Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 59: Materials obtained, Bai Ziliang is coming soon?

"Huwu..."

It was midnight, and the night wind stirred the sea of ​​trees, causing bursts of ghostly cries.

Different from the ghosts I have seen before, this dead martyr's soul is not evil in temperament even though it has a ghostly aura.

I saw it standing there with a bamboo hat on its head, wearing a Luo jacket, holding a whistle stick, and its aura was as high as three or four stories high.

On the contrary, it seems impermanent, and the chronology of the Green Zombie Protector is more like that of a heinous evil heretic.

After a confrontation like this for half a minute, a flash of green light suddenly flashed in the dark pupils of the dead martyr's soul.

The next moment, the black tiger guarding it roared and rushed out. From a distance, it looked like a black mountain collapsed, with huge rolling stones coming from the horizon.

Green Zombie, however, flashed past at a speed that was not suitable for his burly body. He exerted a slight force on his feet and jumped into the sky. With the blessing of corpse energy and kinetic energy, he stepped heavily on the ghost tiger's spine.

Just hearing a "bang", Guihu's entire body sank instantly, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the ground beneath him.

Green Zombie was unyielding, and once he succeeded in attacking, he used the ghost tiger's back as a jumping platform, jumping up and down repeatedly, as if venting the negative emotions that had been crushed by the "Drowning Ghost in Cold Pond".

But just as it was ravaging the ghost tiger, the spirit of the righteous soldier came out from one side. With great force, the whistle stick in his hand was almost shaped into a half oval, and it went straight to hit Ji Nian's head.

Seeing this scene, Ji Nian didn't feel anything. Su Wen, who was hiding in the dark and silently protecting him, straightened up and subconsciously wanted to save him.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Bai Wuchang, who was guarding Ji Nian, blocked the path where the head of the stick must pass with an extremely ghostly speed.

The free arm was raised, just in time to collide with the offensive, and the timing was just right.

Just two "crack" sounds were heard, the stick split from the middle, and bounced towards the grass in the opposite direction without losing speed.

Su Wen, who was born in the military, did not react slowly. In an instant, he wrapped his arm with mental power to block the incoming "little flying stick".

Unexpectedly, a cool and strange energy mixed with a bit of incense flowed along the half-length stick, directly through his arms and face, and hit his wisdom teeth.

In just an instant, the intense sourness rushed along his nerves and directly into his brain.

"Hiss!!! Haah..."

The next moment, Su Wen took a deep breath, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he even trembled in pain.

"Wori..."

Under the severe pain, he couldn't help but look up at the sky. Two lines of old tears slowly slid down his cheek bones. It took him a long time to regain his composure.

At this time, he turned his head to look in the direction of the calendar, and met a pair of smiling eyes with flashing light and power.

Su Wen subconsciously took a few steps back, only to see Bai Wuchang half-crouching outside the grass, looking at him with a smile.

"The blue quality can see through my disguise and break through my defenses when I'm not prepared. What's going on with this Kaling?"

Su Wen covered half of his face, his eyes filled with surprise.

At this time, Ji Nian, who had just sealed the souls of the martyrs and the big black cat, also heard the movement in the grass and hurriedly walked towards this side:

"Teacher Su, good evening."

Seeing Su Wen standing bowed in the grass, Ji Nian didn't know that the other person was here to protect him, so he chuckled and said.

"The cards are well designed."

Su Wen took out a ray of mental energy and used it along his fingertips to eliminate the swelling and pain on his face, and then added: "It's really good."

"It's okay."

Ji Nian said modestly: "I worked hard at home for a whole summer. I lost my hair thinking about stories. Now I see that the effect is not bad."

Hearing this, Su Wen suddenly felt guilty.

After sighing softly, he couldn't help but pat Ji Nian's shoulder.

I wanted to say something, but when the words came to my mouth, my mind became a little confused.

It was like this for a while, and he couldn't remember what he wanted to say. In the end, he just said "Go to bed early, I'll go see other classmates" and disappeared into the night.

Looking at his back as he turned away, Ji Nian always felt that something was not quite right.

It could be seen that the other party was agile and didn't seem to have any problems, so he suppressed his doubts for the time being and returned home with two new blue materials in his arms.

Lying on the sofa in the villa, he thought to himself:

"When I was creating the Seventh Master before, I chose four blue materials: [Fangliang Ghost], [Rotten Chang Yamen], [White Man Rod], and [Ghost Shackles]."

"[Drowning Ghost in the Cold Pond] and [Dead Soul of the Righteous Soldier] correspond to the first two. In other words, I need to purchase two more item-type materials that match the Eighth Master to be safe."

"Let's ask Lao Su tomorrow."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but yawn.

After two tough battles in succession, he had consumed 30% to 40% of his mental energy, and now he felt a little sleepy.

So, after carefully putting away the two materials, he went upstairs to sleep.

And unlike his understatement.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for most people.

Just as he fell into a beautiful sleep, other students were being ravaged by evil spirits.

In fact, with Dark Crow's care, they don't have any safety issues at all.

But Su Wen had some psychological shadow because of the "Roshan Incident" and was always worried about something happening to them.

So he changed his past "hands off shopkeeper" style, ran around, rescued many times, and became a fireman among card makers.

But I am very tired.

I continued to work like this until the next morning.

Exhausted, he looked at the rising sun in the sky and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Ziliang, are you up?"

"I'm up." The person on the other end of the phone replied quickly. At the end of the sentence, he sneezed twice in a row.

"Eldest nephew, I remember you are in good health. Why are you still sick?" Su Wen couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle Su, what you are saying is unprofessional, isn't it? How can a card master be sick? As the saying goes, 'One yell, two curses, three colds'. I think this is clearly someone saying bad things about me behind my back. For example, taking what happened to me not long ago as an excuse

Negative teaching materials, scaring students and so on..."

At the end of the sentence, Bai Ziliang chuckled and said in an inexplicable tone: "Uncle Su, what do you think?"

"Haha, no way." Su Wen smiled guiltily: "My eldest nephew, you are the idol of the younger generation in Taoyuan. You just made a mistake. If anyone dares to talk about you behind your back, I'll see if I don't break his legs!"

"Haha, I think you, the old guy, talk the most."

Bai Zi felt contempt in his conscience, but thinking that the other party might have something serious to mention, he did not continue to dwell on this topic: "What instructions does Uncle Su have?"

"Damn it, my eldest nephew said something harsh, and instructions are out of the question." Su Wen chuckled and said, "Uncle just wants to trouble you with something."

"You said it, I'm listening."

Sensing something was wrong with the tone of the other party's words, Bai Ziliang's hand holding the phone paused momentarily, and an unknown premonition arose.

"It was a mistake. I shouldn't have answered this call."

Bai Ziliang patted his head and couldn't help but sigh.

(End of chapter)