Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

"Treating guests for dinner after the battle? This flag is standing, it sounds like it's going to be cold."

Ji Nian casually complained, but still took out his phone and saved the other party's phone number.

Although that guy looked a little unreliable, but no matter what, he was a "powerful" person who was allowed to go to the battlefield at a young age.

Make a personal favor today, maybe it will be used someday.

"Walking in the rivers and lakes, many friends have many paths."

As Ji Nianxin said, he was about to take a breath of the screen, but saw that the large group of unread messages of [Students with Grade 22 card system in No. 3 Middle School] turned into 99+ at some point, and some people tweeted about him.

After a brief glance at the browsing records, I found that it was a teacher named "Weiya". About three minutes ago, Aite had a total of 28 card making students in the "disaster-zone" including him.

The main idea of ​​the news is that: the school's special personnel will arrive soon. After receiving the news, the students of Aite must immediately move to the most open place nearby to wait for rescue.

The words were full of tension and concern.

It was also at this moment that Ji Nian truly felt the status of a card maker in this world.

"The trainee card makers will be picked up by special personnel. If this is a bronze, silver, or even gold, platinum, diamond, or master-level card makers, I'm afraid they will be protected by the alliance before the fight... No..."

"The high-level card creators are all masters. There are countless good cards in the deck. If they are really in danger, it's not necessarily who protects whom."

Thinking of the joke of "the boxing champion looking for a bodyguard", Ji Nian couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

He raised his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance, only vaguely seeing a few burly figures fighting heartily in the ruins.

The resulting blood energy dyed the surrounding fog red and black, and also swallowed up all the lights in the corner of the city.

With his limited eyesight, he couldn't see which side had the upper hand.

All I know is that I should run away.

So hurry up and pack your bags.

Afraid that the people sent by the school would not recognize him, he deliberately put on an ugly and fat school uniform jacket.

After checking the doors and windows, under the protection of Bai Wuchang, he went all the way down the corridor.

During the period, I met two figures who were also carrying large and small packages, a man and a woman, who seemed to be of the same age, and they both looked familiar, as if they had seen each other in school.

They looked at each other without speaking.

They just formed a team consciously, and after sweeping open the door of the unit with the access control card, they went straight to the small square, the favorite gathering place of uncles and aunts in the community.

At this time, the night wind was howling, and Ji Nian, who had walked out of the house for the first time after crossing, couldn't help shivering.

After tightening his school uniform jacket, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a real-time location to the group.

The teacher Wei Ya also quickly replied, "Don't worry, the teachers will be here soon."

Seeing this, Ji Nian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, he did not take it lightly, and remained vigilant and observed his surroundings.

And the two peers who came out with him before seemed to have received the school's response at this time, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Just waiting quietly like this, within two minutes, a few more young faces who looked like students came out from other unit buildings.

Some are accompanied by elders, and some are hugging cats and dogs.

A group of people gathered together, and the scene quickly became heated.

At this time, a girl seemed to have noticed Bai Wuchang who was silently standing beside Ji Nian, and she screamed, her pale face covered by long disheveled hair was full of horror.

The others turned their heads when they heard the sound, and they were all surprised by Qi Ye's face.

As Taoyuan people, they have naturally seen countless faces from the underworld.

But those weirdnesses brought more instinctive fear and physical discomfort.

Like Bai Wuchang, just standing there makes people feel creepy, and even awe-inspiring ghosts and gods. This is the first time they have seen it.

"Card... you are stuck, go!"

A boy broke away from his surprise, and with trembling palms, he grabbed the arm of his partner beside him.

Seeing this, Ji Nian hurriedly explained: "Sorry, this is my summoning card, sorry for scaring everyone."

Hearing this, everyone first glanced at the school uniform on his body, and then looked at Bai Wuchang, who was standing there with a smile all the time, without any movement, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

A boy with an inch-shaved head even boldly came to Ji Nian, his eyes glowed brightly and he exclaimed, "Dude, your summon card is so-so handsome."

Looking at the approving eyes of several people around him, Ji Nian couldn't help nodding his head slightly:

People in the underworld... Oh, no, people in Taoyuan understand aesthetics.

Turning his head to look at the inch-cut brother, he seemed to be thinking of touching Qiye's hat.

But before he took a few steps, those offensive thoughts in his heart were forcibly emptied by some force, and he looked at the frightening face with a wry smile, and even wanted to kneel down and kowtow a few times.

It wasn't until Ji Nian patted him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses. After swallowing, he couldn't help sighing secretly: This card is really evil!

Ji Nian doesn't know how to read minds, so naturally he can't read his thoughts.

He just thought he was frightened and was about to say something when he heard a burst of crying not far away.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head, and saw the girl who was scared by Qi Ye before was covering her face and crying.

"Why are you still crying..." Brother Cuntou muttered in a low voice.

Ji Nian glanced at him, didn't say anything, only felt that something was wrong:

This life is different from previous lives.

Although high school students in this world cannot avoid some common problems of young people.

But in the end, he grew up in a high-risk environment since he was a child. In terms of psychological quality and adaptability, he will never be weaker than some blood-licking characters in his "hometown", and even surpass him in some places.

There may be some exceptions.

But Ji Nian doesn't think that a Taoyuan person will be easily frightened and cry by "ghosts".

So he kept his eyes open and quietly stepped back a few steps.

The others also noticed the strangeness, and they kept discussing, but they all started to move away from that girl.

Only the stunned and blue-faced inch-headed brother stepped forward and patted him: "Sister, we are still waiting for rescue. If you keep crying, a ghost will be called... woc!"

The ear-piercing scream instantly overwhelmed Brother Bunny's swearing.

Under the moonlight, the female ghost's face was pale and her long hair flew away.

A pair of eyes full of hatred and no whites fixed on the neck of the inch-headed brother, and suddenly stretched out two pale bone claws, as if to strangle him to death.

"careful!"

Some parents couldn't help reminding them, and at the same time threw out a defense card, trying to help him resist.

But this kind of assembly line product obviously couldn't stop the powerful and weird offensive.

Just hearing a "click", the card shattered and turned into powder that shone with gray light, and dissipated in the wind.

Brother Cun Tou fell to the ground, watching those pale hands keep enlarging...

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the sound of metal grinding and collision sounded in the night sky.

Everyone saw Bai Wuchang standing on the spot, holding the mourning stick in one hand, and stretching out the other hand as a palm.

Two blue chains flew out from his wide sleeves, like two spirit snakes, neighing and wrapping the female ghost in mid-air, wrapping it into a silkworm chrysalis.