[Comprehensive Martial Arts] The system forced me to secondary school

Aizen is not a human being, but a god of death, the kind of god of death that really extradites the undead.

Lin Mo treated this character card very cautiously, for fear of showing the unique aura of the god of death and killing the people around him, so he did enough homework before binding.

"System, what's his personality like?"

"Ding - cold personality, ambitious."

Lin Mo looked at the card with glasses, his hair gently drooping, his face full of harmless, and the uncle with a friendly smile fell into thought.

"How is his intelligence?"

"Ding - extremely smart, resourceful and decisive."

"Are there any particular shortcomings?"

"Ding—" The system was silent for half a minute before saying, "Somewhat conceited."

Lin Mo feels that this cannot be regarded as a shortcoming. He is so powerful and has such a high IQ. It is normal for him to be a little conceited.

Then she asked the last and most important question: "Is he destructive in fights?"

The system popped up several small videos of Aizen fighting.

Lin Mo looked at him loudly, good guy, smashed his eyes, and put his hands on his head to make a big back. His eyes were sharp, and he hung in the air resolutely, killing a child with a knife.

His Saber Mirror Hua Shuiyue is an illusion system, which can manipulate people's five senses and make the opponent see the illusion he wants him to see.

In short, this person is extremely intelligent, deep in thought, and free to recruit. Lin Mo was so excited when he saw it, so he quietly found a place where no one was around to experience it. On the first day, nothing happened, and on the second day Put a few skills in the open space, and it feels good. On the third day, Lin Mo smiled like a dog: "System, I want to continue blue dyeing for ten days."

She has been numb by the system, and has learned to be cautious. Ten days are neither too long nor too short. If something goes wrong, unbinding immediately will not cause too much loss.

At that time, Lin Xian'er had just been tortured by Sauron's Lost buff, Luffy's Wisdom buff, and Gilgamesh's manic buff, which had a strong psychological shadow on Lin Mo, and she was almost out of ptsd. Spicy doesn't need to suffer, she packed her bags and ran away long ago.

Although Lin Mo is much more normal now, Lin Xian'er still doesn't dare to relax. When she came back from Jiang Yubin's place, she stood by and said obediently: "The words have been brought, and he promised not to go out at night."

Lin Mo seems to have never heard of it, and is immersed in writing novels. This is a way of making money that she accidentally discovered. Once the bookstore votes, it can also be exchanged for seven or eight taels of silver.

Lin Xian'er knew that being disturbed was the most taboo at this time, so she didn't dare to say anything. She stood behind Lin Mo and peeked at it secretly. What she saw was a small regular script drawn with a silver hook and iron, which was much more beautiful than the scribbled calligraphy a few days ago.

Then she glanced at the content - "The man stood under the eaves, sneered slightly at the woman kneeling in the torrential rain, woman, it is your honor to have you serve this king, don't be ignorant!

The woman's tears dripped down mixed with the rain, and she said stubbornly: Let me surrender to you, dreaming!I, Lin Xian'er, will never bow to someone like you, and kill me if I can! "

Authentic Lin Xian'er: ... What the hell is this?Is this woman with the same name as her sick?

Lin Mo finished writing the scene where he steals and abuses his body and mind, and dried the ink with satisfaction. He was destroying the manuscript of the scumbag chasing his wife and crematorium. When he turned around and saw her little girl staring at him, he said with a smile, "What do you think of my writing? "

Lin Xian'er wanted to say, please don't waste pen and paper, this thing is too spicy and the bookstore won't accept it, but when the words came to her lips, she turned a corner, her eyes curled up, and she said with a fascinated expression: "Sister wrote really well , I am fascinated by it, if I send it to a bookstore, it will be a big seller!"

Lin Mo put down his pen, showed a clear smile, and said leisurely: "Really? Then when I finish writing the first one to show you, who made you the heroine in my pen?"

Lin Xian'er: ...No need.

……

It was late at night, the wind was cold, there were no stars and no moon in the sky, the dark clouds were pressing down, and the leaves were blowing.

A little red in the Central Plains is stepping into the night, flying like a sharp arrow on the ridge of the house. Jiang Yubin's house is deep and dark, and only this room is lit.

The lights flickered, and a figure was projected on the window. The figure was lying on the table as if writing something, quite calm and relaxed.

Like a trap.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong became more cautious, he held the sword in his hand, no matter what time, as long as the sword was in his hand, he could feel at ease.He lightly landed on the tiles of the roof, like a light-moving cat. When he lifted a tile, he saw a man in a wide-sleeved long-sleeve sitting quietly at the table grinding. He didn't recognize a few of the characters, and he didn't recognize some of them. He only got a general idea, and it should be about the Qili serial gang in the water town. Combined with the man's figure and demeanor, he might be Jiang Yubin.

The tiles cracked, the black shadow flickered, and then a little silver light went straight to Jiang Yubin's vitals like thunder and lightning.

At that speed, Jiang Yubin only had time to raise his head, and when he realized it was the assassin, he had already seen his own blood.

There is only a little red in the throat.

When he died, his expression was still blank with his head raised.

Dian Hong closed his sword, and a little doubt suddenly appeared on his stern, rock-like face.

He felt wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

So he stopped, went to the corpse and reached out to touch the corpse, but it was empty!

His eyes could see the corpse, but he couldn't touch it!

Yidianhong finally found out what was wrong, but it was too late.

The candle flames were suddenly extinguished, and the room could not be seen.

When the candle was lit again, he found that he had been bound by chains, which were iron cables extending from the roof, firmly locking his limbs and neck, and he could not move a single bit.

The sword fell to the ground, and the body disappeared.

The girl's coquettish smile suddenly sounded: "This is a mirror image! It really looks like the real thing, my sister is so amazing!"

Little red pupils trembled, he could only think of one person for such a weird move, and only one person could do it!

Lin Mo, it's the great devil Lin Mo!

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl approached him persistently on the candlestick, with icy muscles and beautiful face, and said with a smile, "Mr. Killer, good evening." Turning her head to the other side, she said, "Sister, what are you going to do with him?"

Lin Mo was sitting on the chair on the other side, and it wasn't until then that Dianhong realized that someone was sitting on the chair over there.

His slightly red face was very white, but it was not as white as pearls, but as dead white as the wall, without a trace of blood. Just like his temperament, it was as cold as a cold night.

His eyes were not big, but he had a breathtaking and fierce look. The tight clothes he wore outlined his slender and vigorous physique.

Lin Mo knew at a glance that this man was a born killer.

Lin Mo said: "Search Soul Sword Wuying, the Central Plains is a little red, your swordsmanship is really powerful."

This is the truth. She has been bound to Sauron for a long time, and it has been less than half a year. Sauron is a very hard-working and self-disciplined person in practice. Lin Mo was influenced by his character, and he also studied hard and practiced hard. It will be too much stronger just after passing through, even if the character card is not bound, such as the snake in the grass on the tree is no longer her opponent.

But even so, Lin Mo estimated that he could at most survive two rounds under the assassin's sword.

A little red didn't think so, he felt that Lin Mo was mocking him, the chains that jumped out suddenly didn't scare him, and the failed mission didn't disturb him, but just this sentence broke his mind, he began to struggle, and put it around his neck The chain on his forehead stretched out the blue veins on his forehead, and his face gradually turned red, and there were hoarse and rough gasps in his throat, and he stared at her viciously.

Lin Mo said: "Can you tell me who sent you here?" This is Jiang Yubin's additional request, and if you ask, the commission can be increased by 1000 taels.

Yidianhong snorted coldly, she was very professional and refused to say a word.

Lin Xian'er bared her teeth and said, "Sister, he won't tell you, use torture and see how long he can last!" Her eyes were full of excitement, seeing other people suffering, being beaten and tortured made her extremely excited.

Lin Mo said indifferently: "Have you heard of Ling Chi? Don't worry, my swordsmanship is not bad, at least I won't kill you within two thousand swords."

She picked up the sword he had dropped on the ground, thin and thin, looking perfect for a piece of meat.

The already pale face with a little red gradually turned gray, but she still gritted her teeth, refusing to say a word.

Lin Mo didn't hesitate, and stabbed the first sword.Just as the tip of the sword was attached to Yidianhong's clothes, Yidianhong closed his eyes and frowned, he subconsciously dodged back, but the chains held him firmly, let alone moving a single point, he couldn't even bite his tongue to kill himself arrive.

He suddenly remembered that when he was living on the street when he was a child, he had seen the mortals who had dealt with Ling Chi, cut him alive with three thousand knives, and the prisoner howled like a beast... Cold sweat rolled down the corners of his forehead.

It seemed that after a long time, the pain he imagined did not hit, and he opened his eyes.

The tip of the sword was still sticking to his clothes, without an inch of progress.

"Are you afraid?" Lin Mo said, the sword poked him again and again, but only stopped on his clothes.

Although her face was relaxed, her heart was beating wildly, because she really wanted to do this just now.

Aizen was affecting her, but not completely. She could control that impulse.

But she wanted to see how far she could control it.

"Last chance, who is your employer?"

Little Red hissed, "You'd better kill me!"

"You have so much backbone." The long sword stabbed out, a little red closed his eyes... his arms were itchy.

Opening his eyes, Lin Mo wrung his arm with watery onion-like fingers, and looked at him coldly: "Say it or not!"

A little red: ...prostitutes flirt with stronger hands than you.

His face was slowly turning red, his eyelashes were trembling, and his eyes glanced away. He suddenly felt that he might have some misunderstandings about this Great Demon King...

"Forget it, let me ask someone you can answer," Lin Mo said, "How much can you earn by killing Jiang Yubin?"

Yidianhong was silent for a while, then said, "1 taels."

Lin Mo gasped on the spot, almost turning into a violent emoji.

Earn more than me!