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Abyssal ghosts... Be cool!

Lin Dou's little face was like a bitter gourd, and he looked at the message from Chen Yu with a sad face.

Time flies so quickly, a month is gone.

He had just used the Sanskrit meditation splitting method to disassemble the Blood Pharaethus pattern, and the Menglanka meeting began.

The pressure is like a mountain, and the crisis is like a tide.

However, the loss of consciousness was only Lin Dou's mood in an instant, his little claws had already spread a two-star qualityless bottom card on the table, and he held the carving knife in one hand.

The reason why he hasn't written yet is that Lin Dou is just waiting for the crystal power in his body to recover.

The friends of the Yan Department who have been pitted by Lin Dou will definitely know that Lin Dou was born a little devil, and they never thought that they had seen despair in him.

Even if there was even a slight chance for anything, he would be able to grasp and turn the tables, and besides, the Blood Fareth Lin Dou already knew it.

"Don't worry, there is a master in the back. ”

Little Claw replied to Chen Yu's words cheaply, and Lin Dou put down the communication card.

After he had just absorbed the two crystals, the crystal power in his body gradually became surging, and the emotions in his eyes disappeared.

This is also Lin Dou's unknown side, once the card is made, even if there is a big thing, it doesn't matter.

In the world of Lin Dou, only the knife remains.... And cards!

Sou.

After three seconds of silence, an air-piercing knife suddenly landed on the base card, and the hot tip of the knife instantly left the first lines on the base card.

It is unimaginable that it only leaves a short stroke like this, but it has spread an inexplicable momentum.

It's as if the texture should belong here, everything is natural.

Master of Sanskrit.... When the real name is true, so is the horror.

Lin Dou held the fire dance, and his little face was neither happy nor sad.

He also had just had an epiphany, because he had completely dismantled the lines of the Blood Farethas and recombined them.

Two of the heavy, useless strokes were removed, and the Blood Fareth pattern was undoubtedly the most perfect at this point. Therefore, when he depicts nature, everything is flowing and flowing, as if he is showing a natural work of art, which contains spirituality.

The clothes and belts are like iron, Lin Dou is like a machine that has started to run at this moment, the crystal power in his body is flowing into the carving knife rapidly, consuming it at an alarming speed, and only his wrists are like spirit snakes swimming at high speed all over his body.

The complex lines were easily sketched by him, you must know that Lin Dou is making emperor-quality cards.

I don't know how many whirls and a few careful run-ins I have to go through in a single stroke, but Lin Dou is now doing it as if he is making an arcane dragon, and it comes naturally.

The hardships that have been endured and the sweat that have been shed have never been wasted.

Grandpa told Lin Dou since he was a child, so Lin Dou vomited until he was about to faint in the past month, in exchange for the calm and calm of card making now.

Even though the Menglanka meeting was about to start, Lin Dou was as calm as a mountain, flying back and forth with his carving knife.

A strange pattern gradually emerged on this qualityless base card, and it seemed that Lin Dou seemed to have drawn a mysterious figure, holding a fluttering ghost fire.

Even if Lin Dou was only less than half portrayed, there was suddenly a weird, gloomy feeling permeating the nest.

If you look closely at the half face that belongs to that figure, it will definitely be creepy, because no matter how you feel that this half of the pale face seems to be facing you.... Laugh, laugh....

....

Beicheng City House.

The lights are bright, and the spacious and magnificent main hall of the city hall is rarely overcrowded.

There were thousands of people coming to the Menglanka meeting this time, and that identity was by no means ordinary.

Even the Qingyue Card Mansion, which has never been involved in the grievances of the Northern City, has symbolically sent a few old men, and Lei Jing is among them.

If there is anything going on here tonight, then there is a vacuum for the senior card master in the North City.

There were also Chen Yu, Xu Li and other important giants in Beicheng, which made the atmosphere of the venue extremely tense. So even if so many people gathered, there was not too much commotion, only whispered whispers.

"It's such a big shelf, the old man and the others have already arrived, isn't the main owner still showing up?"

In a moment, a gloomy voice came from one of the two elders of the Chu family.

They were also followed by a group of senior card masters of the Chu family, and the taste of slaughter was particularly obvious.

After the old man of the Chu family spoke, the card forces in the northern city that were good friends with the Chu family immediately spoke, and they couldn't help but make a faint riot in the main hall.

In fact, most of the people here are dissatisfied with Meng Lanka, and they don't know what Bai Cangsheng wants to play.

There are not a few people who take the lead and fall into the ground, and when they saw that this card meeting might be messed up because of this, suddenly there was a burst of applause in the distance.

Smack, smack.

It was just applause, but it suddenly made the hearts of countless groups of ambitions in Beicheng feel cold, and those who spoke just now quickly closed their mouths.

I was afraid that I would be seen by the middle-aged man in white who walked down from the second floor at this time, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, but who would dare to think that this was true when he looked at Beicheng?

Even a dog in Beicheng will know that the most murderous and sinister person in the city is by no means a wanted criminal, it is Bai Cangsheng, the city lord who controls the laws of Beicheng and represents justice.

Behind him, the old man Li Siqi, Bai Ziling and other important officials of the city government also arrived, which can really be called a meeting of the wind and clouds.

"Old Chu is really old and can't wait, since that's the case.... Menlanka will start now!"

Bai Cangsheng's faint voice came, and he walked up to a square card phalanx vacated at the front of the main hall.

Even if there were many people around, no one walked into this phalanx, because everyone understood that they were just spectators if they stayed where they were.

Once you enter the phalanx, it means participating in this Menglanka meeting, which is not a joke.

"I believe the rules are already clear to everyone, qualified card makers.... This is going to be on stage, right?"

Bai Cangsheng smiled and gracefully made a gesture of please.

But I don't know how many people in the main hall secretly beat a spirit, who knows what this demon in the northern city wants to do tonight?

Hum.

The faces of the two old men of the Chu family were even more gloomy, and they did not answer.

just took the Chu family's major card makers and indifferently walked into the card phalanx.

A moment later, there was also a commotion in the crowd, and then one after another imposing figures stepped forward and boarded the phalanx, which immediately attracted a burst of whispers.

I noticed that very few of the people who joined the battle were young people, and many card-making masters who had been famous for a long time in Beicheng came.

Even many people exclaimed, several of them were card-making powerhouses who had already closed the mountain or mysteriously disappeared for some reason, and they reappeared.

Some of them had to come, some of them were famous, and some of them had the same purpose as before Lin Dou.

No matter what, the purpose will be clear, who can beat the crowd in Menglanka today, and who will be the North City card making industry in the future... God!

Kindness?

In the crowd, Chen Yu and Xu Li glanced at each other and nodded.

Then the two of them were surrounded by the family card maker, and they also walked into the phalanx indifferently.

The three major card families in the North City often fight among themselves, and sometimes they are completely united, such as... Today.

There is no fluctuation in Chen Yu's beautiful face, and she has a pair of slender jade legs, located in the card phalanx where the strong gather, and she is undoubtedly the most dazzling rose.

No one noticed that her jade was holding a most ordinary communication card in her hand, and there was only one contact on it, called.... Abyss ghosts!

"Sir, the Menglanka meeting has officially begun, now open the Void Gate?"

Drip.

The voice rose from the city and fell into the Qingyue Ka Mansion.

Just a moment before this news came out, no one knew that Lin Dou in the nest had also reached the moment of life and death.

Even time seemed to have frozen, and I saw Lin Dou's little face sweating like rain.

Even if he had split all the patterns of Blood Faresas, it would still be extremely difficult to make an Emperor card with his current star rating.

The two crystal nuclei in Lin Dou's body were about to be emptied at this time, and the scars on his arms were even more blood-red, and endless pain struck.

Lin Dou's teeth were clenched, but his tenacious nerves were not disturbed by any external objects, even if the pain he was suffering now was enough to easily put down an adult man in an instant.

The carving knife is like electricity, and Lin Dou is still flawlessly portrayed one by one.

Even though his whole body was trembling uncontrollably because of the intense consumption of crystal power, the little white hand holding the carving knife was as calm as a mountain, and the knife was powerful.

Airplanes.

At the next moment, the tip of Lin Dou's knife suddenly stopped, and the pattern of the bottom card had been fully depicted.

I saw a strange figure holding a flame, exuding a trace of gloomy, which made people's souls follow the trembling aura.... But Lin Dou knew that he was still one last stroke.

This is the most critical and core one.

This is the most difficult hook to draw in his unique card making method.

This is also the most important opportunity for him to help his grandfather.

It is also the moment when the sweat he has put in for a month can be rewarded....

The little claw held the carving knife, for the first time in Lin Dou's life, he felt that the carving knife was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and every inch of his body seemed to be tired, and the severe pain in his nerves was telling him to give up.... Especially the arm holding the carving knife in his hand was already numb from the pain under Lin Dou's overload.

Maybe it's just this knife, and the arm will be scrapped, it's really scrapped.

How can a card maker make money if his arm is scrapped?

And how to survive?

Yes, such an ending is indeed unacceptable.

Lin Dou secretly muttered to himself in his heart, he knew very well that his arm was on the verge of being scrapped, but at the same time as Lin Dou was talking to himself, the carving knife instantly hooked back without hesitation.

The last remaining crystal power in his body poured in, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Dou's carving knife completed an incredible operation.

The three intersections of the lines on the bottom card are connected together, and the last stroke is falling on the face of the pattern.

Where exactly is.... The eyes of a human figure.

Then only hearing a bang, Lin Dou fell to the ground exhausted, and even the carving knife fell from his hand, and he could no longer hold it.

Lin Dou was really tired, and after exhausting the last bit of strength after overloading, it was difficult to move his fingers now.

The whole room was quiet, and there was no tension in the card making before Lin Dou.

And when Lin Dou didn't even notice it, the bottom card pattern always closed his eyes, and there were evil smiling figures... Suddenly he opened his eyes.