Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

Layers upon layers of resentful ghosts lingered in the villa, and the butler was holding a lamp in the dark, his brows furrowed.

Something was wrong tonight, not at all according to the script he had in mind.

Not only was the young man in this room who was arguing with him fleeing ahead of time, but Xiao A and Xiao B, who should have rushed here in a panic, did not show up either.

It took a lot of work and the expectations were full, but the bamboo basket was empty.

The housekeeper faced the wall for a long time, until the grieving ghost next to him pushed him impatiently, his old bones almost fell apart, and only then did he return to his thoughts.

Forget it, he didn't bother to look at Xiao A and Xiao B's side, because he couldn't afford to bother when he was old.

Anyway, his eyes glanced at the grieving ghosts who were so many that they were almost condensed into reality, and looked at the third floor. With that person, they are doomed.

At this time, Qu Yang and Jin Zifeng, who were accompanied by the housekeeper, were leading the two children to the garden.

The screams came from far away, Jin Zifeng's hair stood on end, and a layer of cold sweat soaked his back.

The night was as cool as water, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the surroundings were dark, and you couldn't see your fingers, and you could only see shaking shadows as promised.

"It should be here."

According to Qu Yang's instructions last night, Xiaojia deliberately came over to step on the spot during the day today, keeping the route in mind, even if there is no light around, she walked well.

Soon, a small wooden house appeared in the field of vision, which is where the gardener usually takes his lunch break.

"You sleep here tonight, those grieving ghosts can only be trapped in the villa and cannot escape, don't be afraid."

Having said that, Xiao Jia was still afraid, her little hands with red nails grabbed Qu Yang's clothes, and whispered fearfully, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the villa, do you want to come with me?"

As soon as the words fell, the girl with braided horns let go of her hand immediately.

Jin Zifeng froze, he said "I", not "we".

Sure enough, Qu Yang's next sentence was: "You also stay here, the two of you go back together, I can't guarantee that if you disturb the grieving ghost, you will be able to escape unscathed."

"But……"

Qu Yang bent down, took out a flashlight from the hut, straightened up and said softly: "You know, we don't have much time left."

Jin Zifeng was dumbfounded.

Indeed, the longer the delay, the worse the crisis.

"Then take care of yourself." Jin Zifeng could only spit out this sentence, his hands hanging by his side couldn't help curling up, hating himself for being helpless, at this time he could only put all hopes of clearing the level on Qu Yang.

If only he could help.

Qu Yang responded, and his figure gradually moved away.

Jin Zifeng sighed, looking at the direction of the villa in the distance, couldn't help worrying.

Xiao A and Xiao B on the side sat down and hugged their knees.

"Everyone is gone, you keep looking at what's the use." Xiaojia said listlessly.

"When he passed this time, the first floor of the villa is almost full of grieving ghosts." Just thinking about the situation makes one's scalp tingle.

Xiao Yi whispered: "We were locked in the room by the butler and watched for a long time. Thanks to the butler leaving for a while, he rescued us, which also delayed the opportunity. We have to deal with a layer of grieving ghosts. But if we don't rescue us, we will wait Tomorrow we will be like Xiao Bing, and you too..."

Too passive, the road was tightly blocked, Jin Zifeng was a little out of breath.

……

Before he got to the villa, Qu Yang put the equipment on his body first, stuffed the flashlight into the small pocket on the right side of his backpack, ready to be used at any time.

In his hand is a fixed climbing tool.

Qu Yang didn't go through the main entrance, he quickly flew over the unknown hardened vines, and approached the second and third floors around the spiral circle...

The rope was pulled back, and he raised his hand to hold the window frame, but he was not in a hurry to go through the window.

When the night wind blew, he was already calm and sober, and his thoughts became more acute under such a moonlit night.

The difficulty of the dungeon is progressive, and there is a distinct food chain inside, just like the spiral-shaped vines in front of you, with some at the top and some at the bottom.

Raiders, children, grieving ghosts, little earls...

And what about the little count?

Of course it was Dr. Qin, who had the same pronunciation as Qin, and he was the main god Qin Mo.

Qu Yang guessed it from the very beginning, since he didn't find each other among his teammates and existing NPCs.

Qin Mo is at the top of the food chain, which is very convenient for him. He can safely hide behind the scenes and set up layers of obstacles. The housekeeper and the grieving ghost are driven by him.

It's just corresponding, the restrictions are not small, otherwise he would not always hide behind the scenes and not appear, but follow the rules of the game and use a roundabout way to deal with Qu Yang.The little count fell into his hands, but his physical condition could only decline little by little.

Qu Yang rested his fingers on the window frame, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

After a long time, it was finally time to face the person standing at the top of the fast traveler.

The opponent has accumulated many years, and his strength is far behind him, but Qu Yang is not nervous.

Unlike the pain and helplessness he faced with Qin Mo back then, he no longer showed timidity.

The slender figure blended with the thick night, and quietly invaded the third floor of the villa.

Different from the gloomy howls of resentful ghosts coming from the first and second floors of darkness, this place is brightly lit and so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

Qu Yang landed in the only darkened bedroom, there was one person lying on the big bed, with his hands resting peacefully on his stomach, sleeping soundly with each breath.

Judging from the figure of the shadow, this is a woman.

The Countess who never showed her face.

Qu Yang didn't pay too much attention, and rushed out of the room quickly but silently.

The moment the door closed, the countess moved her little finger slightly, and opened her eyes.

The corridor was extremely empty, Qu Yang ran straight to the end.

At the end, the quaint wooden door was pulled open from the inside, and the surrounding air temperature seemed to drop a few degrees. A handsome man in a white coat slowly stepped out, with a pair of cold silver eyes, he just stood in front of Qu Yang.

"Qu Yang?" Qin Mo's face was cold, with a frosty air all over his body, and his tone did not fluctuate, "Long time no see."

Qu Yang slowed down his pace, and stood facing Qin Mo without avoiding it, with a smile on his lips, he didn't respond to the other party's greetings, but asked another question: "A shield?"

Qin Mo clapped his hands: "As expected of Qu Yang, the vision of breaking the rules of time has never been so precise."

Qu Yang was indifferent and let him perform.

"Qu Yang, I can send you to leave this world now. After all, the world consciousness here is seriously self-destructed, and it is very likely that the world will be completely corrupted tomorrow."

"In the future, I will not make things difficult for you. We each take a step back, and everyone is happy."

This main god is always high above, and he is used to manipulating people's fate, life and death, this is the first time Qu Yang has seen such a reasonable and easy-to-talk appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you afraid of?"

Or rather, procrastination.Qu Yang suddenly pushed his palm, pushed open the half-closed door, and then swept his long legs to avoid Qin Mo's attack.

As soon as the door was opened, a dazzling bright light came over, Qu Yang squinted slightly uncomfortably, but this did not hinder his skills.

When power is imprisoned by world consciousness, Qin Mo, who has been in the upper class for a long time and is obsessed with the power of the upper class, is also inferior to him in terms of the exquisite technique.

"Qin Mo," Qu Yang's eyes became extremely calm, and he smiled deeply, "You can only act according to the past trajectory. The only thing that the rules of the game give you is that you can control the housekeeper and the grieving ghost, right?"

After being told the truth by Qu Yang, Qin Mo's tone was still cold: "So what, it's still too late for you to promise, I don't care about your offense just now."

"Surrender to me, and when I abdicate, you will be the next main god."

"What's the rush?" Qu Yang smiled and raised his hand to block, then made a feint, turned around and rushed towards the door.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Qin Mo made a move from the side, the sharp blade in his hand was icy cold, but this was another Qin Mo lurking inside, protected by the shield outside the door.

Qu Yang took advance as retreat, kicked off the murder weapon in his hand, the movement was extremely neat, then turned around and ran forward.

In front was a blood-stained bed, only the white edges showed its original color.The young man above was dying, almost inhuman.

There is no good place on his body, bloody and bloody, his shadow has been deprived, even his head has been opened, besides are all kinds of chips and light clusters, just waiting to be installed on him.

The young man opened his eyelids when he heard the movement, his anger was like gossamer.

"Your name." The young man overturned the chip and the light cluster, helped him up and asked knowingly.

The boy's voice overflowed from his throat: "Qu Yang."

His name is Qu Yang.