"I'll bring the words to me."

Chen Mang said casually, and then grabbed Niu Chuang's neck with one hand, bent his legs slightly, and instantly exerted his strength.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

"It's a lot of money tonight."

Ji Nianxin said, jumping off the roof with a light movement.

Under his manipulation, the [Paper Man Carrying the Red Sedan Chair] instantly appeared on his landing point.

And the moment he touched the roof of the car, he turned into nothing, so that he landed firmly on the seat.

"Just performed well."

Looking at Yingtai, who was sitting obediently on the side with his hands folded on his little thin legs, Ji Nian praised casually.

The performance of the other party just now was really beyond his expectations, especially the "tilting of the head", which directly led the Huaxia-style horror to the extreme.

"The 'lip synching' is also well done, and it is enough to mix the entertainment industry."

Ji Nian added, and then sat down in his seat, leaned his head on the edge of the sedan chair, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Yingtai also returned to the state of [Sword Study] at this time, picked up the camera, and took a few photos of the scenery on both sides of the road and the chronicles who slowly recovered their mental strength.

"Hah."

Ten minutes later, Ji Nian, who felt the sedan chair landing, yawned, moved his shoulders briefly, and walked out of the car.

Some moist air poured into the nostrils, and the first thing that caught my eye was a large river that flowed slowly in the night like a ribbon across the ground.

"Pale red?"

Ji Nian jumped over the railing, half-crouched, and looked down at the slightly reddened river below.

The Sunset River, as the name suggests, is a river that presents the color of the setting sun.

According to the older generation, hundreds of years ago, the river was still clear.

Until one day, a ghost Jiao escaped from the secret realm of Taoyuan and settled here.

They stirred up the wind and rain, gathered ghost soldiers, destroyed crops and took people's lives at every turn, and made the people's lives miserable.

At that time, it was still the beginning of the card era, and there were few decent card masters in the entire land of Kyushu.

No matter how much people hate in their hearts, they have to temporarily endure it, waiting for one day when their strength is enough, and they will kill the dragon head with one blow.

The spiritual ghost Jiao obviously wouldn't give them this opportunity, and on a midsummer night, the cold river hit the sky.

Jiaolong rushed out of the sunset river, gathered the yin thunder, wantonly destroyed the city and houses, and captured the dark clouds and black fog, and injured the soldiers.

The card division fell, the soldiers were killed, and the people suffered heavy casualties.

Just when the people were in despair, the gods in colorful armor fell from the sky and beheaded the dragon with a single halberd.

Blood flowed from the dragon's neck, and soon the whole river was red.

Immediately, there was a tiger roar, and the ghost soldiers who walked in the city and attacked and killed the people also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

But in the next moment, a sound similar to the breaking of porcelain resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Only then did people notice that the god who had just saved the people from fire and water would be just a phantom and a remnant soul.

After trying his best to kill the ghost Jiao and the ghost soldiers, spider web-like cracks spread all over his body.

Then in the next moment, the divine body dispersed.

The fragments of the divine soul that shimmered with golden brilliance fell to the ground, and the peach source was protected from the invasion of ghosts and monsters for ten years.

And this also gives Taoyuan people enough time to grow.

Ten years, more than 3,000 days, excellent and mature card masters came out one after another.

The people have finally regained their footing in the land that was already theirs.

This big river is also named [Luojiao River], and a few hundred meters away is the [Bao Wanmin Dragon Slaying God General Monument].

But as time went on, people began to doubt the authenticity of the legend.

First of all, some brick people bluntly said that the reason why the water of the Luojiao River is red is because the rocks exposed here are brick red.

Every time it rains, the swelling river erodes away some of the rocky material, and the river turns red.

What's more, at that point in time, even a certain ancestor surnamed Ye was cultivating his spiritual power day and night.

In the land of Kyushu, and even in the entire Blue Star, no one can summon a powerful Kaling that is powerful enough to "slay the dragon with one blow".

Coupled with some other clues, the [Dragon Slaying God General] has since severed the legend.

[Luojiao River] has become [Sunset River], and the stone monument commemorating the god general is no longer patronized, and in just a few decades, it has been eroded to the point that it cannot be seen.

"Colorful generals, brave and strong. Where the halberd is lined, the evil Jiao bows its head; The light is now, and all the ghosts are begging to descend ......"

In the night wind, Ji Nian raised his hand to support the stele, carefully scereging the words that had been blurred.

"The Dragon Slayer God ......"

He muttered to himself, memories flashing through his mind, the legend of the "Dragon Slaying God General" seemed to be the childhood enlightenment story of many old-school card masters in Taoyuan.

Just like feelings, many of them choose to create such a "God General" card that is contrary to their main battle ghost deck when they have abundant resources in their hands.

"Then I, a new genius in Taoyuan, is no exception."

Ji Young said in a young voice, his fingers moved slightly, wandering along the trajectory of the words on the stone tablet, and the words he said were cheeky.

Regardless of whether the legend of this dragon slaying god general is true or not, it has given him a reason to build a [Divine Fortress].

Otherwise, a Taoyuan card master who is still in its infancy suddenly wants to make a god card, which is still a bit strange.

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Although these two great gods are also the Oriental ghost emperors in Taoist mythology, whether it is their style of acting or weapon dress, they are more inclined to "god generals".

If you use ghost materials, there is a good chance of failure.

"Well, we'll talk about that later. The top priority at the moment is to make money as soon as possible and create the [Second General of Increasing Loss] as soon as possible. ”

Ji Nianxin said, putting together the two cards of [Guiding Ghost Difference: White Impermanence] and [Mourning Ghost Banner].

A blue light flashed, and the accessory cards spread out into points of light, slowly melting into the white impermanence card.

On the card surface, the mourning stick held in the arms of the seventh master has also changed from a bare white manpole to a ghostly and exquisitely crafted ghost flag.

"Not bad."

Ji Nian smiled and raised his hand to summon the seventh master.

In the blink of an eye, a tall and thin figure slowly appeared in the void.

As if sensing a change in the weight and touch of the object in his hand, he glanced down and couldn't help but show a little surprise.

"I took a lot of effort to get it, and I don't know if the seventh master can use it easily......"

Ji Nian leaned on the stone stele, and he didn't care if the seventh master could understand it or not, so he sold it shamelessly.

Then he straightened up and walked towards the Sunset River.

It was nearly midnight, and the rain had stopped for almost an hour before the moon peeked out of the clouds, reflecting a pale glow.

Standing on the riverside, I felt a gust of wind coming.

"It's no wonder that those people on the Internet say that 'Dragon Slaying God General' is fake."

"If there is indeed a god, even if there is only a trace of divine power left, it will not allow the place where you can eat your faith and become a playground for ghosts."

Ji Nian thought to himself, shook his head, and looked back at the seventh master.

The other party had established enough tacit understanding with him, and with just one look, he bowed his head slightly, and then took a step forward and raised his hand to raise the ghost flag.

Pitch-black yin qi immediately surged from all directions, mixed with bursts of sharp screams and mournful wails, and hideous and distorted faces loomed.

And all these terrifying scenes dissipated the moment the black qi fell on the ghost flag.

Feeling that the yin qi on the seventh master's body was more than an order of magnitude stronger than before, Ji Nian couldn't help muttering to himself: "Look down on this thing." ”

Then I saw the Seventh Master holding the flag and pointing to the surface of the water, and the thick black qi instantly turned into a mass of intertwined chains, like a group of snakes entangled and gathered into a group, falling straight to the surface of the water.

Hearing only the sound of "whoosh", the faint blood-colored river splashed, Yingtai took a step forward before the seventh master, raised his hand to gather a yin qi cover, and blocked the scattered splashing water droplets for Ji Nian.

The Seventh Master chuckled lightly on the side, and the night wind stirred the corners of his clothes, and then caused the black qi on the ghost banner to swirl around, continuously turning into chains and falling into the water.

In less than half a minute, a ghost with long hair covering his face and a grudge in his eyes was wrapped in Yin Qi chains and surfaced.

The Seventh Master only raised the ghost banner and lightly tapped his eyebrows, and the evil spirit's eyes were dilated and motionless.

Ji Nian stepped forward quickly, took out a blank card from his arms, and printed it on the forehead of the water ghost under the protection of Yingtai every step of the way.

In the next second, the dark green oil appeared, the packaging was successful, and the blank card turned into a material card called [Rainy Night Sinking Trick] in the blink of an eye.

"Green card."

Ji Nian pursed his lips: "Seventh Master, keep fishing." ”

The Seventh Master nodded silently, found a big bluestone and sat down, and as soon as the divine power was drawn, a long chain flew out of the top of the ghost flag, entwining the ghost yin qi that was very beneficial to the ghosts, and fell into the water, and the movements were extremely skillful.

Ji Nian looked at this scene in a daze, and then saw the Seventh Master turn his head, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked and stretched out a miserable white and slender hand towards him.

"Clams?"

Ji Nian was blindsided for a moment, and immediately reacted, turned over a pile of blank cards from his pocket, handed them to the seventh master, and gave him a lot of spiritual power.

Then I found a clean place to sit down, and while enjoying Yingtai's head massage, I was playing "The Top of the Card Master" on my mobile phone with my fingers.

Under his careful cultivation, the red panda and mahjong head are both strong, coupled with his superhuman consciousness and hand speed, in today's version of purple products, he can kill all sides with any shot.

"[Pearlescent Jewel Cat] ......"

In the arena, Ji Nian looked at the mandarin duck-eyed lion cat sent out on the opposite side and covered in jewels, and couldn't help but scratch his hair.

"This card seems to be worth hundreds of thousands......"

"In reality, you can buy a suite or make a blue card, but you can change to such a virtual purple card, and the world of rich people is ......"

"I don't understand."

Ji Nian said, his fingers flew, showing an afterimage of the Dao, and fell on the screen.

After more than ten minutes of fierce battle, he finally defeated this kryptonite guy named "Will Maomao be a good teacher".

Immediately after, a request was received for another game.

"Still want to be beaten?"

He has always had little resistance to such requests.

immediately rose up and beat the other party again.

Time passes in this pleasant game, during which the physical and mental well-being and exhaustion dissipate; Yingtai stared at the screen and was eager to try; The seventh master sat cross-legged with his back bowed, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

[Contains important foreshadowing]

Wait for the next chapter to talk to everyone about the next foreign and women's clothing.

(End of chapter)