Chapter 209 [Red and White Fighting Evil] Version 3.0, Black Curtain Glass, Yellow Turban Better to the "Beast"

"Date?! When did he..."

"No, the ghost seal has been bound to me, how could he still be taken into the sea of ​​consciousness by him?"

"I think N-T-R is not satisfying enough, so I changed it to snatch it in person, right?"

"This is a skill card that people can make?!"

It was evening and dusk at this time.

The rain is endless and the mist is dark.

Goldman Sachs, with a bandage on his head, led two Kalings and hid in the woods at the foot of the mountain.

Perhaps because of the high tension, the sharp and sad sound of sorrow and music always lingers in his ears.

Listening with my ears, it seemed that the laughter of a young man was mixed in it, and it was strange and crazy, as if I had married my beloved beautiful lady.

"This dog guy has left all the field card team here?!"

Although I have never directly watched the New Year’s use of [Red and White Fighting], Goldman Sachs also pieced together a top-level underworld scene of "joy and despair collision" from the audience's words.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this set of cards is not complete enough, they can be directly recorded in the history of Taoyuan and even the four major ghost cities of Jiuzhou.

Even his brother said that the chronology is the wrong era. If you live in a dark and wilderness era when the secret realm is just about to be the founder of an evil organization.

Even when I was born today, I was a talent that could not be ignored.

Not only does the alliance pay attention to it, but even "evil" organizations such as Dajiuzhou, Jingxingjiao, and Fusion Sect have sent additional personnel. Just wait for the game to end, they have to discuss the "three-sented slaves" with the other party.

The main reason why he was able to receive such attention was that he created the field card [Red and White Clash].

Before showing this card, in the eyes of top-level bosses, he was just a genius in the second, third and even third and fourth tiers.

——The card manufacturing talent is good, but he has no background. The only backer, "Uncle Dong", is also plagued by Jing Du, and his life is not long.

This is nothing, mainly because he is a civilian, has a poor academic knowledge and has not done a good job in card making. He is likely not to have the "big pattern" required in the middle and late stages.

Such worries are actually quite reasonable.

It is impossible for a person to create something that has no concept in his mind out of thin air.

The ordinary family of Blue Star has always been very secretive about things like "gods" and "immortals".

The civilian card-making masters who grew up in this environment can still win surprises in the early stage, but they will often become the most popular in the middle and late stages.

Indeed, relying on their deep foundation, even in the later stages of their careers, they can still fabricate stories of rigorous logic, rigorous thinking, and easily deceive reviews.

But because their minds cannot turn that corner, many times, they will automatically ignore the "divine" part of gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas, and only focus on polishing "human nature".

This leads to the fact that the "gods" in the story often have no "force" and are full of calculations and trivial things.

To put it bluntly, it is the mortal plus version.

Even if the cards created in this way are piled up with "divine fragments", they are the "pseudo-god" at the bottom of the same level.

It is even more difficult to link with other cards and combine them into certain magnificent and grand scenes.

At first, those big names were very worried that the year was also subject to this problem.

It's like a meteor, fleeting.

It was not until I watched the video of his game with Ren Wang that I dispelled my doubts:

This young man's underworld ideas are unmatched. A hasty work prepared for the competition can make many masters feel ashamed of themselves.

Such a sharp and terrifying, strange and grand scene in the underworld, as long as you play steadily and gradually improve it, even if you throw it into a high-level card master's game, it is like a "trump card".

And the years that can make it is naturally a first-class genius, and maybe he can really take the path of a strange and terrifying "yin god" in the future.

"But next I have to face such a famous work of 'mid-term villain'...it's not easy to do..."

Goldman Sachs subconsciously scratched his head and grinned in pain, but he also wanted to "clear" many things:

"I told you why he went to hit my town two days later. It turned out that he was short of manpower and was waiting for an opportunity to move."

"It's a pity that my ghost seal and the 'healing' Taoist were even in use, and they fell into the dog's mouth before they could use it."

Goldman paced back and forth in the peach forest, thinking to himself:

The defeat in Shijie Town is no longer redeemable, but this does not mean that he completely lost the game.

In the next day, as long as he successfully wins the anchor point of the year, he can drag the suspense to overtime.

But now...

"Happiness is just right, and hatred is coming again. I will throw away everything and lose my soul..."

"Looking at the distant road in my hometown, the mountains are high."

"So I'll tell my parents in my dream: My son's life has entered the underworld, and my family needs to step back and get out of here!"

The sad singing was mixed with the woman's crying, echoing in the dark paradise of the sky, which was particularly terrifying.

"New show, with plot?"

Goldman Sachs frowned and shook his head in disbelief:

"Purple cards disguised as mounts, two blue-grade four-star ghost king cards, new plot cards..."

"What kind of hatred is it? Leave all the 'good things' to me, right?"

"Then Yan Lou, Yu Anran, and Ren Wang are also resistant to beatings. Why don't you bully them?!"

Goldman Sachs was desperate and couldn't help but feel a little angry, but instead thought: Ji Nian didn't seem to let these people go, but he just took more or less strength.

Well, then beat him alone.

"It's over, nothing is useless to say."

Goldman took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, adjusting his mood: "No matter what is waiting for me ahead, the road... is always going to go."

After saying that, he looked up at the sky, and his beautiful and sinister face showed firmness, which really made him a little "protagonist".

It’s just that he, the “protagonist”, comes from abusive text…

...

"'Good brother', I hope you like the surprise I prepared for you."

Ji Nianxin said, raised her hand and cut off the sensory interconnection between the "Three Kings" and Goldman Sachs.

Then, riding on the night, stepping on the clouds and eaves, and with the help of the Eighth Master, he floated back to the yard.

At this moment, the Qi Ye, who was dressed as a "gray robe Taoist", was chuckling and leaning against the locust tree in the yard.

He hugged the little boy named "Tree Stump" in his left hand, cast spells with his right hand, and turned flowers and white rabbits out of thin air, coaxing the child who was still frightened by the "Beast Rebellion" and clapping his hands repeatedly.

The eyes of the townspeople looking at the "gray robe Taoist" are no longer just people's trust, gratitude and awe of the "good god", and more of the dependence and intimacy of the younger generation on kind elders.

In the past, this is a scene that will never happen anyway.

Even if Ji Nian indulges in the unpredictable acting skills he has obtained through repeated "brainwashing" and then reveals all the conscience left in his heart, it is difficult to distinguish the true or false effects of the effect, and there is still a sense of "interest" between him and most of the townsmen.

And the Qiye only needs to naturally reveal his tenderness and kindness. Even without words, it will be like a breeze blowing on his face, nourishing the spring rain, and can easily open people's hearts.

Seeing this scene, Ji Nian had to admit that fake ones are fake, and even half true and half false, it would never be as touching as real.

"Seventh Master..."

As Ji Nian called out in his heart, the "gray-robed Taoist" leaning against the old locust tree gently patted the head of the small tree stump and asked him to go back to his mother's place.

He raised his hand and took out some candies that had been packaged - all of them were seized from Yu Anran before.

The children were naturally very happy after receiving the candy, jumping and jumping, not lively.

Just as Master Qi was about to leave the yard, he turned around and saw the teenage children staring at him and swallowing their saliva.

They haven't had a few full meals since they were born, so where can they have the opportunity to taste the sweets?

When the parents saw this scene, they hurriedly pulled their children behind and kept saying "All of them are people who want to get married, how can they need Taoist masters?"

When Master Qi lowered his eyes, he sighed silently, and then, as if he was magical, he took out some candies in the surprised gaze of the older children.

A smile filled their hands:

Older children are also children, and they also have childlike innocence to be cared for.

Expectations should not be disappointed.

"call……"

Seeing this scene, Ji Nian, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.

Faced with this noble "divine character", his "black heart" also felt indescribable.

If this scene was seen by an unknown person, how could he think that this kind god was dedicated to the underworld to capture the soul?

“Puff.”

When he arrived outside the yard, Master Qi reached out to brush away the dust from the New Year's clothes, then his figure flashed and turned back to its original state, silently guarding the darkness.

Ji Nian changed his clothes, took a deep breath, stepped back into the yard, with a solemn expression on his face: "The "guardian spirit" left by Master Gao... must have been defeated."
To be continued...