Myriad Realms: Rising from Kung Fu Time Traveling

The painter who was in the studio at this time didn't know that he was being targeted by the god of death. He was a little out of breath because his train of thought was interrupted by a certain phone call.

All of a sudden, his writing and thinking sprang up, and he began to concentrate on painting again.

A gust of wind blew by, and the picture frame in the corner fell and hit the ground, making a loud noise.A pencil is shaken off and rolled.

"Fuck, I just had an inspiration, and then I was interrupted again. You are so windy, can't you come later? You blame that broken phone and ask me if I'm dead? There must be a silly thirteen on the phone, you Why don't you die!"

Finally, the painter broke out in anger when his train of thought was interrupted, and vented his dissatisfaction.

Then he got up and closed the window.

But when he turned around, he happened to step on the pencil on the ground and fell down hard.

"F...uck!"

Before the painter finished his first letter, there was a huge crash, and he might never finish.

A nail protruding from the floor pierced directly through his temple.

The last survivor other than Baicheng, pawn!
"Ding, the host has been targeted by the god of death."

The system beep sounds.

Baicheng had already made preparations, he knew that the poor painter would die soon.

"So the game between me and the god of death has begun. We must create an environment for him to kill me, and lure him into my trap."

Bai Cheng's eyes were shining brightly.

During this day, all kinds of small accidents kept happening, and Baicheng was constantly coping with it, and his spirit was in a highly tense state.

This god of death is really stronger than the corpse collector, at least from the serial traps he designed.

But Baicheng is also a cunning opponent, and he has the eyes of a corpse collector, he can see that the god of death is nearby, and he can predict his danger in advance, so he can use his own strength to escape every time.

The god of death was a little frustrated. He didn't expect that he couldn't cause half a point of damage to the guy in front of him for a whole day.

But in the quiet night, anyone would let down their vigilance, and the god of death also found an excellent hunting opportunity.

Maybe it was because Baicheng was so tired after being vigilant all day, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the bed.

He lived in a hut in the suburbs, surrounded by desolate people.

In autumn, the sky is slightly cold, and the constantly jumping fire in the hearth dispels the warmth in the wooden house.

"boom."

A small sound sounded, and a small piece of red-hot wood was picked out from the hearth.

It just so happened that the breeze blew by at this time, and the wood rolled to the edge of the bed. After a while, black smoke rose from the blanket beside the bed, and it caught fire in an instant.

The flames spread to the head of the bed, and Baicheng continued to sleep as if nothing had happened, snoring like thunder.

Seeing the flames engulfing all the guys inside, the Grim Reaper let out a long sigh of relief.His death list has been successfully completed again.

And when he was about to leave, he turned his head and went out through the window.

A figure appeared outside the window.

White City!

Death is like being struck by lightning!

How could this yellow-skinned monkey appear outside?

Of course the god of death will not understand that there is a thing called a doll in this world, which is like a real person and has a voice.

And when the god of death was stunned, Baicheng raised the wooden barrel in his hand and poured it on it fiercely.

Black smoke billowed from Death's body.

"Ah! It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death, you yellow-skinned monkey, you dare to pour holy water on me! I will definitely kill you and make you suffer forever and ever!"

How many years has the god of death kept roaring?He has harvested the souls of countless people, but when has he ever been played like this?

"That's a lot of work, I wonder if you can wait until the moment to torture me?"

A wooden board is covered on the window of the wooden house, the only space connected to the outside world is sealed off, and the wooden house becomes an independent whole.

Then, the raging flames gradually spread from the bed to the floor, and then spread to the entire wooden house.

Baicheng poured oil on the ground, and the fire spread extremely quickly.

"Ah...ah..."

Baicheng heard the wailing of the god of death who was burned by the flames in the wooden house.

Suddenly, the god of death saw hope, and the damn plank that prevented him from escaping was lifted, and he turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the window.

And what greeted him was another bucket of holy water.

The Grim Reaper really had the thought of killing the dog.

Severe burning pain spread across his body again, but fortunately, the holy water extinguished the flames on his body.But his whole body was still in great pain.

He was continuously burned by flames and then by holy water, and his state was very weak at this time.Even the most basic movement is very difficult.

He didn't expect that he, the god of death, would fall into the hands of a mortal today!

He lay weakly on the ground, his body was faintly visible, and might even dissipate in the next second. Seeing Baicheng slowly walking towards him, he felt a little lucky in his heart.

"Can't see me, I'm a spirit body, can't see me..."

Seeing Bai Cheng walking by, he was overjoyed.

In the next second, an annoying voice sounded from her ears.

"Stop nagging, you are so weak, why do such wasteful things?"

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and the god of death despaired.

"How about? I'll give you a chance? Please, I'll let you go."

"Please? Stop dreaming, you stupid yellow-skinned monkey! How can I beg for a prey, as the god of death who harvests human souls?"

Baicheng put a small jar of water beside the god of death, silently, looking at the god of death calmly.

There is only such a small can, and in the usual state of Death, he is naturally not afraid at all.But if it's just a small drop now, he can go straight to the west.

The god of death panicked instantly and began to beg for mercy.

"Please... please let me go, let me go, I can give you eternal life! Let you be my waiter. No, let you be my master, as long as you let me go, I can satisfy your wishes Everything you ask for!"

"Then learn how to bark like a dog?"

"Wow woof woof..."

"Learn two more goose calls?"

"goose……"

In order to be more realistic, the Grim Reaper stretched out his arm as a gooseneck.

"What a poor god of death who has never been offline at all! The existence of a god like you is simply an insult to the majesty of a god." Baicheng shook his head and dropped the holy water directly.

The weak god of death burst into pieces like a balloon under the water of holy water.

Baicheng couldn't find any sense of accomplishment in killing such a god of death.

"Ding, congratulations on completing the return mission."

"Obtain random items, teleport cards, and teleport to any location within a plane."

Baicheng took a quick look at it. Although it was a one-time item, it was not like Wanjie fishing rod, which could provide buffs every time.But it can definitely play a life-saving role at critical moments.

"The host can choose, come back now or come back in a month?"

Come back straight away!