Master never follows a routine

"According to my rigorous analysis, the host has a 57 chance of escaping." The system's voice was as calm as water.

Listening carefully, there is a bit of gloating.

Yuan Jian pursed his lips, his palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Fortunately, there is still a great possibility of escaping."

"No." The cold voice of the system sounded again: "I mean 57/[-]."

"If I were you, I would already be thinking of ways to save the host." Yuan Jian said coldly.

"The host still has the heart to tell me these things, so he must be aware of it." The system began to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Yuan Jian snorted coldly.

He turned his hand away, and held a paper talisman between his fingers, on which the talisman was drawn with something soaked in black and red.

This kind of talisman is still very common in the mortal world, and it is usually used to raise corpses.

If it was normal, with the help of the system, Jiang Linmu's body would have gotten up and killed Ying Lin a long time ago. Unfortunately, after digging out the spirit core, the system could not withstand the external force, and had to rely on this little trick used by mortals.

Ying Lin stared at Yuan Jian coldly, and suddenly the wind sounded from the clothes behind her, her body bent down instinctively, and the magic weapon in her hand was drawn up——

"Snapped!"

The already bruised corpse was thrown several feet away and fell heavily to the ground. A long welt on the chest was shocking.

"Master—"

Ying Lin's mind went blank, and he shouted involuntarily, his hand softened, and the artifact almost slipped to the ground.

Yuan Jian narrowed his eyes and stared at the artifact, pursed his lips.

It's really interesting, this thing hasn't recognized its owner yet, even hitting itself.

But fortunately, Jiang Linmu himself is strong enough. If he was a low-level monk, he would already be two steps down.

The corpse stood up staggeringly, with its head hanging down, and walked towards Yuan Jian step by step. Ying Lin reached out to stop him, but his fingertips seemed to weigh a thousand catties, so he couldn't lift it up.

"Master, I didn't do it on purpose..." Ying Lin grabbed his arm.

Ying Lin's heart suddenly turned cold. Just now, he thought that Jiang Linmu was not dead, but had returned to the light.

What is the difference between the current Jiang Linmu and those dead bodies driven by ghosts that came back to life in his previous life?

"You are so brave!"

"Master Zongxin stood up, isn't senior brother happy?" Yuan Jian hooked his fingers, and the corpse stood up again, his hands suddenly clamped his arms, and the blood on his hands quickly printed a bloody handprint on his sleeve.

The corpse got up, hugged his arm and pulled it down with force, Ying Lin was caught off guard and pushed to the ground by him.

The strength seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and Ying Lin found that he couldn't break free. He didn't dare to use too much force. It would be terrible if it caused damage to Jiang Linmu's body again.

"Well--"

There was a dull pain in the back of the neck, and Ying Lin even heard the crisp sound of bones being hit...

Fortunately, he has already transformed into a dragon, and his flesh and bones have been tempered, otherwise he would have gone down to accompany the master now.

While breathing, he felt his body lighten, the corpse got up, and rushed towards Yuan Jian with strides.

"Master—"

Yuan Jian tore off the talisman paper in his hand, and the corpse fell limply in front of him. He held the corpse in both hands, put it in front of him, untied the blood-soaked outer shirt, and layered the clothes inside. Pick it up.

Until the round shoulders are exposed, the thin chest, and the narrow waist have beautiful arcs on both sides.

"You bastard!" Ying Lin stood up, couldn't restrain her anger in her eyes, and gritted her teeth: "What do you want to do?"

"Senior brother was joking, what can I do?"

Yuan Jian turned the body over, and the thunder and lightning almost split Jiang Linmu's whole body. There was a long gully on his back, and black flesh and blood gushed out, dripping with blood.

Ying Lin's heart twitched violently.

He had just been struck by lightning, and when that thing fell, it hurt so much that his flesh and blood seemed to be churning. How did Jiang Linmu help him block so many blows...

Yuan Jian took out a sharp knife, with a pitch-black handle and a snow-white blade, black and white were distinct, and it turned out to be an aura.

The tip of the knife made two gestures behind Jiang Linmu's back, and Yuan Jian frowned as if thinking about where to start.

"Let me let him go!"

"I should have the Artifact C. Since the brother is unwilling to give it to me, I can only take it myself."

Ying Lin clenched his fists: "He is your master! Ask yourself, he is good to you, I will give you the artifact, you let him go!"

Yuan Jian looked up at him, the corners of his mouth curled up, the handsome pale young man smiled harmlessly and endearingly.

Ying Lin threw the artifact at his feet, like an ordinary tree root, unremarkable.

Yuan Jian knelt down to pick it up, and there was no difference in holding it.

"In that case, thank you brother for fulfilling it."

The knife in Yuan Jian's hand has not been put down, and Jiang Linmu also has a magic weapon in his body. Why would he give up the other one when "I want it all" can be realized?

He looked at Ying Lin, with a flash of excitement in his eyes: "Brother, aren't you curious? What's in Master's body, how about I cut it out and show you?"

Ying Lin's golden vertical eyes stared at him firmly, Yuan Jian was taken aback for a moment, and for some reason, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Brother, don't wait for me like this. You will definitely be interested in what I dig out later."

"The artifact is also given to you, let me let him go."

"That can't be done, brother, I'm just a mortal now, if you let Master go, why don't you swallow me alive right away?"

The tip of the knife moved down, inserted into the flesh and blood without hesitation, and quickly pulled down!

The sound of flesh and blood being separated drifted into the ears along with the wind.

The blood spread quickly, staining Jiang Linmu's fingertips on the ground red.

Jiang Linmu was very thin, with only bony bones under the skin, and the black spine was clearly visible under the huge incision.

"How dare you—" Ying Lin's eyes turned black, and her ears buzzed.

"Sure enough!" Yuan Jian said excitedly: "Brother, you also saw it, Master, he harmed you—"

Before the words fell, he flew out of the whole body!

Yuan Jian's eyes widened, and he held his chest in disbelief. He felt that his internal organs were about to be punched out.

Ying Lin's reaction is wrong...

Shouldn't she hate Jiang Linmu?

He fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitched uncontrollably, his pupils gradually became dilated, and he couldn't hold on for long.

"Host, your body has caused indelible damage, may I ask if you need to forcibly treat it?"

"No need." Yuan Jian closed his eyes.

This physical talent is good, but after taking the spiritual core, coupled with this serious injury, no matter what, he will never be able to return to the original peak moment.

To put it bluntly, even if you don't want it, it doesn't matter if you throw it away.

As long as he can return to the ghost world, finding another body is not a problem.

It's a pity that the artifact can't be taken away.

"Now the conflict between the human cultivator and the demon cultivator has been provoked, and it will be a matter of time before they come back. Abandoning a body is nothing."

The system was silent for a while, then said: "I regret to tell you that you cannot leave this cultivation world."

"what?"

"The enchantment covering the cultivation world is used to deal with the ghost race. It can prevent the ghost race from entering, and it can also prevent them from getting out-after all, they still understand the word "fish that slipped through the net."

The system paused: "So I need to help you transfer!"

Yuan Jian looked gloomy: "What's the price?"

"Once the host fails, the soul will be recovered by the system."

"I won't fail." Yuan Jian sneered, it turned out that this thing was waiting here.

"Generally, those who set this kind of flag usually don't end well."

"……you shut up!"

A cluster of fire suddenly ignited on him, Yuan Jian struggled painfully twice, but there was no movement.Ying Lin squatted down and sat beside Jiang Linmu, carefully pulled his clothes back, and wiped off the muddy water and blood on his face.

He has been sitting like this, the sun rises and sets again, and the evening wind blows, raising his hair, carrying the moist breath of night, and slowly drifting by, the bugs in the distance are tirelessly shouting.

Under the moonlight, he saw Jiang Linmu's reclining profile. His outline was extremely beautiful, his collarbone was too distinct, and he looked too thin.

The Jiao bone had been picked out by Yuan Jian, and it was placed next to Jiang Linmu's body, with his blood and tenderness on it.

The black dragon bones, like a short blade, glowed with a cold light, as if the dragon's soul lingered in it, never peaceful.

This kind of thing, how painful it must be to get stuck on the back...

He didn't even know how Jiang Linmu endured it.

He also thought that one day he would ask Jiang Linmu to give him an explanation, and if he couldn't tell the origin of Jiaogu, he would kill him.

But after getting along for so long, I also knew in my heart that Jiang Linmu was not someone who could do such a thing.

No matter what the reason, as long as he said, he was willing to listen.

But now, it doesn't matter anymore, everyone is dead, and the things that were so persistent have become understandable.

If he is already a dragon, there is no longer any dragon clan in this world.

"Master, you once said that you will help me block the thunder disaster. You don't have a few words of truth in your mouth, why...don't you know how to lie to me this time?"

"Master, we have lived here for so many years, we should let you live here..." He stood up and looked up at the moonlight: "But I'm afraid it will be very uncomfortable here in the future. Uncle Lin's place is not bad." Peaceful, there is a sea of ​​flowers all year round, rhubarb is also there, I wonder if Master will like it..."

He took off his outer shirt, wrapped the body up, and picked it up horizontally.

Its daybreak.

Lin Feng stood under the mountain gate, and the little black cat was sitting right at his feet.

He saw Ying Lin from a distance, and his fingers trembling slightly as he clutched the hem of his clothes.

"Uncle Master."

"This is... your master?"

Ying Lin lowered his eyelids and nodded slightly: "Yes."

"I saw the sky thunder fall yesterday. There was a dragon leaping among the clouds. The sky thunder fell ninety-nine and eighty-one times. It was... a death calamity."

"Well, Master helped me block it."

Lin Feng opened his mouth and said nothing.

A few strands of Jiang Linmu's hair hung down from the gaps in his clothes, and there were blood clots on them.

"I still have to bother my uncle. Life will not be peaceful in the future. I hope my uncle will allow my master to be buried here."

"I see, it's okay, I'm still willing to give up a piece of land."

Jiang Linmu was buried together with his artifact in the south of the hillside, where the terrain is higher and the sun is abundant.

"The one your master uses is a divine weapon anyway, so why don't you just don't want it?"

"Master's artifact is also a part of his body, how can I have the heart to take it away..." Ying Lin raised her head: "Anyway, I will come back in the future, so let Master feel wronged for a while."

At night, thunder and lightning flashed, and it rained heavily.

Lin Feng held his umbrella and looked towards the sky. The black dragon was rolling among the dark clouds, surrounded by lightning, but he didn't dare to get close.

Ying Lin is already a dragon, he should return to the Immortal Realm soon.

At that time, I will be the only one who will accompany Jiang Linmu.

He sighed.

On the hillside in the distance, a small bud broke out of the ground, absorbed the rainwater and quickly branched out, and grew into a sapling as thick as a little finger in a short time.

The author has something to say: Cough, um, I'll get back and update...

I've been really busy these few days, I'm writing an internship report, and I just finished it (the deadline was at [-]:[-] yesterday, and I didn't hand it in until [-]:[-], it's so dangerous...)

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: I am so good, Kakashi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 54 bottles of Maotang; 18 bottles of Jayjud; ahahahahaha, 10 bottles just for reading a book; I can’t afford to put down 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!