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Chapter 219 [Yuanxi Qianwang Mausoleum Protector] (two in one)

"Why does it feel cold on the back?" Gao Shengxin said.

His senses, who also broke through to the silver-level mental power, are also extremely sharp.

Ba Ye just rode the motorcycle away with his front foot, and he felt something was wrong with his back foot.

But I didn't think about the motorcycle being stolen.

——What a shameless person to do the thing of riding a motorcycle away while the person is not around.

No matter how you don't pay attention to the chronology, he is one of the most talented people in the eastern part of Kyushu. There must be a limit to being shameless.

Hmm... there should be.

"call……"

Goldman let out a soft breath.

It was like a stone was blocked in my heart, and I was extremely depressed.

"I don't know what else is waiting for me in this temple..."

Paste the courtyard wall and sneak into the temple.

With the blessing of the skill card, he was almost a "transparent person" and rolled on the spot and got into the courtyard.

But under the dark blue sky, moss climbs the stairs, black clouds cover the city, and the crescent moon is still in the morning glow.

Bluestone temples, futons along with flowers.

I also saw that there are three poles of mottled bamboo on one pole, and five or six mountain flowers.

A few branches of emerald pines often hang dew, but the grass looks far away but there is no near.

Seeing this scene, even Goldman Sachs, who was a bit crazy and arrogant, couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Compared with this [Duruo Mountain Ghost Temple], his [Shijie Town] is really like a slum.

Cold and dark.

"Such a good arrangement... I don't know how much Ji Nian has spent on it."

Goldman Sachs kept silent and walked "swaggeringly" in the courtyard of the small temple, looking east and west.

The more you look, the more satisfied you are.

"Okay, that's great."

He caressed the stone lampstand in the courtyard, and said in his heart.

It is unknown how much ingenuity the designer has hidden in his mind that even the strange rocks of Mama Lai can be carved into such a shape.

When he thought that such a good design came from Ji Nian, he felt complicated.

"God has no eyes," he said softly.

"Madam Zhu, your empress is waiting for you in the front hall."

The voice from the front yard was cold, as cold as the wind.

"Hmmmmmm."

Mrs. Zhu is suffering from a cold, her voice is thick and muffled.

The eyes of the bald old man who followed secretly moved slightly, and he felt a little strange, but after all, he was limited by the quality level, and he did not have such a high spirituality.

He froze for a while, but didn't react.

He had no choice but to drag his one arm and follow behind Goldman Sachs, protecting him with him.

"You came."

The voice from the hall was cold, like a March breeze in the chilly spring.

"Miss."

The voice that sounded immediately was soft, with the intellectual gentleness after reading poetry and books and years of precipitation.

Hearing the voice but not seeing the person, one knows that the owner of the voice must have been a ladylike and talented person when he was young.

Even today, she is also a gentle mistress who is loved by the servants.

"This should be Mrs. Zhu." Goldman Sachs said thoughtfully.

At the same time, the front hall of the small temple.

The steampunk-style tape recorder was running slowly, and a ray of bronze-colored light came from the top of the machine, illuminating the two wheels.

The sound flows.

"Liang Shanbo's remnant soul is still there, how many helpers have he found, the marriage between your daughter and that Ma's son may not be consummated."

Daiyu sits on the stone platform on the right, her eyes are cold and her lips are facing each other.

"I also ask the empress to see that the believers have worshiped and prayed devoutly for decades, so that the marriage of these two children will be happy and the blessings will continue."

The woman seemed a little surprised when she heard the words, and her voice sounded like a prayer.

"As the saying goes: It is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one fate. Then Liang Shanbo became a county magistrate at a young age, and he is really a good match. You... Sigh."

There was a little helplessness in the words of Fairy Crimson Pearl.

Mrs. Zhu moved her lips and sighed lightly, but she didn't speak, just kowtowed lightly.

But Goldman Sachs heard her voice.

"County magistrate... big sesame seeds and big mung beans? It has nothing to do with the aristocratic family."

"As the saying goes, 'the rich family meets the rich family, and the bamboo family meets the bamboo family'. Marriage should pay attention to the right marriage."

"I wish the glory and future of the whole family rest on Yingtai..."

"County magistrate? It's not as good as the servant of the Ma family."

Mrs. Zhu thought of this, but the expression on her face was truly pious.

The fairy called "Niangniang" seemed to have heard her voice, and said helplessly:
"Then put the marriage contract between your daughter and Mr. Ma's family here with me. You can handle the matter of seeing off your relatives yourself, and I will protect the marriage contract."

"The letter girl thanked the empress, thanked the empress!"

"Go."

"Yes."

The voice gradually drifted away, Mrs. Zhu and her two maids seemed to have left.

Goldman leaned back outside the hall, blinked twice, and looked with his head, but saw nothing.

"Are you looking for me?"

The piercing wind swept towards the back of Goldman Sachs' neck.

He was stunned for a moment, then raised the long knife, rushed straight behind and swept away, but only cut an afterimage.

Responding extremely quickly, he turned his head quickly, but was swept across the right cheek by a string of dark red beads.

First there was a pain, followed by numbness and coldness on one side of the head and neck.

"hiss……"

Goldman Sachs couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, before entering the temple, he put some defensive cards and equipment on his body, but he didn't break the defense on the spot.

But the scene that followed made him a little unbearable:
The flowers on the woman's dress were actually painted by a dense layer of maggots.

Countless white flesh worms gathered in one place, entangled and wriggled, making people physically uncomfortable.

At this moment, the layers of worms suddenly became smaller, so small that it was difficult for him to see clearly.

Then it turned into a puff of white mist, fluttering, and hit his face straight.

"[Insect Dwelling Disk]?"

Goldman Sachs exclaimed subconsciously, and when he realized it, he immediately shut his mouth tightly.

While forming a barrier with mental power, he retreated in a hurry.

And the [Catastrophe Necropolis Circle] he brought was also a summoning card of body-like jelly.

It roughly looks like a black translucent substance composed of countless painful and hideous figures gathered together.

Goldman Sachs realized that something was wrong, and quickly ducked in, letting the white mist hit the black glue.

I saw white smoke curling up, and the dead people who formed the "circle" wailed continuously.

"This way doesn't feel like [Insect Dwelling Disk]."

Goldman Sachs quickly made a judgment, and using the circle of dead people as his armor, he raised his fist and punched that kind face.

"Boom."

Mrs. Zhu took the punch lightly.

The ten fingertips became black and sharp, and his hands were spread apart, like ten sharp knives, stabbing at the same time.

With just one face-to-face meeting, the defense of the Necropolis circle was broken.

The slightly blackened hands with blue veins, like two iron tongs, tightly wrapped around Goldman's shoulders.

Goldman Sachs couldn't break free, and could only watch the two rows of rotten teeth like rusty nails rushing towards him.

I only felt a tingling pain, and the vigorous blood in my body was like a flood that broke through the gate, flowing towards the villages, towns and farmlands, flowing out at a faster speed than when it came.

"not good……"

Goldman Sachs is feeling bad.

The loss of a lot of blood has already made his spirit a little exhausted.

If you don't think of a way to save yourself, you're afraid you'll be eliminated directly.

With a heartbroken heart, he raised his hand and pulled out a skill card called [Demon Thunder Attraction], and threw it into the air with the last bit of strength.

Brother Zongzi also stopped absorbing blood energy at this time.

He only raised his head, his bloody mouth opened wide, and swallowed the blue-purple thunder pillar.

When he opened his eyes again, there was already lightning flashing and blood flowing out.

"Roar."

It roared, and its terrifying aura swept over the mountains.

At this time, it is still wearing Mrs. Zhu's skin card, and the benevolent side contrasts with the fierceness in the eyes, which is very shocking.

Goldman Sachs reacted quickly, waving several one-time skill cards one after another.

Exploding thunder, fire balls, and black smoke all rushed out together, and finally broke away from the shackles of the zombies.

At this moment, the bald old man also dragged his one arm and rushed towards him, with a few paper figurines with strange smiles hanging on his body.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the zombie waved his hand casually, and patted the bald old man aside.

The evil spirit around him condensed into substance, forming axes, axes, knives and forks in the air, and crashed into the regrouped circle of dead people.

But seeing the flickering of fine electric arcs, the circle of dead people formed by layers of black gelatin was blown out of holes one by one in just an instant.

Seeing this, Goldman decisively summoned Kao Bleeding Core, and relied on Ye Feidao and Guanghe Cannon to barely resist Brother Zongzi's offensive.

Taking a few more deep breaths, he poured a gulp of the spiritual potion, the coolness and tingling came together, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

With a wave of his hand, 36 bluestone statues dressed in simple armor and dressed as ancient warriors came out of the shadows.

"Terracotta Warriors?"

Ji Nian, who borrowed Daiyu's shared vision and commanded everything remotely, said something subconsciously, but immediately realized that something was wrong.

——The terracotta warriors and horses can't wear such fine armor, let alone firecrackers.

"Oh!"

But seeing the flames soaring into the sky, countless projectiles and gravels were shot out together, which were also mixed with various evil spirits to restrain the evil.

Brother Zongzi only imitated Goldman Sachs, gathered the evil spirit hidden in his body into essence, and came to recruit exoskeletons, "Susanenghu".

It seemed that this round of attack was easily blocked, but it was actually a bit painful.

Goldman Sachs's legion card named "Yuanxi Qianwang Mausoleum Protector Figurines" consumes a lot. In terms of combat power, even if two or three blue-grade three-star card spirits of the same level are tied together, it is difficult to match .

This is also one of his confidence to win the championship.

If Ji Nian had not made the skin card [Eighteen Riders of Yanyun] in the previous [Capture the Flag in the Desert], and happened to meet him, there is a high probability that both sides will lose in the fight.

——This mausoleum guarding figurine is actually a supporting legion card for King Yuan Xishang, and it can also be regarded as a semi-mythical card.

Coupled with the sophisticated equipment that will be equipped later, the current stage of ghosts or normal ghost soldiers may not be able to suppress it.

Now on the stage, although affected by the lack of mental strength of Goldman Sachs, it is a little weak, but it can also hold back the fighting spirit brother Zongzi for a while.

"It's money ability again."

In the red coffin, Ji Nian couldn't help frowning, and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

In this game, Goldman Sachs can be said to have demonstrated its "money ability" to the fullest.

But his "money ability" does not seem to be in line with the habits and strength of the card master family's training of younger generations.

Card Creator does have a nickname, "Two-legged Gold Swallowing Beast".

But "swallowing gold" also has a limit.

The accumulation of a large number of resources will only encourage seedlings to grow, and cultivate "semi-finished products" and waste that are invincible in the early stage and flooded in the middle stage.

Who in this year's contestants would dare to say that their family is richer than Yu Anran's?

But people still don't pick up the cards honestly.

Every detail in the field is very tasteful, and it looks like it has been carefully polished.

The old Gao family should understand this truth, but they still took the risk of destroying Goldman Sachs' mood and piled him up as a "krypton gold monster".

There must be some unknown secret in this.

"For the championship prize?"

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help frowning.

Template materials, godhead fragments and other things are priceless and precious, but they are not enough to make the famous big family in Yunding Province greedy to such an extent.

"Could it be that... the competition has added more prizes? Or, does this champion status have anything to do with the quota?"

I have to say that Ji Nian's brain is really easy to use, and he can guess almost right away.

Moreover, he also thought of one point:
The "krypton gold intensity" shown by Goldman Sachs in the past two days has far exceeded the resource reserve level of ordinary card families.

Even Bai Ziliang, the son of a rich family in Qingshan, did not have so many resources at the entry stage from bronze to silver.

Yu Anran's superiority is only reflected in the details that the children in the field all use the latest mobile phones, and he does not have defense cards all over his body and skill cards like Goldman Sachs.

In short...the Gao family is afraid that there is something wrong.

There is a high probability that it has something to do with Jing Xingjiao as he guessed before.

"Does the Alliance know about this?"

He didn't think that the competition side didn't have the slightest reaction to the problem that a student of his own could see.

"Don't think about that for now, the game matters."

After thinking for a moment, Ji Nian turned his attention back to the game.

Under the protection of the [Yuanxi Qianwang Mausoleum Guardian Figurines], Goldman, who was wrapped in the [Great Disaster Circle of Dead People], fought and retreated.

Even the bald old man, who had been severely injured several times and whose figure was somewhat illusory, also helped him from the side, protecting him all the way to the corner.

"on!"

Goldman stroking the edge of the wall, turning over with his strength, trying to jump outside the temple, his movements are chic and natural.

It's just that he's handsome for less than three seconds.

Before he could pass halfway, the mottled bamboos that grew in the temple came out one after another, rushing away like flying spears.

The old man flipped the sleeve robe with one arm, and it was quite easy to catch it.

But the shovel hidden behind the bamboo rain was a bit difficult to deal with.

Seeing the black light flash by, the old Taoist closed his eyes slightly, gathered all his strength, and grabbed the handle of the spade.

He was pushed several meters until his back leaned against the wall before he could barely stand upright.

Even the ground paved with bluestone bricks has been dragged out for a long time.

"So reckless."

Goldman Sachs, who was almost overturned by the blast, praised subconsciously, but his movements were not slow at all, and he turned outwards nimbly.

But at this moment, a blue-white shadow flashed out from the temple, grabbing the handle of the spade.

The old Taoist only had one arm left, so naturally he didn't have as much strength as hers, so he was thrown to the ground by an elbow.

Daiyu, who was ordered to attack, opened up all her firepower, and only stretched out a white and delicate hand, clasping Gao Sheng's ankle.

Pull it into the temple, and then follow the trend to settle down, as if to stamp through the circle of dead people.

The bald old man came just in time, and only stretched out his remaining hand, blocking the only way for Daiyu's embroidered shoes, his wrist was almost broken.

"Why are there so many vigorous cards in the Chronicle?"

The question flashed through Goldman's mind.

Seeing Brother Zongzi being entangled by the [Firebolt with Heart and Carved Dragon] of the mausoleum guard, Fairy Jiangzhu also has a bald head and a seasoned way to deal with it.

Goldman Sachs raised his hand and pulled out a small field card: [Qingshan Heifengguan].

There is a relatively complicated set of "formulas" for domain card duels, who wins and who loses.

Factors such as the strength of the card itself and the spiritual level of the card master are all taken into account.

Under the current circumstances, Goldman Sachs is at a disadvantage in every aspect, so it is impossible to break [Red and White Collision], a field card that is far beyond the level of the same level.

And he didn't have this idea in the first place.

He just wanted to break free through the spatial rift created by the battle of domain cards.

To put it bluntly, it is to use the domain card as a displacement skill card.

It has to be said that he is still quite quick-witted.

The "black hole" that disappeared in a flash, even if the mountain ghost with the blessing of the home court and explosive combat power rushed out, it would not be able to catch it at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the young man with bursting veins forcibly retracted a group of Kaling and mausoleum guards, and retreated hundreds of meters away in an instant.

"Cough cough."

The mentally overloaded Goldman Sachs coughed twice, only to feel a splitting headache.

This [Duruo Mountain Ghost Temple] is too dangerous.

With those three monsters guarding them, the task of tearing up the marriage contract is definitely impossible.

"It can only lead to happy and mournful encounters..." Goldman gritted his teeth.

After doing enough homework, he didn't know that when happiness and mourning collided, it was the most dangerous time for this set of field cards.

"It's a blockage at both ends."

Goldman Sachs said bitterly in his heart.

Knowing that the winning rate is not high, you have to endure a lot of training, and you have to persevere.

Magic cards are at stake.

This has already reached the finals, if half of the shots are cast, the gods and the family will have to skin him.

"Magic card, oh magic card."

Goldman Sachs muttered, his eyes that were a little cloudy due to exhaustion began to shine again.

Before the finals, he had seen a sample of the magic card at his father.

Although it was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, just holding it in his hand caused him to have a lot of negative emotions, but the abundant sense of power was really intoxicating.

"I must hold the first batch of experience places in my hand."

With a lot of thoughts in an instant, Gao Sheng took advantage of the space gap and came to the edge of the cliff.

"woc!"

Looking at the empty hillside, his eyes widened instantly: "Where is my motorcycle?"

Needless to say, he must have been ridden away by that dog Ji Nian.

Goldman Sachs took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, raised his hand to call out the downhill rope and scratching hook, handled it simply, and jumped directly without thinking about it.

Brother Zongzi, Daiyu, and Shan Gui looked at each other in blank dismay when they saw this. They actually didn't intend to chase after Goldman Sachs.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this kid has reached his limit, and now he is all supported by one breath.

Pushing forward, it is easy for him to pass on the spot.

"What's the point of this? Competition comes first... No, friendship comes first, competition comes second."

"'Passive' took so many things from Goldman Sachs, it would be too dishonest to persecute him even harder."

At this time, Ji Nian seemed to be very martial arts.

He felt that the main reason was lying down now.

Usually standing and sitting, bad water is accumulated in the brain.

Now that he is lying down, the bad water is distributed all over his body. Although he is still not a good person, he is still so-so and barely passable.

"Hey, I'm ready for the last scene."

Ji Nian moved his body briefly, the coffin was not very comfortable after lying down for a long time.

It was too stuffy, and there was little room for movement, and my whole body ached after a while.

But 72 prayers have been prayed, and this last shiver is not bad.

"It's time to put an end to this game."

Ji Nianxin said.

He has to fly back to Qingshan later to design the incense card.

Can't waste too much time here.

Quick fight.

　During the day, I dealt with the school affairs, the update is a bit late, please forgive me.

　　The Qingshan Cup final will end tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)