[Western Fantasy] Creator's daily tasks

Only the silent valley at dusk.

The purple sun hovered over the ridge, and the afterglow shone on the dark tree trunks and eerie ghostly transparent leaves of the dense forest.Only the mournful chirping of wild birds and the murmur of water in the creek broke the tranquility of the night.

Through an invisible pass, Long Yun fell into this world.He was in a state of distress, the Jiushu Qingyun robe was torn, and the faint sword energy left on it was enough to see the strength of the enemy.Bloodstains flowed down the calf, rendering the soil into dark red, the long sleeve was cut off, half of the forearm fell on the ground weakly, and the eyes were broken and dazed.

After a long time, he stood up tremblingly, walked to the side of the stream step by step, stared at the surrounding vigilantly, then knelt down, and suddenly tore off the blood-stained robe, regardless of whether the water source was clean, holding a dark green The stream water began to wash the wounds...

On the ridge in front of him, he caught a glimpse of the shadow of an old castle under the afterglow of the setting sun, like three towering towers, and wondered, there was no such old castle.

Leaning on a broken sword, he pushed open the heavy door with great effort, the purple sunlight penetrated through the crack of the door, and the dust danced and shone in it.The walls, floors, and ceilings were covered in burn marks.

Blistering oil paintings and the gold leaf of the once-glorious murals were covered with large black blotches, and the wall hangings of people and animals seemed to come to life, trying to escape from the madness.

But the strange thing is that those gorgeous wall hangings and family trees are still hanging intact, but some of them are hung crookedly due to the unevenness of the walls. Put it in place, it's weird and frightening, like a beast with a huge mouth, waiting for the ignorant to enter.

"anyone there?"

The hoarse voice passed through the hall and echoed in the air for a long time, but no one answered.

"Then I'm in."

Long Yun shielded the broken sword in front of his body, and entered the castle sideways.

The gorgeous carpet in red, green and gold, spans the floor of the castle hall, extending to an invisible place. A mirror stands obliquely beside the fireplace, from which he sees his own figure, his nine-color silk silk , the essence of the stars, the defensive Holy Treasure Jiushu Qingyun Robe made of Wuji Lingyu, but it hangs on his body like a rag, just like his hair and skin, the whole person looks like he was fished out of a slum, where is there The demeanor of the first disciple of China's first hidden sect.

when……

The sound of silverware colliding came from the second floor, and chants came from nowhere, passed through the door, passed through the stairs, and spread into the hall, melodious and mysterious.

Long Yun frowned. He once heard from his junior sister in the sect that there is a creature in the West called a vampire, and this creature lives in the dark castle all the year round. It likes to kidnap girls and use blood as a He even filmed the history of the Blood Smell Clan into a TV series [Dark Fog], which was spread in the human world, not to mention its attraction to human beings, just because of sucking blood and harming people's lives, it is enough for practitioners to hear about it What's more, the current him is no different from a fresh and delicious meal.

Thinking of this, he tried his best to mobilize the little remaining spiritual power in his meridians, set up a protective halo around his body, held his breath, and walked towards the second floor.

The carol was getting closer and closer, like a funeral tune, which made people shudder, and with force with their fingertips, they pushed open the dusty door.

The owner of the castle was sitting in a large chair at the other end of the room, half of his body was hidden in the shadow of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his emerald green eyes were flickering with candlelight, and one hand was naturally placed on the book in his lap, "Welcome to come to my castle."

Strange tones passed by the ear, and the easy-to-understand vocabulary was fed back to the mind, and the meaning could be known without reading.

"Your Excellency... what is this place?"

Long Yun pondered for a long time and asked a question that was not a problem, but also the most beneficial one.

"A safe place, enough to cover all dangers."

The owner of the castle got up, and the snow-white silk tied around his neck exuded a creamy yellow luster under the candlelight, which made people relax involuntarily.

"Good night, then! My dear guest."

The silver on the top of the knee-length boots rattled sparsely as the owner walked away until they disappeared.

Long Yun breathed a sigh of relief, he is not good at dealing with this kind of Westerners, let alone talking.Turning around, he found that not far from him was steaming bread, soup served in exquisite ceramic dishes, and extremely gorgeous silver tableware, all of which reflected the care of the owner.

Looking into the distance, you can see the carved bedposts, the fluffy bed covered with thick and warm blankets, and a saucer of black tea on the bedside table...

Long Yun stood the Broken Sword beside the bedside table and lay down on the bed. Regardless of the thick blanket under his body, he slowly closed his eyes. He was very tired now and needed to rest. This was his only thought.

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Qi Yang walked down the stairs slowly, lit the fireplace with a flick of his finger, and the warm fire light was reflected on the mirror, illuminating the hall of the castle, "Law, why don't you tell me what is so special about this dragon cloud?" It made you pay so much attention to it, and let you go back the time of the whole world on purpose."

[The special thing is not Long Yun, but the traverser who possesses him]

"How do you say that?" Qi Yang straightened the snow-white silk in front of the mirror, perfect.

[According to the original progress of the world, Long Yun will die in Relenzel, and then the traverser will possess him, read Long Yun's training memory and cultivation base, and then activate Long Yun's hidden blood, the descendants of Xuanyuan, Afterwards, the Xuanyuan Sword was condensed with the power of the blood, and finally unified the mainland, and the faith became a god. ]

"I guess you haven't finished talking yet." Qi Yang opened the cupboard, took out the teapot and said slowly.

[Indeed... After he became a god, he seized the godhead, acted recklessly, disturbed the will of the world, and finally destroyed the world. ]

"Oh, then what?"

The black tea steamed by the fire magic slowly flowed into the teacup, and the fog was so thick that it was hard to see Qi Yang's expression at the moment.

[With the permission of the world rules, this hidden danger can be safely eliminated. ]

He squinted his eyes and slowly stirred the black tea with cubed sugar, "So... I can shoot him to death."

[Levich, can you be more serious, please? ]

Qi Yang put down his spoon, took a sip of black tea, and said half-jokingly, "Just to tease you."

The law is at a loss for words, is that killing intent like the cold wind just playing around?Levierch, who has sealed his memory, has escaped his control. Now that he has recovered his old memory, it is even more difficult to deal with. The loopholes of the will of the world are not generally smooth... Only in this way can I have the qualifications to play against that guy.