1359: C1359 New Sample

C1359 New Sample

Actually, the cultivation method in the Immortal Cultivation World didn't have much of a light or dark side to it, and Liu Xuan's good devouring method was quite similar to the Righteous Qi.

However, because these ghosts were of the extreme yin attribute, as long as they saw the spiritual energy that Liu Xuan produced, they would be like mice encountering a cat.

Of course, the inner strength cultivated by warriors didn't have such power. After all, the spiritual energy was much higher than inner strength.

At the same time, this was also determined by the innate factors, and could not be changed.

When Liu Xuan finally finished writing the first paragraph of this bedtime story, the ghost seemed to have finally realized something. With a hint of surprise, two parts shock and three parts fear, it said:

"You … "You little brat, you're actually really a martial artist, and a light attribute martial artist at that. How is this possible? I clearly feel that you're just an ordinary person, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Damn brat, I didn't expect you to be so well-hidden. I was almost tricked by you guys, but do you think you can scare me now?!"

"Even if you are not an ordinary person, this will not trouble me. If the King of Hell wants you dead, he will not let you live until five o'clock."

After he finished speaking, the scene changed. The street that was originally like his home had now turned into an ancient execution ground!

To be more precise, it was an ancient market.

As everyone knew, the place where the head of a criminal was cut down was usually a vegetable market, and it was said that popularity could be used to suppress the spirits of the wrongdoers.

However, the current situation was as such. The originally dark sky had turned into a scene of bright sunlight.

"You turned the sky into day, aren't you afraid of me?" After Liu Xuan wrote the code, he immediately put away his phone. Seeing this scene, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Kid, you'll only know after you try. Next, I'll definitely let you know what is called despair!" In the darkness, the little ghost coldly snorted, completely unwilling to give up.

Liu Xuan ignored him and didn't think about clearing the level on his own. This was a good topic to tell his daughters bedtime stories, so how could he miss it.

Honestly speaking, for Liu Xuan who had worked hard in the cultivation world, it was very difficult to get him to write special imaginative stories. After all, he had too many managers.

He could exaggerate it a lot more. As he looked out, he could almost see the end of the passage of time.

Asking him to write a bedtime story or a ghost story that a child would like to hear and read was definitely impossible, so he didn't feel bored anymore.

For his daughter, for the sake of his father's life, this was something he should do. It wasn't hard at all.

Liu Xuan turned his head to look and the scenery around him had finally changed. In front of him was a crowded market, and all sorts of cheers and cheers rang out into Liu Xuan's ears.

"Make way."

After Liu Xuan finished speaking, he squeezed through the crowd and arrived at the center of the crowd. In the middle of the crowd was a large execution ground. The execution ground was just like a scene from an ancient TV show.

The county magistrate, as well as the executioner, and a few hundred soldiers and a row of prisoners whose heads were lying on the ground.

"It's noon, behead!"

After the county magistrate's secretary finished shouting, the executioner directly spat out a mouthful of wine onto the beheading blade. Following that, the executioner's loud voice resounded in the field.

Then, one by one, heads fell down.

Then, the surrounding crowd cheered even louder. The bright red blood flowed to the feet of the bystanders without anyone noticing. Some people even took out steamed buns from their pockets …

When Liu Xuan saw this, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear. On the contrary, he felt that it was quite different from before, because he suddenly felt that it was even better than watching a TV show.

After all, the TV series were fake, and there were even some third rate actors that were invited to create fifth-rate costumes. Liu Xuan looked at several places and realized that this luxurious version of the Wall-Hitting Ghost was actually able to handle it!

This made Liu Xuan very happy, so he took out his phone and made a record of it.

Of course, he would not record the bloody scene. After all, he was not some devil.2

Just as he was writing a small story on his phone, a voice suddenly came from the ghost beside him, "Sir, do you want to buy some blood mantou? It's very cheap for just 10 gold coins."

After he finished speaking, that person directly opened the bloodstained head and revealed all sorts of different aspects in front of Liu Xuan. No matter what, it caused people to be afraid, disgusted, and how they came to be.

However, this was not enough to disgust Liu Xuan.

"That's it? Is ten coins that easy to earn? " Liu Xuan looked at him and then crazily said:

"There's blood right next to it. Do you think I wouldn't get it if I did? Do you think you, a peddler, are needed to tell me? This piece of IQ is too low, so I'll give you a bad evaluation. "

When Liu Xuan said this, the object in his hand that was holding the blood mantou was immediately stunned. This was because this was not a typical storyline. Normally, when the storyline saw the blood mantou in his hand, that person would start to panic.

One had to know that the steamed bun in his hand was truly the real thing with a taste.

However, after a moment of astonishment, he decided to continue following the script.

Following that, he repeated the same method he did the first time. That person began to peel off his skin rapidly. Layers upon layers of skin that caused so much fear and trepidation, fell beside Liu Xuan's feet.

As he spoke, the unpleasant and ear-piercing voice once again rang out:

"Brat, I will turn you into a steamed bun in my hands and eat you …"

"I'm sure you'll taste good. Look at your skin and flesh..."

Hearing this, Liu Xuan frowned and wrote on his phone, "It's still the same story my parents told to the kids thirty years ago. It's too terrible, even I can't stand it anymore."

With that, Liu Xuan put away his phone and said, "Can we play something new? I'm in a hurry. If there's nothing new, I'll send you on your way."

However, just as Liu Xuan finished speaking, a change happened.

He saw that after peeling off the skin, there was actually a mass of white air that was distributed in the air. At the same time, all the 'actors' that should have been spectators disappeared.

A tall altar popped out from the ground, and immediately brought with it a large sense of evil.

Also, the smell of blood and an indescribable feeling of impending doom filled the entire arena.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xuan was finally spirited.

"Yo, you're finally willing to take out the last item in the box."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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