pay attention to some kind of aura and karma. If this kind of bloody disaster affects the luck of the scholar , that's not good.

The scholar is very talented, so he finally agreed to spend more time with him, but he couldn't let irrelevant people bother him.

A chill came out of Bai Shu's body, "I won't leave."

The souls of the two dead people on the ground had been eaten by the nearby wild ghosts, and their bodies were stiff, obviously dead for a long time.

"I didn't kill people." Bai Shu said, her voice was damaged, and she spoke hoarsely, as if she was walking on the tip of a knife without saying a word, "Someone is eyeing Lanruo Temple, your scholar, you will suffer."

In the last sentence, she slowed down her tone, with a hint of gloating.

Fu Xian's face changed, and the blood in the dark clouds shrouded in the sky frantically rushed in one direction, which was the guest room of Lanruo Temple!
Mu Xuan walked around the yard after breakfast, and Fu Xian prepared a good set of the Four Treasures of the Study and some paints for her.

Muxuan spread out the rice paper on the stone table in the yard, and the ink-soaked brush stroked the white rice paper like a snake. A green mountain slowly appeared on the white paper. In the river, there is a flat boat in the water.

She used azurite, stone green, and other pigments to smudge inside, outlining an elegant and timeless landscape painting.

Mu Xuan put the painting aside to dry, and drew another portrait from memory.

There was a slight smile on the man's gorgeous face, the corners of his eyes revealed joy, and he was dressed in a moon-white robe, which made him stand out from the world. After Mu Xuan finished the last stroke, staring at the handsome face on the rice paper, she laughed and said : "I haven't seen you for a while, but I start to miss you."

Suddenly, there was a bloody smell that was so weak that it was almost undetectable, and the wind blew down the grass and trees in the courtyard, causing a burst of hee-hee rustling.

Mu Xuan's expression froze, she held the brush tightly, and she wore a jade pendant around her waist, which was given to her by Fu Xian, saying that it could resist the invasion of evil spirits.

Come on, not good.

At this time, a gap was opened in the jade pendant, and the lustrous brilliance quietly dimmed. With a crisp cracking sound, it pierced through the air and approached the door. Mu Xuan suddenly lowered her body to dodge, and the corner of her clothes was cut a big hole.

"boom!"

The stone table was broken from the middle, the crack was straight, and there was still power.

A black-clothed swordsman appeared out of nowhere, with killing intent wandering in the narrow space, making people breathless.

Her younger generation felt chills, her adrenal hormones soared, and her brain was running crazily.

Who is this man?Why kill her?Is it related to Chu Xuan's life experience?

"Crack." The man in black split the big rock thrown at him into two pieces, without saying a word, he went straight to kill her.

Mu Xuan retreated behind a big tree in the yard, backing up step by step. She didn't have a weapon in her hand. Although she had been exercising her body and cultivated her inner strength, it was obviously not enough to watch.

Chu Xuan's physical aptitude is mediocre, and the spiritual energy in this world is thin, and all the good exercises she knows are useless.

The black-clothed man hit her deadly spot with every move. If it wasn't for his rich combat experience, Mu Xuan reckoned that she would have been the same as the broken stone table.

It's a pity that the ink painting she just completed was originally intended to be given to the little villain.

The more dangerous it is, the more calm you need to be. Mu Xuan stared at the man in black in the distance. She has very good eyesight. The man in black could not be seen even if thrown into the crowd. Mu Xuan suspected that this man was wearing a human skin mask. .

A good plane of ghosts and ghosts, but also a killer in the rivers and lakes.

Grass.

If I die here, I wonder if there is a chance to read the file and start over?Yuan Li's unscrupulous businessman probably won't give her a chance to be resurrected.

Mu Xuan quickly said: "Don't kill me, I can pay double the price."

The man in black held his sword in front of him and remained unmoved. He seemed to have decided that Mu Xuan would not be able to escape, but at this moment he slowed down his pace, as if admiring the dying struggle of his prey.

Oh, this kind of psychology is needed to create time.

Mu Xuan laughed instead, it is not certain who is the prey.

[The mechanical sound comes out for me. ]
[What's the matter, host, ah, someone is chasing and killing the host, Fu Xian, the target of the detection task, is about to be 50 meters away from the host, please hold on to the host. ]
She ran to Fu Xian's room suddenly, and closed the door with a "bang".

"It's..."

With the sound of the blade rubbing against the ground, the killer slashed open the door with a sword, and Mu Xuan broke out through the window.

Right now, a strong killing intent was heading towards the man in black, Fu Xian's eyes turned red, and he grabbed the killer's neck: "Who sent you here?"

He turned his face to Mu Xuan and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The smile on the corners of Mu Xuan's lips widened, she stared at Fu Xian with scorching eyes, and said softly, "He ruined the portrait I drew for you."

Fu Xian's expression became even colder, and a monstrous anger appeared in his eyes. Under such power, the killer spit out blood, coughed and said, "Show affection, die quickly!"

"???"

　A killer who has no feelings but hates dog food

　　
　
(End of this chapter)