The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Traveler...0617, maybe you should explain what's going on? In the story you passed on, it didn't say that Lin Yingjie was taken away by a 'traveler'." Xuan Yuan's tone was light, and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

0617: Do you need an explanation? Whoever has read time-travel novels doesn’t know this! How did it know that it would be bound to an old antique host? Well, you can't scold the host, otherwise what if it is sent to the afterlife?

"So the protagonist of this story is not actually 'Lin Yingjie', but this soul?" Xuan Yuan used his thumb and index finger to twist the soul that was glowing with green will-o'-the-wisps, shook it, and asked with interest.

Xuan Yuan's attitude towards this soul changed from being disinterested to becoming serious: "Is this story about what happened after he took away his body and became Lin Yingjie? But why is he the protagonist of the story? Is there always a reason? A world of heaven and earth The one you love cannot be without a reason.”

That's right, the reason why Xuan Yuan's attitude suddenly changed is nothing more than the word "luck". Qi luck is a mysterious and mysterious existence. Those beings who are loved by the way of heaven have great luck and will do everything in their life. unfavorable.

"He is a time traveler. He knows a lot of knowledge that is thousands of years ahead of the Wei Dynasty. With this knowledge, he can certainly shine in the Wei Dynasty and become a winner in life!" 0617 answered Xuan Yuan's question without hesitation.

Xuan Yuan fell silent. After going over the plot he had received in his mind, he found that this was indeed how it developed in the plot. In this case...

The corners of his lips were raised almost invisible. Xuan Yuan looked at the faint green on the white paper and said lightly: "I can give you a chance to see if you are willing to take it."

The soul that was originally frightened by Xuan Yuan's fluttering words of "send to the afterlife" suddenly became turbulent, and shouted in a passionate and excited tone, "I'm sure! I'm sure! Sir, if you have anything to do, just tell me, I'm little one" It will be done for you!”

"Use it for me. Use the knowledge in your mind to help Lin Xuuzhu realize his ambition." Xuan Yuan said calmly, "If you can do it, I will send you to reincarnation in ten years."

The green soul suddenly surged, and his tone was angry: "Reincarnation? Will I still be me after reincarnation? Then am I still dead?"

"Or you choose to have your soul broken and not enter reincarnation." Xuan Yuan was not moved by his anger, but said another way in a more indifferent tone.

The green soul suddenly became silent and trembled faintly. He deliberately shouted: You have the ability to strangle me to death! But he can't bear to do this. Although he has no memory after reincarnation, it is equivalent to him being dead now.

But, but such death is different from having a broken soul that can no longer be reincarnated! Does he really have to pay for this in his subsequent reincarnations?

"I, I promise you." The green will-o'-the-wisp jumped a few times, and finally agreed to the conditions proposed by Xuan Yuan. In fact, he had no chance to choose from the beginning.

He curled his lips in satisfaction, Xuan Yuan gently closed his right hand, and the green soul that originally fell on the white paper was held in his hand and disappeared.

Seeing that this panicked soul finally disappeared, 0617 returned to his original liveliness and finally dared to speak: "Host, are you really going to do this? Are you going to let him go?"

Xuanyuan nodded slightly and said calmly: "That's right."

"But the host... he is Lin Xuanzhu's enemy." Issue 0617 Ai Ai said.

Xuan Yuan lowered his eyes with a very cold expression: "So what?" Before 0617 could continue to say anything, Xuan Yuan said indifferently, "Since this small world is derived from a story book, do you think the protagonist is dead? Now, can this world continue to exist?”

0617 suddenly reacted and said in panic: "Su, host, do you mean that the reason why this world has not been destroyed yet is because the real protagonist of this world is still alive?"

Xuan Yuan did not speak, but stretched out his hand to lift up a piece of white paper that was spread out on the desk and was pressed with a Qingtian stone paperweight, and then started to fold the rice paper with dexterous fingers.

Seeing that Xuan Yuan didn't answer, 0617 muttered: "Although the protagonist cannot be killed, but if the host wants to keep him and send him to reincarnation, will he not be able to complete the first mission?"

"He is already dead, and only his soul is left to linger. Isn't this revenge? Besides, after I killed Lin Yingjie, the first task has been halfway completed." Xuan Yuan's slender fingers dexterously folded the rice paper in his hand, and the final shape turned out to be It looks like a little man with a head and four limbs.

It's just that this little figure is made of white paper folded and has no facial features, so it looks a bit weird and eerie.

He wiped his right index finger, and a faint green light flashed. The next moment, the white paper figure in Xuan Yuan's hand was suddenly dyed with a touch of green light. The next moment, his limbs moved slightly, and he seemed to come to life.

0617 watched the little white paper man break free from Xuan Yuan's hand and jump down, walking back and forth on the table covered with rice paper. He was so frightened that the whole system went bad: "Su, host, what the hell is this?" I always felt that Ever since I met the host, I have been more and more frightened QAQ

Xuan Yuan glanced at the white paper man who was jumping back and forth like crazy, and said calmly: "I attached Lin Yingjie's soul to it."

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, the white paper man who was still jumping suddenly stopped: "Who are you? How could you know this... this strange and unpredictable method? Are you a time traveler from modern times like me? Are you the corpse driver from Shanxi?"

0617: Actually, I want to ask, but I dare not...

Xuanyuan just threw the white paper man to the corner of the desk and picked up a copy of "The Doctrine of the Mean" on the desk, turning a deaf ear to the words of the white paper man.

Although he had no interest in studying these four books and five classics in depth, Xuanyuan still planned to take a look. At least he knew what the imperial examination would be in six months. After all, one of Lin Xuanzhu's wishes was to realize his ambition.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, and it was not known what happened. Xuanyuan's hand, which was originally turning the page, paused slightly, but he turned the page after a moment.

0617 Seeing that he continued to read without paying attention, he secretly scanned the place where the noise outside happened, and was immediately surprised: "Host, this Luo Ninghou is angry in the main courtyard! He smashed a lot of things in the main courtyard and cursed people so fiercely!"

The main courtyard is the courtyard where Li lives. Xuanyuan's face darkened slightly. He put down the book in his hand and stood up, ready to go to the main courtyard.

I'm afraid that the news of "Lin Yingjie"'s death has come, and Luo Ninghou suspected that Li did it!