Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Stepping over the gravel, Lin Xun walked forward calmly.

The middle-aged man behind him said: "If you go any further, within thirty steps, you will surely perish."

Lin Xun really listened to the persuasion and stopped, and turned around and said: "I heard that this place occupies the land as the king."

The middle-aged man continued to throw stones at his chest and ignored him.

Lin Xun said to himself, "The piece of land in front of this gate seems to belong to you." He looked around, and there was a small house tens of meters ahead, with uneven levels of rubble, which looked old.This house will leak if it rains.

He glanced at the middle-aged man sympathetically: "Is it the bottom of the food chain?"

With a bang, the middle-aged man picked a bigger stone and hit it on his chest, as if expressing his resentment.

"You called me Lianzi just now?" Lin Xun said suddenly.

Hearing the word 'lianzi', the middle-aged man seemed to regain consciousness for a moment, but soon he kept hitting his chest fiercely, shouting: "I will kill you, I will kill you!"

Lin Xun shook his head and walked forward.

Just as he passed the dilapidated hut and took another step forward, a ball of flames ignited in front of him, and the entire ground formed a slanting circle.

Before he had time to react, flames shot up into the sky, condensed into a fire dragon roaring towards him from mid-air with its teeth and claws.

Seeing that the fire-breathing Dakou was about to come into direct contact with him, a soft inner force surged from behind him, surrounding the flames like water, and the ground returned to calm again, leaving only a scorched black layer on the surface to record what had just happened.

Lin Xun was dragged into the air by someone, and in the blink of an eye, he could only see the strange hair color of the rescuer, and there seemed to be a touch of aqua blue at the tip of the hair.

The mysterious man was standing on a raised corner of the house. After Lin Xun maintained his balance, he looked sideways at the person who pulled him away from the flames.

The lines of his face are soft, and his whole person feels like a gentle sea.

Lin Xun looked at his feet, "It doesn't mean that every inch of this place belongs to it, this roof should also have its owner."

The mysterious man spoke, as if playing the most beautiful music in the world: "There is no place in Wuyou Villa that I can't go to."

"Your Excellency is..."

The mysterious man didn't answer, his eyes swept over every part of the villa, like an emperor inspecting his subjects.

"Could it be that you are the owner of this villa?" Lin Xun joked.

The mysterious man actually nodded.

Lin Xun was stunned. Originally, he thought that Wuyou Villa was not under the control of others, and everyone occupied their own positions, but he didn't expect that there was a nominal owner.

He looked down on the tip of his toes, and there was an old man underneath, talking non-stop, and making a strange gesture. With a palm strike, flames would appear out of nowhere on the empty ground.

The old man playing with fire seemed to have noticed his gaze, but when he saw the person standing beside him, he just gave Lin Xun a cold look, and went to play on his own.

Lin Xun began to believe that the person beside him was the owner of Wuyou Villa.

"The reason." The mysterious man said slowly, "The reason for coming to the villa."

Lin Xun lifted his robe and sat down on the spot: "I came here to follow my mother's last wish."

He raised his head, and the height difference between the two of them allowed him to see the whole picture of the mysterious man better.

The most attractive part of a person is probably the eyes.

He has seen many pairs of eyes, cold, sharp, and hazy.

But what attracted the attention of this mysterious man was his hair. Under the moonlight, the black hair exuded a faint blue luster, as beautiful as the Milky Way in the sky.

"If you don't understand martial arts, you won't be able to survive." The mysterious man made every movement slowly, and he seemed to have a soft temper, not at all like the master who could lead this terrifying villa.

Pointing to several places on the ground, Lin Xun asked: "If any one of them is defeated by me, will his land also belong to me?"

The mysterious man shook his head: "Just kill it."

Lin Xun: "Can only pass the martial arts competition?"

The mysterious man pointed at the old man who was holding a fire in his palm: "If you want to compete with him, you have to be better than the opponent."

Lin Xun: "If I want to compete for land with the man I just met at the door, I have to compete with him for the boulder in my chest. Whoever gets crushed first loses, right?"

The mysterious man nodded with a smile.

Lin Xun: "The rules of the competition are determined by the person who first occupied this land?"

"Yes."

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Xun found that the owner of the Wuyou Villa had a very good temper, soft-tempered, always squinting, and would explain everything with a gentle smile when asked.

The most surprising thing is that this gentleness comes naturally, not by force.

Lin Xun quickly came to a conclusion: this person must be a pervert just like him.

Just as he was thinking, the mysterious man suddenly knelt down and took his hand gently, squinting his eyes and smiling: "I feel that you are very close, you go and kill any of them, so that we can be family members, and we will be together every day in the villa." Meet."

Lin Xun: "Don't you think of them as family?"

The mysterious man nodded: "But I met someone I like more." He looked at Lin Xun intently, as if looking at the most precious treasure in the world: "Young, more beautiful than the girl's house, we are also very destined."

Lin Xun didn't agree, nor did he refuse. His eyes turned around the entire Wuyou Villa, and finally stopped at a small lake. The surface of the lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the vast night sky. It was small in size, but deep and charming.

"But I have found a suitable place to live," he said, looking at the lake, "it's very good there."

The mysterious man's expression flickered slightly.

Lin Xun: "Could it be that there are people living there?"

Mysterious man: "That's a lake."

Lin Xun: "I am a shark."

Mystery man:……

In fact, if you look carefully, it is not a pure lake. There is a huge rock in the middle, with pits and pits on the surface, at least it will not fall if you stand on it.

"Can you take me there?" Lin Xun asked.

The mysterious man grabbed his wrist, tapped his toes on the lake surface a few times, and sent Lin Xun safely to the rock in the middle of the lake.

He took a deep look at Lin Xun: "If you want to change places, just kill anyone here."

Lin Xun looked around: "I will not survive if I leave the water for too long."

The mysterious man's eyes were complicated, and after a while, he disappeared abruptly like water mist.

Lin Xun sat leisurely on the rocks. The bricks and tiles of the houses on the shore of the lake were carefully selected. The house was many times larger than the dilapidated house he saw at the door. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was magnificent.

"The surrounding scenery is good, and there is a large piece of land," the corner of his mouth curled up, "he must be the highest ranking person in this village."

He took out the flute at his waist and played it to the moon, the sound waves rippling with the wind and floated to the shore.

"Who, who is playing the flute! I don't want to live at night!" The majestic gate was kicked open, and a little old man came out, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist, extremely sloppy.

Lin Xun Ren scolded him, and continued to brag.

"You ignorant boy, get over here, no, die for your grandpa!"

This old man has been studying hidden weapons all year round. His original name is Chen Xiaobao, but he always feels that he is a descendant of the Tang sect, and he calls his surname Tang when he meets everyone.

Different from his sloppy appearance, making hidden weapons is a delicate job, which cannot be disturbed by others, so he came to Wuyou Villa, killed three people in a row, and took three large pieces of land as his own, in order to keep his surroundings safe. Quiet.

After thousands of calculations, they never expected that an unexpected visitor would come to the lake one day.

"Boy, how do you compare?"

Lin Xun put down his flute and asked calmly, "You want to compete with me for land?"

The little old man frowned: "Nonsense."

Lin Xun tilted his head to look at him: "I am nine thousand years old."

The little old man frowned even more.

Lin Xun: "Chitose doesn't have a lower body, so I'm a mermaid."

Facing the moon on his back, he said inexplicably: "Sharks will cry, cry."

The little old man: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Lin Xun: "Let's see whose tears turn into bigger pearls. If you are bigger, you win."

The muscles on the little old man's face twitched: "Worry-free Villa can only decide the result immediately. A scoundrel like you will be sentenced to death by the Villa."

Lin Xun showed a clear expression, and randomly took out a book from the luggage, "That's like memorizing a book."

"You, you..." The little old man was so angry that he swayed back and forth. Finally, he stomped his feet and ran to a distance, shouting as he ran, "Student, do me a favor and share your land!"

After a while, he pulled a person over.

The off-white robe and brown pupils should be of mixed race.

"Student, help me win him. After the old man, I will kill this boy with my own hands, and the land to the west will belong to you."

The mixed race seemed to be a scholar, with a book in his hand all the time, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very ferocious. He licked the corner of his mouth and said, "The brain belongs to me."

He loves eating human brains the most. Every time he eats a human brain, he feels that he has swallowed all the knowledge and memories of that person.

Lin Xun could faintly smell blood across half of the lake. He looked at the mixed-race scholar and smiled: "You want to compare reading with me?"

The other party looked impatient, and his eyes seemed to swallow Lin Xunsheng alive.

Lin Xun: "If you lose..."

"I give you my life," the foreign scholar swallowed, "but I won, I only want your brain, cook and eat."

Lin Xun shook his head: "I'm not interested in your life." He changed to a slightly flat place and stood: "You ask a question, I answer, the question can only be recorded in the book, a question, I answer correctly You have to give me 3000 taels."

The foreign scholar nodded without thinking about it. He now regarded Lin Xun as his own meal.

"Fresh man." Lin Xun's brows were smiling, as warm as a spring breeze: "Let's come up with a question."