The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Agitated, Qingliu Dalang reached out his hand to wipe off the two tubes of black dragon blood that was slowly flowing down, raised his head and asked the sky speechlessly.

Lingran didn't know that he had uttered something in his sleep in a coma, causing someone to bleed.He saw the tall building again in his deep sleep, and mixed with the city lord again in his dream.

This time the city lord did not come to hug him.

There is a chessboard between the two.The city lord smiled and said, baby, how about a hand-to-hand conversation?

Ling Ran frowned.In the dream, the person sitting opposite the city lord was also dressed in white, vaguely wearing the snow-white robes of Jiange's disciples, smiling brightly.It was clearly not Su Shisan's eyebrows, but he had a strange intuition that let him know that the person in the white robe was himself. Myself 1000 years ago.

Humanity in white, city lord, you must know that I am an ignorant person, I don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, let alone this...

He glanced at the more than 300 white chess pieces, his heart skipped a beat, and his smile became awkward.Scratching his scalp, he said that a certain person really doesn't know how to play chess.Or, can you change someone?

It doesn't matter, let's talk about it... If you don't have you in this day's killing game, it won't be possible.The city lord narrowed his eyes and smiled heavily.

That smile made Lingran unhappy.My heart throbbed inexplicably, struggling to wake up from this dream.

It's so annoying!Spending all his time investigating cases in the Tang Dynasty during the day, sleeping at night, and entangled in the past of the Jiange thousands of years ago... If this continues, he will have a schizophrenia!

With a thought, his left hand clenched unconsciously.That lump on the ring finger was familiar and slippery, but it disappeared again at some point.His mind was empty for a moment, and he suddenly called out "Da Lang", but this shout woke him up, turned over and sat up, lifted the quilt to see, there was a person hugged in the quilt.

"Who?" Lingran had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, under the quilt was Qingliu Dalang, who was dressed in red and was sleeping soundly, leaning towards him.

This person is too shameless, Lingran thought angrily, and kicked this person's ass by the way.

Gollum!

Qingliu Dalang was kicked off the bed, and immediately fell on his back.

A pair of dark golden pupils opened, cold and pure, like a cold pool of two springs.

Just woke up, there is mist in the cold pool.After a while, the fog dissipated, Qingliu Dalang finally woke up completely from the dream, and what he saw was a magnified handsome face.

...Although the baby is beautiful, but at such a close distance, even on the most beautiful face, there is only half an eye and a bit of a high nose tip left.The sound of breathing sprayed on his cheeks, itching.

Qingliu Dalang couldn't help stretching out his hand, just caught the hair on the head of Lingran's approaching head.He narrowed his pupils and let out a deep laugh.

"Baby, are you throwing yourself into your arms?"

Lingran followed Qingliu Dalang's gaze down, only to find that the two were very close at the moment.Qingliu Dalang took advantage of the situation to sit up cross-legged, Lingran leaned over, and his head happened to rest on Qingliu Dalang's shoulder.

too close.As long as this person stretches out his hand, he can hug him full.

Immediately, a peachy color appeared under Lingran's face, and he said unhappily: "You are a person, if you say you don't see it, you will see it. Every now and then, you will be a snake or a person. What is the rule, so that I can also be mentally prepared !"

Qingliu Dalang smiled wryly, bypassing this topic, and decided to make people happy first. "What are you planning to do now that you are staying here? Do you really want to help old monk Mingxi reverse the case?"

"Of course it's going to be overturned! This case, my lord, I'll overturn it! By the way, get a national teacher."

"After tonight, tomorrow I will ask Xiao Qiniang to coax Mrs. Zhong to have a lively and lively feast. Then there will be a three-day flowing water banquet. Everyone in the vicinity knows that Miss Zhong has returned from the dead, and the ghost-grieving clan will definitely come to find her. . How good! How much effort!"

"So that's how it is," Qingliu Dalang swallowed, and said cautiously and tentatively, "Actually, baby, have you ever thought about... the Resenting Ghost Clan, as long as I reach out and grab it, the whole clan can be wiped out."

Hearing this, Ling was shocked, and first looked up and down Qingliu Dalang.Suspicious eyes fell on the dust on the red robe when the man fell down earlier.

This gaze is like a knife.Qingliu Dalang's shaved white face... also turned red.

"Ahem, this doesn't count!" Qingliu Dalang hurriedly tried to save face. "I am defenseless only in front of my baby. Ordinary people must not get close."

Blow, you can blow hard!

Lingran sneered.

Dalang Qingliu blushed and said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it now!"

As he spoke, he actively stretched out his right hand out of the red robe, his right arm was like a bamboo pole that could grow when exposed to the wind, and instantly passed through the wall of Zhongfu.Stretch Tai'an Gate, walk straight along the streets and alleys, soaring to [-] miles away.

There was a lot of wind and clouds along the way.

The watchman who was on watch only felt a strong gust of wind sweep over his body, and a red dress flashed faintly in the wind and mist.Too fast to see what happened.

The wind and sand blinded his eyes.

When I rubbed my eyes to look again, there was nothing.There is only the sound of wind in my ears.

Qingliu Dalang's arm pierced through Sanxi Street, and opened an underground cave in a deep mountain three hundred miles away.

In an instant, he caught more than 100 grieving ghosts, large and small.

With a big hand, all of them were put into the sleeves.

As far as Yu Lingran was concerned, it was just that he had just blinked his eyes, opened his mouth, and before he could utter a word of ridicule... Qingliu Dalang had already said to him as if offering a treasure, "Baby, look! "

As he spoke, he opened his big hand, and a golden Qiankun bag fell out of his palm.

"Gold leaf again?" Ling Ran raised her eyebrows.

"Open it and have a look!" Qingliu Dalang brought the bag to Lingran.

Lingran first probed with his hands habitually, the opening of the Qiankun bag was loosely tied, and something was wriggling crazily inside.

"Be careful! They bite."

"Gold still bites?" Lingran sneered.But in the end, he still retracted his fingers and recited the formula taught to him by Dalang Aoyagi.

The Qiankun bag moved more and more fiercely, and there was something alive inside it, struggling desperately.Gradually there was a shrill cry——

"Who, who did it?"

"Why did this crypt collapse?!"

"Oh, don't squeeze me..."

"You stepped on my foot!"

"...I'm crushed!"

Countless small voices intermingled together.

Lingran's face gradually changed.

In the stillness of the night, the mouth of the Qiankun bag was opened, and more than 100 grieving ghosts were turned inside out, and they floated to one place in a hurry, like a big bluish-white mist.

Lingran found that the line of sight could pass through the body of the complaining ghost, and through the body of the complaining ghost, one could see the wall behind it.

Qingliu Dalang put his face in front of Lingran, and asked flatteringly with a smile: "Baby, do you think this is okay?"

OK, so fucking OK!

Lingran screamed wildly in her heart, but smiled faintly on her face. "Is this the first meeting gift after coming to Tang Dynasty?"

"You say yes, so be it." Aoyagi Dalang spread his hands indifferently.

Aoyagi Tairo who turned into a human body is extremely tall.Lingran was considered tall, but he could only reach Qingliu Dalang's chin.When he was talking to this person, he had to raise his head, and unexpectedly, he bumped into those dark golden eyes.

Those eyes were very deep and very cold.A tiny gust of wind blew up in the cold pool, creating ripples of red gold in circles.

In the depths of the ripples, a small spirituality is reflected.

Lingran was a little embarrassed, from Qingliu Dalang's pupils, he found that his clothes were disheveled, and there was still a faint suspicious peachy color on his face.

"How do we deal with these things?" He turned his head hastily and coughed twice.

"Look at you. Let's interrogate them one by one. What are these things going to do, and where did they steal them from?" Qingliu Dalang said indifferently, but his words were a little cold.

"The chaos is just opening, Yin and Yang are divided, and every small world shows signs of collapse. I have to consume a lot of spiritual power when traveling through time and space, and it is also because of this..." He paused after finishing speaking, and then said, "This collapse Even though the signs are not obvious, if things go on like this, there is no guarantee that this catastrophe will come at an accelerated rate."

"Jieshi?" Lingran turned her head in surprise, staring at Qingliu Dalang seriously.

"It's ten thousand years long, hundreds of years short, who knows!" Qingliu Dalang looked at the serious Lingran, his heart moved, and he unconsciously said a few more words. "When I was young, I saw books in the clan in Longxu, which mentioned the catastrophe of human beings..."

... I was illiterate at that time, and I didn't like reading, so I always dozed off.Otherwise, you can tell more about you, baby.

Dalang Qingliu brushed past this, and continued, "I remember this incident. I am afraid that in this small world, the last calamity was a thousand years ago. So right now, it may be safe to live."

"You, who are you, and where did you learn about this?" One of the resentful ghosts screamed and rushed over.

Turning her head Lingran, she saw that this complaining ghost had no eyebrows, only a pair of widened round eyes, two faint shadows on its nostrils, and its mouth opened and closed. "What does the fate of this small world have to do with you? Why did you bring us here?"

Qingliu Dalang felt noisy, frowned, then pinched his fingers lightly, the complaining ghost seemed to be strangled by someone, his face swelled, and his body kept shrinking.It's ridiculous, like a tiny bean sprouts.

The face of the complaining ghost is getting bigger and bigger.

With a bang, it turned into bubbles and exploded in the room.A very foul smell spread out.It looks like the stinky feet that have been smoked for a month, with a sour smell and a little damp.

"Oh, it's so dirty!" Lingran pinched her nose in a hurry to avoid it.

After hiding, he hid behind Qingliu Dalang.A pair of eyes looked through Qingliu Dalang's shoulders, the rest of the grieving ghosts shivered and hugged each other, no one dared to speak out.

"Good." Qingliu Dalang smiled.

That good voice was clearly addressed to the complaining ghosts.Lingran felt an indescribable weirdness in her heart.

"If you don't talk, then it will be like this...Biu, let's explode!"

Qingliu Dalang snapped his fingers and laughed.

This finger snap was especially clear in the dark night.Like a reminder.

All the grieving ghosts gathered together and looked at Qingliu Dalang in fear.

"For example, if we say so, will you let us live?"

"What gave you the courage!" Qingliu Dalang raised his eyebrows, picked up his red robe, and his eyebrows and eyes without the white jade mask were extremely sharp. "How dare you bargain with me?!"

All the complaining ghosts shook collectively.

scared.

Lingran also trembled.

Shaking goosebumps.