Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

After the promotion, Qin Shisan returned to the card slot, saying that he needed to retreat for a while to consolidate his realm.

Fu Xiangxiang: "Are you going to retreat?"

Qin Shisan said: "I haven't improved my realm, so I don't need to stay in seclusion for too long. A few hours are enough."

Fu Xiangxiang laughed, the details of this little Taoist man's design are really rich.

After buying things, there is still 405 vitality left and bored, Fu Xiangxiang turned his attention to other cards.

Those item cards such as melon seeds and peanut mineral water have been cleaned up by her a long time ago. Now there are only three skill cards left in the storage box, a nail clippers item card, and a "Fa Xiaohai" character. Card.

Fu Xiangxiang flipped through it and found that there was a [Limited] next to the names of the skill cards and character cards. The skill cards and character cards that were not selected as the main card will automatically become limited cards. After using them once, Will disappear automatically.

In this way, there is no need to upgrade the limited card.

Fu Xiangxiang clicked on Fa Xiaohai, and a small figure about the same height as Qin Shisan appeared in front of her, who also looked like a young man, wearing a blue monk robe with compelling features.

Fa Xiaohai put his hands together and bowed towards Fu Xiangxiang: "Hello donor, I am your card, Fa Xiaohai, and I am glad to meet you. You can buy items in the mall to increase my level to get better results."

Fu Xiangxiang was stunned: Why is this kid's style of painting so different from that of Qin Shisan? But this is the normal setting of the card man, shouldn't the paper man in the ordinary game have a clear positioning of himself like him, and spare no effort to encourage his master Krypton.

Qin Shisan didn't even know what his client was called at first, and he didn't understand anything, blushed after a tease, and was embarrassed when buying things.

It's just that-Fu Xiangxiang thought of Qin Shisan, and felt that the person was rich and hierarchical, and it felt very real and very good.

She thought, about the main card's personality is more careful.

Fortunately, with ample money, Fu Xiangxiang spent 50 yuan to buy him a string of Buddhist beads, and another 100 yuan to buy a tin stick, and Fa Xiaohai successfully reached level 3.

Fu Xiangxiang looked at Fa Xiaohai's sleek little head with regret. At any rate, he was also drawn out of the novice gift bag. He must have a bit of card face, but after all, this is only a limited card. Too much krypton is not worthwhile at all.

After enjoying a handful of krypton gold, Fu Xiangxiang was finally at ease.

Suddenly a sharp shout came from the yard.

Fu Xiangxiang checked the time. It was almost nine o'clock, and her heart jumped wildly, and she rushed out the door.

I saw that the courtyard door that had been closed suddenly opened wide, and Wang Fengxia was standing at the door, eagerly rushing outside to say something.

Fu Xiangxiang came closer and saw Wang Fengxia's son Xiaojun standing outside the door, looking at his mother with numb face.

Seeing that her son couldn't listen to her words at all, Wang Fengxia hurriedly pulled his arm: "Xiaojun, Xiaojun, what are you doing standing outside? Come in first."

Xiaojun shook her hand abruptly: "You leave me alone!"

Wang Fengxia panicked completely and rushed to Xiaojun, trying to drag the person back. However, although the young man looked thin, she was not weak, she dragged it for a long time and couldn't move.

Xiaojun seemed to be annoyed, and forced herself away from Wang Fengxia, pushing her into the door, and Wang Fengxia fell into the door unsteadily.

Xiaojun stood outside the door, and the dim light of the street light on the corner hit him, blurring the outline, but making his expression more profound. His back was slightly bent, and his eyes flashed with absolute madness because of anger: "I have had enough, really! I have had enough of endless reviews and your endless reprimands."

Wang Fengxia was stunned by the roar of him, still maintaining the posture of sitting on the ground, and forgot to stand up. She explained helplessly: "Mom is also for your own good..."

Xiaojun angrily interrupted her: "Does a sentence determine my life? Have you asked me what I mean? How many times have I told you that I don’t like reading, and it’s not the material. Have you listened to it? Ever? No! You have never acted only according to your own ideas. When did you care about my feelings?"

"What's more, do you expect me to concentrate on studying when you live in such a ghost place?"

Wang Fengxia stared at her son blankly, as if she had never known him: "But, you are your father's son, how could you not like studying? How could you not be admitted to college? If you fail to enter college, you Grandma and your aunt must be..."

Xiaojun sneered, and there was as much despair as there was irony in his voice: "This is the same thing again. Are you doing it for my good, or are you trying to earn your own face in front of grandma and aunt? Dad has been dead for many years, Did they care about us? Who really cares if I go to university?"

At this time, the other households also came out. Zhang Kai called to Fu Lili to help Wang Fengxia up, while trying to pull Xiaojun: "If you have anything to say, don't look at when it is."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, Xiaojun suddenly retreated. Zhang Kai looked inside the door, scrupulously not daring to step forward.

Zhou Cheng folded his arms and stood quietly beside the door.

Aunt Li and Uncle Li stood at the door of their house, did not come over, but they couldn't help persuading Xiaojun not to be impulsive and to be sensible.

Even Grandma Liu walked out with a walking stick, muttering: "Little Jun, don't get angry with your mother, it's not easy for your mother for so many years!"

When Xiaojun heard this, two lines of tears were winding down his cheeks. He spoke softly, as if he was struggling with Wang Fengxia, and as if he was saying to himself: "I also know that it is not easy for you. But it is not easy. Can you treat me as an emotional trash can? From bottom to top, I haven't heard a positive sentence from your mouth. I will always be picky and ironic for me."

"You will scold me if you are criticized at the work unit, scold me if the price of pork has risen, scold me if the man who hooked up fails, scold me if the newly bought clothes don’t fit..."

"Not to mention my grades, just failing the college entrance examination is enough for you to step into the mud, and you can't hold your head up for a lifetime, not to mention the **** failure of me twice!"

"It's not easy for you, but I really have enough!"

Xiaojun stared at Wang Fengxia in a daze, "I have had enough of this broken place!"

Wang Fengxia was anxious, struggling to stand up, and begged to Xiaojun in a pleading manner: "Xiaojun, mom is wrong, you come back first, and mom won't scold you again. You will have a long future!"

Xiaojun turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Fu Xiangxiang couldn't intervene from beginning to end. Seeing Xiaojun stubbornly refused to come back, he quickly reminded him: "It's eight and fifty-nine!"

When Zhang Kai heard this, he ran two steps to try to grab Xiao Jun’s arm, but Xiao Jun ran a few steps in the other direction before he touched him, and looked back at Zhang Kai: "Brother Kai, Go back quickly. Where is my future? What is the meaning of being alive!"

At this time, Fu Lili rushed out and brought Zhang Kaila back.

Wang Fengxia let out a stern wailing in her throat. Her steps were unsteady, and she shuddered and rushed out. Fu Lili gave her a hand, but did not stop.

But when Wang Fengxia rushed to the door, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of her, and she was unable to step forward.

A thin figure appeared in front of her, it was the little boy who appeared here at the same time last night-Xiaoyong, the resentful spirit.

Xiaoyong turned his head stubbornly, his big dark eyes were still deep and he couldn't see emotions. ,

After his gaze swept across everyone's faces, he slowly turned around and looked at the small army outside the door.

Xiaojun stepped back two steps, all kinds of emotions in his eyes were intertwined, there seemed to be panic and fear, but also despair of relief.

Wang Fengxia couldn’t go out, as anxious as a trapped animal in a cage. After turning around in the same place, she knelt in front of Xiaoyong and begged in a low voice, "Xiaoyong, Xiaoyong, that’s your brother, Xiaoyong. At the door, it's not that I didn't come back. Aunt Wang please, please let him go..."

Xiao Yong still stared at Xiao Jun blankly, without moving the corner of his eyes, as quiet as a small sculpture.

At this time, the small army outside the door suddenly let out a scream. In the next second, a misty black air slowly came from the endless night, covering his head like vines, and then spreading from top to bottom to his shoulders, back and even his whole body.

Xiaojun's entire portrait was restrained by the black air, unable to move at all, only opened his eyes in despair, and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably because of extreme fear.

Amidst the black air, my hands faintly stretched out, and the night was deep. The black air kept surging and entangled. It should have been indistinguishable, but the skin of those hands was really white, and the smooth and delicate cold white skin seemed to be under the black air. flash.

It's just that this scene is really too horrifying, and everyone present has their scalp numb.

Fu Xiangxiang subconsciously summoned Qin Shisan, even if he couldn't beat the thing outside the courtyard, many people next to him could make her not be so scared.

Qin Shisan was silent, and Fu Xiangxiang remembered that he had said that he would retreat and consolidate his realm.

Fu Xiangxiang had no choice but to tell himself over and over again in his heart that this is a holographic game or a live-action movie. Don't be too scared, although your legs still can't help but tremble.

I guessed early in the morning that there must be a problem with the so-called rule that you must go home before 9 o'clock. Otherwise, the people in the courtyard would not follow it carefully and silently, but once things happen, even if they have already been in their hearts, they will still feel scared.

The black air outside the door still lingered and entangled, and the hands in the darkness moved forward along the top of Xiaojun's head a little bit, stroking his twitching cheeks and fragile neck, and finally came to his body that was trembling with fear. Then the hands slammed into his palms and plunged into his chest like a sharp blade.

Xiaojun opened his mouth in horror, his eyes finally stopped on Wang Fengxia, and he shouted in vain: "Mom..."

Then the whole person fell slowly, lying on the ground and stopped moving.

Wang Fengxia let out a desperate wailing, knelt on her knees, and burst into tears, covering her face.