After transmigrating into Mozun Master, I betrayed [Transmigration Book]

The peaceful transaction was just a tacit lie between the two parties. Lin Cangming found it ridiculous. He sneered at this behavior of tearing up the precarious reputation. Under the supervision of Yi Shuang, he walked up to the puppet master with his hands behind his back. Still arrogant and unyielding: "Heh, I heard from the morning that death in the evening is inevitable, and the Youming Pavilion is not a decent person who pretends to be in the realm of comprehension. It seems that Your Excellency has prepared two coffins to go to the underworld with your Yanjia. "

"Wrong, my two coffins are prepared for you." The puppet master sneered, "You are so easy to do with your life at stake. It is nothing more than hoping that Lord Laixia will save you. It is a pity that a net has been laid in the Zongsheng Pagoda. Wait until he kills himself."

With a murderous look covering his face, Lin Cangming frowned and turned his head to spit out provocative words: "Hmph, I'll wait and see."

Yan Yucheng took a short breath when he heard the words Jixia-Jun, and interjected as if nothing had happened, "Jixia-Jun? Isn't he missing?"

"Ji Ya is disguised by Ji Xia Jun." The puppet master's tone lowered, "Take it away and go to the altar."

"So that's it." Yan Yucheng nodded worriedly, "That Ji Ya is so crazy, he can even arrange and use himself, what if he does some stupid actions to save Lin Cangming and die together."

"Does a sword cultivator who has just stepped into the fusion stage have the qualifications to die with us?" The puppet master asked indifferently, "But speaking of madness...ha, if the Zongsheng Tower and the volcano are detonated, everyone brought by the Nether Pavilion What do you think of sleeping under the marl?"

"It can eliminate the thorn in Mr.'s eyes, and I naturally agree very much. If Mr. needs in the future, I believe that with the friendship between Eldest Sister and you, I will definitely be willing to provide you with any resources." Yan Yucheng agreed with a low eyebrow.

The puppet master's thoughts stopped at the name Yan Yufei, without any conception. Yan Yucheng's obedient and determined appearance made him stop thinking about it, as if he was really easy to go his own way and had a friend of Miss Yan's.

"Patriarch Yan is exquisite in handling things. After the matter is completed, I am willing to teach you Yanshu personally."

Lin Cangming walked in front, and when he heard Yan Yucheng thank the puppet master for his favor, Yi Shuang's face darkened, revealing a trace of contempt, and he turned his head silently and spat: "A trash who only knows how to flatter."

Lin Cangming calmly turned his head and glanced at Yi Shuang. Yi Shuang's expression was real, but there were countless other Yi Shuangs who could accurately express their disgust for Yan Yucheng, and this reality began to be absurd and weird.

A corridor was built around the outermost floor of the Zongsheng Pagoda. Lin Cangming saw the crimson light and the uneven mountain wall through the window inside the corridor, as if he could feel the heat coming from his face when he stepped out.

If the vertical life tower is really detonated, a volcanic eruption that disrupts spiritual power will inevitably be inevitable.

"Treasure the scenery you saw last." Yan Jiayi put his hands on Lin Cangming's shoulder and said sadly.

"I still think grass can make the most perfect Yanjia." Lin Cangming calmly followed Yi Shuang into the spacious hall, "I don't know which work of the puppet master has this honor, do you?"

"Nonsense, go in!" Yi Shuang couldn't understand Lin Cangming's words, he pushed Lin Cangming to the center of the hall, waved out a slowly rising stone pedestal, pressed his palm on it, and the hall shook slightly.

Lin Cangming stabilized his balance, and saw a crystal stone platform engraved with an array figure appear in front of him, it was as dark and heavy as if it had swallowed all the light, and the outer circle was carved with uniform blood grooves, and he couldn't control it. Bo Lan clenched his fingers slightly and remained silent.

"Why, Mr. Lin, don't you want to struggle again?" The puppet master asked with a smile on his face. He was standing a few steps away from the altar, next to a group of huge, complex and extremely sophisticated hagana instruments, and several clouds were floating on the instruments. Before, he sketched a few times with his fingertips, and the dense sound echoed in the hall.

Lin Cangming closed his eyes as if letting himself go. There were obvious traces of rushing work on the pile of hagana creations. The shape was not yet completed. It had wings like Yinglong, the base was Bi Fang's single foot, and a beast with a soul crystal embedded In the first mouth, the cloud image used for manipulation is like a mythical beast flying through the clouds and driving the mist. If the whole shell is carefully carved, it may be very shocking, but now he can clearly see the mortise and tenon of the pipe and the gear connection, as well as the end of the hourglass to filter and store Feng Duyan.

"I won't do useless work, let's do it." Lin Cangming lay down on the altar gracefully, "You don't have much time, it's better to talk less nonsense."

"Pretending to be calm can't cover up your panic." The puppet master snapped his fingers, and the altar began to run and glow. He looked at Lin Cangming, who was imprisoned on the altar by his wrist, only one step away from success, as if He has never been so close to the target, "Is there any last words?"

Yi Shuang threw out a wind blade, and the invisible air blade cut a deep bone-deep wound on Lin Cangming's left wrist. Suddenly, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the dark red river filled the ditch in an instant, and flowed from the pipe under the altar. Hourglass inside the instrument.

Lin Cangming hissed slightly, feeling a sense of coolness and weakness eroding his body, making his reflexive palpitations tense, and said with a low laugh: "The gift from Nether Pavilion is my last words."

The soul-extracting crystal used to fuse the chanting grass slowly turned, and the puppet master crossed his fingers and exhaled, unable to hide his excitement: "You are still waiting for the Nether Pavilion to save you? Be rational, look at my guards around you, Everyone is not fast enough to fit together, you have no chance."

Lin Cangming didn't reply, and vaguely thought that Yi Shuang was definitely venting his personal anger, otherwise he wouldn't have cut it so seriously. He felt cold and weak after a while, fine beads of sweat gathered under the mask, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

But this is not enough, Lin Cangming glanced at the hourglass and secretly calculated, these are not enough, there are more than a dozen heavily armed Yanjia guards standing by the wall in the hall, and Ji Ya hasn't come yet, it seems that there is no disturbance in the Zongsheng Pagoda. Some sparks, it would be best to comfort myself that Ji Ya didn't come, lest the puppet master detonate the Zongsheng tower and everyone can't escape.

... It's fine if you don't come.

He was rejoicing but also a little disappointed, wondering if Ji Ya would blame him, as well as his intentional and unintentional promises and expectations.

He wants to find Tian Di Qiong Yuan with Ji Ya, repay the generosity of Yun Jishu, and choose an auspicious day that is neither too early nor too late. Ji Ya may be unhappy, but he can retaliate on that day and say "you fell in love with me too", we are all losers.

The puppet master's sneer with great interest brought Lin Cangming back to his senses, and he broke out in a cold sweat, only then did he realize that he was almost drowning in the fantasy of the ending.

The puppet master ordered to the jade slip: "Good job, bring it up."

Lin Cangming bit the tip of his tongue feeling bad, the puppet master raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Cangming as if everything was under control, with a burst of smug joy in his eyes: "Mr. Laixia has arrived, but my subordinates may not know how to treat guests. "

"What did you do to him!" Lin Cangming immediately showed anxiety, struggling with his elbows propped on the cold altar, but the clasp that locked his wrist remained motionless.

"Sure enough, Mr. Lin is still afraid of death." The puppet master calmed down with satisfaction, "Your last hope is gone."

"Yi Guxing, I will definitely make you regret it!" Lin Cangming threatened in a trembling voice, his coldness froze his blood into ice, as if there was a sound of shards tearing his bone marrow, "You are not allowed to touch him!"

"I've lost a lot of blood, I'm afraid I'm not clear-headed." Yan Jiayishuang snorted contemptuously, walked to the door of the hall and opened it, Yan Yucheng took the opportunity to step back quietly and touched the door, and saw a guard wearing a hood raise his head. Another man in a blue shirt, black hair, and blood all over his body came in.

The man was in a coma with his head hanging down, his long hair was hanging loose, and the ends of his hair were stuck together with blood, countless wounds were exposed under his ragged clothes, and the original color of the clothes could hardly be discerned.

"Master puppet master, the intruder has been brought here." The guard put the man on the ground and bowed his head to report.

"...Ji Ya!" Lin Cangming hissed, "Wake up, Ji Ya! Yi Guxing, try to move him!"

"The beast that has its teeth pulled out is nothing to be afraid of." The puppet master didn't care at all, walked to the seriously injured Ji Ya who was lying on the ground, squatted down and gently brushed his hair that covered his face, under the blood stains was a gentle face The facial features, Lang Run lost a little bit, his brows were frowned, and there was a little more unwillingness and hatred.

It really was Ji Ya's face.

Lin Cangming saw the familiar face with bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, as if he had fought all the way to exhaustion and was still forcing himself to lift his sword. His heart ached and his throat was astringent, and he murmured in disbelief: "Impossible...it's not true , Ji Ya, stand up and answer me!"

"Master Puppet Master, he is wearing a ring on his hand. After inspection by my subordinates, I found that it looks like a magic weapon for tracking." The guard cupped his hands and reported, "The other end may be in the tower, but this subordinate cannot be sure."

"People have been lost, and it's useless to track down the magic weapon." The puppet master's eyes fell on Ji Ya's right hand, which was in a clenched fist posture, only the middle finger was stretched out, and he was wearing a simple and simple ring.

He took off the ring, raised it and showed it to Lin Cangming who was speechless: "Do you know him? It seems that he really broke through the barrier to save you."

Lin Cangming stared at Ji Ya in a daze, and laughed stiffly as if in a trance: "...Why did you save me? It was the same seven years ago. I hurt you every time. Why can't you learn a lesson..."

The puppet master stared at Lin Cangming for a while, he was not interested in the tool that was waiting to die in frustration, he heard some rustling noises in his ears, the sound was fleeting, he didn't pay much attention, stretched out his hand to strangle Ji Ya's neck, his eyes move.

"My lord puppet master, are you going to kill this person?" the guard asked holding the sword hilt at his waist.

"You solve it." The puppet master suddenly let go and stood up, ordering with a chuckle.

The guard drew his sword and stabbed at Ji Ya's heart resolutely. Lin Cangming roared heart-piercingly, but he couldn't stop him. He watched as the sword tip pierced into the flesh and blood, bursting out bright red.

At the same time, the puppet master also slapped the guard's chest with his power-packed palm hidden behind him, and lifted his hood vigorously, revealing his aloof and cold eyes.

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