Mythological Native Species

Although he was surrounded, he was surrounded by ordinary people. It was actually very easy for Feng Linxen to leave.

"This is a choice, Wang Yu definitely didn't tell me the truth. It's just that if I just left like this, I really fell for his calculations. Those vicious dogs who were chasing him will all change their targets and follow me. Run." Feng Linye made a quick decision.

"Of course, this is my honor. Innocent people shouldn't die tragically, and justice must be upheld." Feng Linye's tone quickly became perfect, and gradually he could no longer hear it.

A group of police officers sent Feng Linwen to the police station as if they were escorting a felon.

After some meaningless questioning, he was kept indifferently in a separate interrogation room. It is in stark contrast to the earlier solemn treatment.

Time passed quickly, and it seemed that at midnight, the clock tower in the center of the city rang twelve times.

A shadow moved against the wall, swimming recklessly into the interrogation room.

Then it slowly peeled off the wall.

Feng Linxen looked up at this indistinct shadow, his expression was indifferent, but all kinds of thoughts were racing in his mind.

"Spell or Mystery? In any case, ordinary martial arts moves shouldn't work, just use a sword qi?"

Even for immortal cultivation, there are thousands of paths. Why did Feng Linxen only wear sword cultivation and become his first entry?

Because in the early stage, Jianxiu has an advantage that no one can ignore, that is, in terms of attack power, it has no obvious shortcomings. In the face of any form of extraordinary power, it can stand a fight. This is determined by the sword qi condensed by the sword cultivator, which has a certain absolute attack power.

When the extraordinary power of the heavens and the world gathers on the stage, it is a bit arrogant to say that one sword can break all laws.

But most of the time, it is indeed at least fifty-fifth away from any extraordinary power of the same level.

"Come with me! If you don't want to die." A dull voice came from the shadow.

Feng Lin didn't move, sitting on the spot, as if frightened.

"Your crime has been reported. At noon tomorrow, they will send you to the center of the square to be hanged. The black-eyed wizard killed seventeen people with brutal means. The panic of the citizens needs to be eased. No matter what. Whether you are a criminal or not, it doesn't matter to our police chief." Sombra added.

Feng Linchen frowned.

"As expected, there are still many strange things about this matter. Wang Yu is naturally not a good person. Although he is not decisive in killing, he will never have the kindness of women. To say that he murdered is of course credible. But he is not either. Stupid, he wouldn't commit such a high-profile serial murder case, what is he hiding?"

"I thought the black-eyed wizard was him, but now it seems...he might be the one to blame."

"interesting!"

Feng Linwen stood up and followed the shadow, with a slight trace of sword energy entangled in his fingertips. No matter what the other party did, Feng Linwen would immediately use the terrifying sword energy to tear him apart.

After walking into the shadows, Feng Linwen felt as if he was wrapped in a cool, icy soft tissue, flowing like a liquid.

Time seems to be stretched out here.

when everything stops.

What appeared in front of me was a long gallery.

On both sides of the gallery, there are more than a dozen oil paintings with eccentric styles.

A thin man with silver hair and a black dress was standing under a painting of a headless horseman, his eyes seemed to be bloodshot in the darkness.

"Your friend, stole one of my paintings." The man pointed at Feng Linwen and said.

However, Feng Linxen felt that although he was in the dark and dark gallery at this time, he seemed to be crowded with people, noisy and noisy.

The night wind blew across the windowsill, the white window screens fluttered, and the moonlight outside the window fell on the paintings coldly. The people, objects and scenes in the paintings seemed to come alive at this moment.

"He and I are just fellow countrymen, and we can't talk about friends." Feng Linxen looked around, there were many thoughts in his heart, but he casually took responsibility.

The man nodded, but said, "This is your business. No matter what you say, I saved you. In that case, you should repay my life-saving grace."

"That's fair!"

Feng Linwen quietly waited for the next sentence.

Since entering this world, questions have come one after another.

At this time, Feng Linxen couldn't be more chaotic. Mix all the problems together and you can get yourself confused.

When you find that things are not easy, the first thing to do is to make it easier for yourself.

As long as one doubt is solved, more doubts may be solved along with it.

"What do you want me to do?" Feng Linxen seemed to let down his guard, and quietly dissipated the sword energy from his fingertips, but the scroll of dragon curse in his arms was slightly hot.

"Get me something," the man said.

"Time, place, what?" Feng Linhan's words became more and more sparse and decisive.

He felt a terrifying atmosphere spreading around him. This made his passive hands and feet cold.

Something seemed to be looming over him.

The next moment Jian Qi shot.

The sword qi that had been dissipated by Feng Linwen turned out not to belong to his dantian, but was all pinched in the palm of his hand. When the palm was released, dozens of sword qi burst out, tearing apart everything in front of Feng Linwen's eyes.

The blood that suddenly enveloped Feng Linwen was all torn to shreds.

Vaguely, across several floors, Feng Linwen heard the man's roar.

The scene in front of me changed again.

What appeared in front of Feng Linye was a magnificent hall.

On both sides of the hall, stood the nobles in gorgeous clothes, and their expressions were flattering and flattering.

A stout king, with a heavy crown on his head, sat on the king chair with drooping eyelids. Funny like an old toad in a fancy dress and a crown.

Several ugly and disgusting-looking jesters were posing ridiculously to please the king and nobles.

Feng Lin's eyes turned cold, and his expression froze slightly.

This scene seemed familiar to him.

Or, he saw it not long ago.

"This is the world of paintings, and all the paintings in the gallery are a small space?" Feng Linxen will finally start from entering the gallery, and the scenes he has experienced are connected in series~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wang Yu once said that the devil painter The paintings drawn by Sauron Claude are the only entrances in this world that are related to the transcendent. Assuming that Wang Yu stole "The Dinner Party" from the gallery, it is reasonable for him to be hunted down. And that mysterious man asked me to enter a certain painting and take out an item... That is to say, in each painting, at least one mysterious item related to extraordinary power is hidden. "

"My sword qi pierced the boundary of the painting that enveloped me, but instead penetrated the paper and took me to another painting. Or...the boundary itself in these paintings is coherent and connected. ?" Feng Linye came to a small number of conclusions.

Although all the doubts have not been solved yet, some mysterious truths of this world are slowly being unveiled in front of him.

Just when Feng Linwen was in a daze, he suddenly saw a nobleman walking out of the crowd, saying various compliments to the king, and finally pointing to his heart, and said loudly in a way similar to an aria: "Ah! My noble and great king, as your servant, I have nothing to offer you, and now I will give you my heart as your lunch today."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pierced his chest cavity, and took out a fresh, scalding heart that was still beating with blood from his stomach.