mythical card maker

Chapter 68 The Old Monster Strikes

"This is the first time that the teacher has such a high evaluation of a person."

In the ancient house, the dim lights were scattered, and the figure in the blood-colored wide-sleeved kimono spoke softly. The tone was as lonely as cherry blossoms falling on the lake, and the ripples were light.

"He is indeed much stronger than you." The middle-aged man said mercilessly, grabbed the wine bottle and drank it, the dark red wine dripped down his bearded jaw, from a distance it looked like a vampire drinking heavily human blood.

"Don't think that everything will be fine if you create a purple spirit card. Huaxia Kyushu has outstanding people, and Zhou Chuan is an example."

The middle-aged burped, and continued: "I sent someone to collect his information, and then contacted the situation of this battle. It is almost certain that this Zhou Chuan has no fewer than seven purple-quality cards in his hand."

"With such accumulation, what kind of talent, what kind of luck, and what kind of spirit is it?" The middle-aged man paused, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that the power in the dark is always looking after that country. Compared with them, we need this kind of talent even more!"

"Teacher, Dongying still has us..." The figure walked while talking, his thin body was like a waist, and his shoulders were shaved. You can listen to his voice carefully. Although it is young, you can really distinguish the man's deepness.

It's hard to imagine that this bright and graceful "beautiful woman", who seems to be able to cause chaos in the world and fight for each other as soon as she steps out of the compound, is actually a man.

But looking closely at his pair of eyes, it is clear that there is a knife light hidden, not to mention the slender figure, his eyebrows and eyes are really not ordinary.

Or rather, ferocious.

"You? You? A hundred of them together are not worth one Zhou Chuan."

The middle-aged man said unceremoniously, got up staggeringly, and said as he walked: "Breakthrough to gold as soon as possible, if I'm right, Zhou Chuan's failure to break through before is probably because he is laying a solid foundation, and now he is pushing to the limit. , will soon usher in an outbreak..."

"I don't care what method you use, even if you break through hastily and leave behind hidden dangers, you must catch up with him! This is our last chance! The higher-ups are always watching!"

"I... I see, teacher."

"By the way, how is that card made?"

"Some eyebrows."

"I'll give you another three days. If you can't do it, I'll give the materials to Tao Li. The precious knowledge that so many people died in the Association got out of the ruins is not for useless people!"

"I see... Teacher, I will make the cards tonight."

"Better so."

The middle-aged man let out a breath of alcohol, staggered and pushed the door away.

The young man looked at his back, and there was no trace of humility in his eyes.

Under the copper-colored light, he slowly spread his palms, and saw two cards with purple borders lying quietly on his hands.

He just stared at the two spirit cards without moving.

It wasn't until night fell that he wiped off the makeup on his face, took out a cherry red long knife from his heart and carried it on his shoulder, and stepped into the moonlight without looking back.

"Zhou Chuan..."

His voice wandered in the night wind.

……

Ice City, a barbecue stand.

"hiss."

"What's the matter, Achuan?"

"This meat skewer is overcooked, and it's a little toothache."

Zhou Chuan said, gently pressing the side of his face.

It has been a whole afternoon since Heimu let go of his harsh words and ran away in despair. Due to a heavy rain, the two brothers missed the bus home due to a heavy rain, so they could only stay in Bingcheng for the time being.

"A Chuan, we have to find a place to live quickly. Looking at this day, it feels like there will be another heavy rain at any time."

"Senior, don't worry, I have come here to compete before, and I can find a place to live."

"That's good."

The two ate while talking, and quickly cleared away the mountain of skewers on the plate.

After eating and drinking, the two walked side by side on the unique and quaint long street in Bingcheng. After making eye contact, they each turned in the same direction when they left.

"fool……"

In a shadowy corner where the neon lights of the city can't cover, a big ghost with hollow eyes and a ferocious face, in a very strange posture, put his head on the street full of puddles and sniffed fiercely. sound.

"Ho."

After a while, it seemed to smell something, and its empty eye sockets turned in two directions one after another, finally finding the direction where Zhou Chuan left, and the next moment it rushed out like a vicious dog.

"Master Lu, Third Master, hold it down."

The big ghost chased to a certain corner of the city, and two majestic figures greeted it.

Because of the absence of eyes, the big ghost's vision is limited, but under the blessing of that incomparably thick heart, it can barely avoid the two big hands reaching out to it in a very strange posture.

Then it flew into the air in the attitude of a vicious dog rushing for prey, with a dark and ominous air wave lingering around him.

"Baye, do it!"

Zhou Chuan spoke again, only to hear the sound of metal scraping across the ground, and the dark and dull chain directly strangled the big ghost's neck from behind.

Without Zhou Chuan's instructions, Lord Yan came to the side of Lord Eight in a flash, and the two handsome men worked together to pull the big ghost towards the direction of Niutou.

But in the middle of the intersection, Niu Sanye was holding the Xintinghou knife, waiting silently like a hunter buried deep in a snowdrift.

"Buzz."

As if knowing that he was about to have a "full meal", the blade trembled slightly, making a pleasant whisper.

"Black smoke."

But at this moment, an old voice came, and thick black smoke suddenly rose from the body of the big ghost. The smoke moved with the wind, and soon merged with the shadow.

The ecstasy chain that originally bound the big ghost fell to the ground at this moment, and the sound of "ding" was enough to make anyone panic.

"Don't look back."

The old voice sounded again, the tone was extremely flat, as if he was talking about ordinary topics such as "I had buns for breakfast", "What's the weather tomorrow".

But Zhou Chuan seemed to be controlled by some kind of magic spell. He turned his head stiffly, and saw that the hideous, treacherous head of the evil spirit was less than a palm away from him. He could even smell the smell coming from the other party. , extremely dry taste of blood.

"catch him."

Hearing the words, the big ghost stretched out his arms suddenly, and pulled out an incomparably weird smile on his ferocious face, and a crooked and thin figure faintly appeared in the empty eye sockets.

This is what it feels like to touch something physical.

It caught Zhou Chuan, and even if a master of Fu Douying's level appeared, it would be difficult to save him.

"Tell me your knowledge one by one..."

The person behind gave the order calmly, but there was no response at all.

Surprised, he directly descended his mind power consciousness on the big ghost, and soon, rich sensory feedback came, and he was finally able to spy on the abnormality through his "vision".

"This body shape...why is there something wrong?"

Wang Laoguai said in his heart, subconsciously looked up, and saw two lantern-like bull eyes staring straight at "him".

In an instant, his heart felt endlessly cold, his internal organs seemed to be held tightly by ghostly hands, surprised and cold.

"I got hit!"

he said in his heart.

(End of this chapter)