I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 83 Who are you?
"It's Shishi, my injury is still not healed, she told me to remember better." Lin Luo covered his face with a 'you understand' expression.

The matter is urgent, although Lin Luo knows that the relationship between the two brothers and sisters is very good, but Xie Bi'an will definitely not ask Li Shishi about this kind of matter.

"Really?" Xie Bi'an didn't seem to believe that his sister would do such a cruel thing.

Lin Luo walked out of the room and closed the door: "Brother Bi'an is laughing at me. Why are you coming to me so late? What's the important thing?"

Lin Luo emphasized the word 'important'.

"I don't even know where to start..."

Xie Bi'an stared at Lin Luo: "I have been a ghost messenger for 500 years. Thanks to Master Yan Jun, he promoted me to the position of Bai Wuchang. This sitting has lasted for more than 300 years."

"Brother Bi'an works hard, and Bai Wuchang's position is expected by everyone." Lin Luo didn't know Xie Bi'an's purpose, so he could only follow his words.

"I know, my magic power is mediocre, and my brain is not very good. All these years, my brother has taken care of me, and I didn't make any mistakes just now. Bi'an is very grateful." Xie Bi'an bowed slightly, clasped his fists and said.

Lin Luo patted Xie Bi'an's shoulder carelessly: "What are you doing? Do we still need to say these words?"

"My brother taught me well."

Xie Bi'an looked humble: "I remember that when I first became a ghost messenger, I was by your side. Brother, do you still remember the first sentence you warned me?"

"Haha! It's been hundreds of years, how can I still remember?" Lin Luo had no memory of Fan Wujiu, so he could only laugh, trying to get away with it.

"Have you forgotten, brother? But I still remember, brother said, you can talk a little bit when you meet people, but don't forget everything."

Xie Bi appeased to sigh: "But after all these years, I still can't do it."

Lin Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a straight face: "My brothers don't need to beat around the bush. If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Xie Bi'an raised his head and glanced at the door: "Bian's words have always been indifferent, if there is something offensive in his words, please forgive me first."

Lin Luo waved his hands, with a look of impatience on his face: "But it's okay to say."

"When did brother learn to compose lyrics?" Xie Bi'an stared.

"I copied it. This poem was written by Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. I happened to hear it when I came to the world to seduce my soul, and I remembered it in my heart."

Lin Luo remained calm. He estimated that the real Fan Wujiu might be illiterate, and no one believed that he could compose lyrics.

"When did that brother get injured, and why is there only 50 years of mana left?" Xie Bi'an continued to ask.

Lin Luo asked back, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"My brother and I face each other day and night. I don't know anything about poetry, but my brother was injured so badly that I didn't realize it. This... this..." Xie Bi'an's face was full of confusion.

Lin Luo said lightly: "Why should everyone know about such a trivial matter? I was injured a few months ago, but I just kept holding back. You also know that I am determined to win the position of inspection."

"Brother, don't lie to me. Even though you are seriously injured, you are still the leader of the four ghost messengers. How about your aura?"

The more calm Lin Luo was, the more uneasy Xie Bi'an felt. He had known Fan Wujiu for hundreds of years, and he knew Fan Wujiu's behavior and habits like the palm of his hand.

But during this time, Fan Wujiu's performance was too abnormal!

The poem is just an introduction, Xie Bi'an has always been slow to realize, but just now Fan Wujiu's handling of Xiang Liu Sanhun has completely connected all doubts into a thread!

"Momentum? What kind of momentum?" Lin Luo frowned slightly.

Xie Bi'an let out a soft 'hum', and a chilling intent permeated the air, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a bit: "This is the aura! As a ghost messenger, I have countless souls. For ordinary ghosts, this Not to mention fleeing when he sees the evil spirit, but he never dares to be reckless and rampant again.

But just now when I sacrificed the Haunting Banner, countless ghosts in the banner roared with all their might, and didn't pay attention to you at all. How do you explain it? "

"Xie Bi'an! What do you mean by that?"

Lin Luo's expression remained unchanged, but he was quietly planning a way out in his heart - Xie Bi'an had already doubted himself, if he told Yan Jun, he would definitely die.

kill him?

No, for the clumsy and silly Xie Bian, Lin Luo really couldn't do anything.

What's more, to kill Xie Bi'an, you need at least the power of Jianggui's eighteen palms and ten palms, that is more than 100 points.

Although Lin Luo now has [-] points after completing the mission of Xiaoqing Oath of Blood, this is obviously not a wise choice.

Because the resurrection coin only needs 10 points.

The big deal is to start over after death, and the task of reading files is easy and freehand.

Most importantly, Lin Luo wanted to see how Xie Bi'an would deal with him?

"You are not Fan Wujiu! Who are you?"

Xie Bi'an's eyes were bloodshot, he couldn't believe it, he didn't even want to believe it, but there were too many doubts, and he couldn't help it!
"I am Fan Wujiu, and Fan Wujiu is me. If you don't believe me, there is nothing I can do about it." Lin Luo couldn't find any other reason for a while, so he had to refute it forcefully.

"it is good!"

Xie Bi'an made a move with his right hand, and a black soul-obsessed banner appeared in his hand: "I won't argue with you, I will summon ten evil spirits from the banner, if you can scare them away with just your momentum, I will believe you."

Lin Luo looked reluctant: "I am seriously injured. If I release my aura, the recovery time will be prolonged..."

Of course Xie Bi'an didn't believe it, and said mockingly: "Don't you dare? Then forget it, follow me back to the underworld to see Lord Yan Jun."

Xie Bi'an took a step forward, his body's mana was running, as if he was about to strike.

"Wait a minute! Do you believe me as long as I scare away ten evil spirits?" Lin Luo asked.

"Yes, but you are not allowed to use magic power. All the evil spirits in my seductive banner have lost their minds. If I don't give orders, they will only follow their instincts to seek good fortune and avoid evil."

Xie Bi'an tossed the soul-hooking banners into the air: "With Hei Wuchang's momentum, let alone ten, even thousands of them can only temporarily avoid the sharp edge."

boom--

As soon as Xie Bi'an finished speaking, ten hideous ghosts surged out of the Haunting Banner.

hiss……

Even though Lin Luo had seen quite a few ghosts, it was the first time he had seen such a ferocious-looking ghost, and he couldn't help but gasp.

I saw these ghosts--

There are men and women.

There are tall and short.

There are fat and thin.

(Don't ask me why I didn't describe it, it's 404)

"It's really embarrassing, Brother Bi'an, it's not easy for you to collect these chickens and weak ghosts, is it really good to scare them like this?"

Lin Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered the first time he met Gan Gan, the ghost-fighting stick technique used to scare the mayflies and ghosts into the sky just by their momentum, and they fled away.

"Brother Fan, if you can really scare them away, Bian will kowtow to you to apologize."

Xie Bi'an looked sincere, then shook his head: "But you can't do it!"

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