Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

King Ren couldn't help but swallow.

He is a bit reckless and passionate, and doesn't care about anything.

I have done things like keeping watch at a funeral parlor and exploring ghost nests at night.

I once thought that there was nothing in the world that I was afraid of.

But now there is.

This pervasive suona sound seemed to be able to trigger the rhythm of his heartbeat.

"Plop! Plop!! Plop!!!"

The heart is like a big stone weighing on it, and every beat is "moving forward with a heavy load."

Although every card feedback will reflect the physical body and strengthen the lungs, the heart is one of the most important organs of the human body. No matter how it is strengthened, it is still very fragile compared to other body parts.

At least the hearts of card masters below the gold level can hardly bear the heavy pressure.

Wang Ren was no exception. Although he had the mental strength to resist the sound, half a minute passed and his face turned pale, with cold sweat flowing down his cheeks.

Ji Nian watched this scene from a distance and suddenly felt a little "soft-hearted", so he asked the suona team to slowly lower their tone.

In this way, the originally sharp sound of the suona became somewhat ethereal, floating in the river wind, making it even more eerie.

King Ren's face looked much better, and he gradually adapted to this pressure.

He quickly adjusted his condition and prepared to accelerate and collide.

But at this moment, a shrill meow sounded behind his ears.

"Meow!!!"

The sharp and thrilling feeling is much higher than a simple suona song.

In just one second, he was covered in goosebumps, as if he had been poured cold water on his head, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

He could even feel the itching sensation of the cat's whiskers scratching the back of his neck.

But when he turned his head, there was nothing on his back.

It's just that there is an old locust tree with a crooked neck by the river. There is a hemp rope hanging from the thick branches. There are several old and somewhat broken altars underneath, which are shaking constantly, as if they are hiding something.

The [One-Eyed Rusty Butcher] under his command was sitting there at the moment, stretching out his hairy hands into the altar.

Two seconds later, a rat with shiny black hair, a bloated body, half a foot in length, and red eyes was pulled out.

The rat seemed to have become a spirit, struggling desperately, and bitten the rusty butcher's hand.

But the butcher had the body of a ferocious ghost. He wouldn't be hurt by such a gadget. With just a little force, he would be strangled to death.

At this time, a cat meowed suddenly from the top of the tree.

When Wang Ren's scalp was numb, he raised his eyes and saw a skinny black cat with gloomy eyes lying on the trunk of an old locust tree, staring at him.

"This cat... looks like the one in Yu Anran's field..."

"No, the skinny cat she keeps is just a pet and occasionally acts as an atmosphere setter. It's not nearly as scary."

Ren Wangxin said, raising his hand to direct the Rusty Butcher to write a letter to catch the cat.

But the old locust tree seemed to have Taoism, and hundreds of faces with different emotions and expressions instantly appeared on the tree body.

The butcher couldn't climb the tree, so he jumped up from the spot and headed straight for the black cat with the butcher knife in his hand.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be empty.

The black cat seemed to exist only in Ren Wang's fantasy.

He disappeared from the tree, and when Wang Ren turned his head, he appeared on the tricycle, with green eyes staring at him.

Then when he reached out to pat the [Prisoner with Hundreds of Scars] on the shoulder, he disappeared again, occasionally emitting shrill meows that blended into the creepy suona sound.

Suona, black cat...

King Ren gritted his teeth and accepted the two greeting gifts given to him by Ji Nian.

It's not polite to go back and forth.

Seeing the wedding team gradually approaching the river, he commanded the [Latin Fish Assassin] to float in the dark, ready to take action at any time.

"Oh Lord, do you know that I have become chronically ill and will soon die of grief for you..."

The cold and desperate singing has no intention of stopping at all, and the strange singing tone makes people feel chilled both physically and mentally.

Invisibly, it also had a certain impact on Kaling, who was under King Ren.

Even though the wedding party was still dozens of meters away from the river, the frozen fish assassin still moved his legs like torpedoes, preparing to break through the water.

King Ren noticed this and quickly communicated with his senses, trying to stop the other party from seeking death.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, two icy-cold hands suddenly stretched out from the darkness, grasped his ankles, no, it was the frozen fish assassin's ankles, and dragged them down.

That powerful force was even for a frozen fish assassin with a rank of blue and three-star. There was no room for resistance and he was quickly pulled to the bottom of the river.

But this is not the end.

Wang Ren was desperately trying to activate his mental power when his neck suddenly tightened.

"chain……"

Just as he was mid-sentence, he leaned back suddenly, almost falling from the car, and his face instantly turned blue.

He felt like something was strangling his neck with a chain behind him, and some kind of gelatin-like object in his body felt like it was about to be ripped out.

Marquees began to flash in front of his eyes, and Wang Ren's head slowly drooped, but when it was halfway down, he suddenly opened his eyes and broke off the connection with the frozen fish assassin.

Finally slowed down.

"Before the war officially started, one of my generals was killed. It's worthy of the record... ahem..."

After suffering heavy losses one after another, King Ren appeared calm and calm, and he still had the leisure to praise his opponents, but in fact, he was starting to get timid in his heart.

He, who had always been reckless, suddenly "grew up" at this moment and was forced to become "reasonable".

"Now I only have the two Kalings, Uncle Tang and the prisoner, on my side, but across from me there are the groom, who looks scary, and the bride, who has not shown up, as the two main battle units, plus a large number of younger brothers."

"It's irrational to use less to fight more. It's better to be steady."

Thinking like this, he reached out and patted the old man on the shoulder, signaling him to quickly turn around and walk in the opposite direction, which was the direction of the Grand View Garden.

Seeing this, Ji Nian, who was leading Hong Sha, did not speed up, but walked slowly, following the tricycle at a not too far distance.

Realizing that he was getting further and further away from the cold aura, Wang Ren couldn't help but turn his head and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the distance between himself and the extremely strange team was gradually getting closer.

But before he could be happy for half a minute, there was another heavy fog in the wilderness in front of him.

It's still the familiar sound of the suona, but this time it's a little heavier, making people feel sad when they hear it.

"Under the screen window, I have no chance; in the loess ridge, how can you be so miserable..."

What he sings about is that God’s will tricks people, but they also end up in tears...

What King Ren heard was that parents love their children deeply, but they have to bear the grief of a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person.

Young people have unfulfilled ambitions, have not fulfilled their responsibilities as children, have not tasted the fruits of love, and have not had much enjoyment. Most of the time they are under pressure and exhaustion.

Nowadays, a thin coffin is so heavy, and a small mound of earth has ended life.

"call……"

King Ren took a long breath and shed two tears slowly.

Perhaps because his spirit was too high, he did not capture the link of "daiyu returning tears" conveyed to him by the chronology. Instead, he went straight to the core and touched the origin of Baisha: unfulfilled ambition, and deeply sympathized with it. .

But he quickly reacted, pinched himself hard, and forced himself to concentrate.