Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

The air seemed to freeze into ice.

The surface formed formations at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the complex script scripts shone with silvery light. The night ghost could feel the deadly threat coming like a hurricane.When the rune was approaching, he reached out tremblingly and grabbed the corner of Lin Xun's clothes, and screamed: "The fire of the rune is about to burn me!"

That extreme power seemed to boil the soul in the next moment.

Lin Xun didn't fight back violently. He looked at the runes calmly. At the close of the moment, he actually tore off a piece of thread from his cuff. It was originally an exquisite pine and cypress embroidery, but it disappeared little by little from the end. At the same time, a thread in the air The silk thread spread out, entangled the rune very roughly, preventing it from advancing any further.

The finger manipulating the silver thread moved a few times, and the soil on the ground was pulled out crazily, turning up a whole layer, the roots of the tree were affected, the tree shook, and many leaves fell down one after another, entangled with the runes silently, and pieced together Come out with a chic style of 'leaf'.

The slender fingers rested on the right shoulder, the silver thread was wrapped around the knuckles, and the circle-shaped ring glowed white in the moonlight. Lin Xun nodded gracefully: "Let me introduce, my surname is Ye."

Some of the leaves in spring just sprouted green buds, and the last few fell gently on his shoulders: "The leaves are falling."

Everyone in the world knows about the King of Myriad Ghosts, but few people know about Ye Luo.

After a long time, many people dare not even say the word 'Wan Gui Wang' after Sunset Mountain.

Now that the name is being spoken openly, there is an unspeakable danger in the darkness.

Qian Jiangyue opened her thin lips lightly: "Qianwen old man?"

Although the age is different from what Leng An said, there are many people in the world who can change their voice and appearance through special means.

The corner of Lin Xun's mouth twitched, faintly, making one feel that he seemed to be in a good mood.

"It seems that your apprentice has been sent back."

He admitted his identity frankly.

Lin Xun seldom worried about losing his vest. For him, any identity can be easily obtained when he needs it. If there is one less old man who asks questions, thousands of martial arts masters can emerge.

When the atmosphere on the field calmed down slightly, Lin Xun stretched out his hand like lightning, grabbed the night ghost who hadn't been overwhelmed, and flew out.

Qian Jiangyue's sleeve robe moved, bringing out a strong wind, and the runes that were originally entangled with the leaves regained their freedom. They circled up like a snake, and soon tied the night ghost's feet tightly.

Ye Gui originally expected Lin Xun to save him, but when he looked up for a moment, he saw the almost cold smile in the other party's eyes, and subconsciously realized what would happen next.

The same expression... Every time he faced life and death without hesitation and made a choice to betray his companions, it was always him who made it to others.

"I'm sorry," a light voice sounded in my ear: "I forgot to tell you, I really don't like Kasyapa's lineage."

Lin Xun let go of his hand, Ye Gui was suddenly dragged back to the ground, and in a short moment, the scroll in his hand was pulled away.

A silver ball exploded in the air, and the gray mist obstructed vision for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the King of Thousand Ghosts had long since disappeared.

Ye Gui fully realized that from the very beginning, Wan Gui Wang had no intention of saving him, but just used himself to distract Qian Jiangyue's attention and take the opportunity to seize the painting.

He looked at Qian Jiangyue who was walking towards him step by step, and the fear of death was dispelled. After a while, a vicious smile appeared on his face: "I will die today, but you didn't get any benefits."

As if thinking of some interesting picture, Ye Gui's eyes were full of anticipation: "That painting fell into the hands of the King of Ghosts, and the righteous way will never be peaceful, hahaha, haha..."

A bloodstain ran down from his forehead, and the rampant laughter stopped abruptly.

Qian Jiangyue put away the knife and looked at the direction of Lin Xun's departure with extremely sharp eyes.

King of Myriad Ghosts... Ye Luo.

A trace of killing intent surged out in all directions as he retracted the knife.

……

Go away empty-handed, stepping on the moonlight and returning with a full load.

Humming an incoherent tune, just as he was about to enter the inn, footsteps suddenly came from the left side: "Where did you go?"

Nan Hengyi was wearing a pure black outer shirt, which was a bit flimsy for a spring night.

Lin Xun had some subtle feelings in his heart just now when he handed over his real master in name.

"Go out for a night tour."

Nan Hengyi obviously didn't believe his excuses. Of course, Lin Xun didn't need to explain. To be frank, the other party is still in the state of being kidnapped. As the instigator, he has the absolute initiative.

Pushing open the door, he turned his face and asked, "Aren't you going in?"

Nan Heng shook his head: "I'm going to visit the branch."

Lin Xun watched him walk away until he disappeared at the corner of the street.

It has to be said that Nan Heng has lived like a noble son, wearing a set of clothes every day, and disappearing like ghosts and ghosts in the past few days, it doesn't look like he was threatened and forced to stay.

"You think so too, right?"

Looking up, there was actually one sitting on the roof, Wu Que said with a dark face: "He looks like he has a feeling that he won't come back."

Lin Xun couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

"Abandon the poisoned junior brother, and do what you want to do openly." Wu Que's tone was a little disappointed, but soon his temper came up, and he said demonstratively: "When I go back, I will be cruel to Master. Seriously report."

Lin Xun saw that he looked aggrieved, and thought that he might have to find a way to coax this little boy to worship under his door in the future, so he comforted him symbolically: "There is no need to be so troublesome, maybe you won't be able to go back."

Wu Que stared at him with wide eyes: "You really want my life!"

I dismissed the thought just now, and if nothing else, I guess it will take two years to raise my EQ, so I pushed the door and walked in without any further hesitation.

It was pitch black inside the house, and an oil lamp was lit, which was only enough to illuminate half of the room.

Putting the picture scroll on the table, just as he untied the outermost string, a majestic momentum burst out instantly, and the fingers that were originally placed on the picture scroll were quickly put away, Lin Xun stepped back a few steps and frowned: "This What is it?"

[System: Ghost King Map. 】

Lin Xun was stunned, he didn't remember that Wan Gui Wang had created this work.

[System: It was not made by the King of Ghosts. 】

After thinking for a while, he directly pinched the end of the painting and shook it lightly. The moment the scroll was completely unfolded, the oil lamp was extinguished directly. The cold air that hit his face was Lin Xun, and his complexion turned pale for a moment.

It's just a back figure outlined with a few strokes, the cold ink seems to be a living life, as if it will break away from the shackles of the painting at any time.

It is not difficult to recognize at a quick glance that the person in the painting is Qian Jiangyue.

Lin Xun suddenly thought of something unreasonable. Today, Qian Jiangyue is the most famous person in the world, but the system has never recommended Qian Jiangyue to be the leader of the world.

"why?"

[System: The information about Qian Jiangyue is top secret, sold by word, 100 taels per word. 】

Fortunately, Lin Xun made a fortune by selling paintings, so he proudly threw over 1000 taels of silver at him.

[System: Name: Qian Jiangyue.

Sex: Male.

Age: adult. 】

Silence, both sides are silent.

After a long silence, Lin Xun politely took out 1 taels, and the system did not mention charging by word.

[System: Qian Jiangyue's biological mother is a human being, and her father is the commander-in-chief of the late Kasyapa lineage. 】

Since ancient times, children born between night ghosts and humans are mostly regarded as existences that need to be eradicated. Tracing back to the source, racial conflicts are second, and more importantly, because it is almost impossible for the two bloodlines to merge, such children are born unable to restrain themselves. To live with one's own strength, as one grows older, one's evil character will become more and more apparent.

Kasyapa's lineage is cruel by nature and is the most extreme faction among night ghosts. According to common sense, Qian Jiangyue should now be a heinous devil, not a leader of righteousness in the world.

Lin Xun looked down at the painting carefully: "Could it be related to this painting?"

[System: It is essentially the same as the ghost king picture, but its power is far greater than that of the ghost king picture, which is equivalent to completely stripping a part of its own power into Feng Yu in the picture. 】

No wonder there is only one figure from the back in the painting. The intention of the painter is to make this figure never turn around.

During the heyday of the King of All Ghosts, the painting could be used to teleport anywhere. If the power of the seal in the painting is lifted, one can imagine what kind of disaster it will be.

Lin Xun moved his lips, thought for a while, and said to the figure in the painting, "You can hear me, right?"

A painting is still a painting, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched it randomly twice, from the head, to the waist... and then the part below the waist.

Not to mention, it feels really good.

A dazzling light shot out, Lin Xun quickly withdrew his hand, and there was a scar on the tiger's mouth.

[System: It is recommended that the host close the picture scroll, so that the five senses of the person in the picture will be cut off accordingly. 】

Lin Xun shook his head, declined its kindness, hung the painting on the wall, moved a small bench and sat on the side, and began to talk non-stop about his philosophy of life——

"No name is the beginning of heaven and earth; name is the mother of all things. This tells us that the most important thing to be a human being is to be calm and happy."

[System: What are you doing? 】

Lin Xun: "Influence him with knowledge."

[System: What are you doing with your hands? 】

The hand that hadn't had time to stop the bleeding quickly touched the painting, and quickly retracted it. Lin Xun said solemnly: "Warm him with love."