The Global Samsara I Know All The Plots

Chapter 510: Cao Yanbing

Xing Tian was a general under Emperor Yan, and his head was chopped off during the battle with Emperor Huang.

Legend has it that the Yellow Emperor was afraid that Xing Tian would find his head again, so he opened Changyang Mountain with a sword and buried his head in it.

Unexpectedly, Xingtian did not die. Instead, he used his two nipples as eyes and his belly button as a mouth, and continued to fight.

As for the nose, ears…

I didn’t die even after I chopped off my head, do noses and ears still matter?

Xing Tian is the guardian spirit of Huangfu Fighting Dragon. Although his combat power is far inferior to God of War Yinglong, his strength is still not to be underestimated.

Fortunately, Huangfu Doulong only twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn’t say anything else, and didn’t look at him more. Instead, he used the square as in the original plot to seal and secure the enchantment of Rakshasa Street.

Xu Long didn’t know what happened, but Huangfu Doulong was itchy all over his body in anxiousness, and couldn’t wait to leave.

Because at the moment he saw Xu Long, the god Martial Spirit Xing Tian in his body started to agitate, and even wanted to forcefully come out of it.

You should know that Ji Ling people have strong control over the guardian spirit, and it is not difficult to even let the guardian spirit die.

But what’s the situation now? How could Xing Tian be so impatient?

The god Martial Spirit Xingtian is the symbol of Huangfu Fighting Dragon. As long as you see Xingtian, everyone knows that Huangfu Fighting Dragon is here.

He is now pretending to be a ghost talisman and cannot be exposed, so he forcibly suppresses Xing Tian in his body and prevents him from coming out.

However, I don’t know what the situation is, not only did his behavior fail to produce results, but Xing Tian was angry.

“what happened?”

Huangfu Doulong roared in his heart, did not say a word after setting up the formation, turned his head and disappeared without a trace.

Xing Tian’s anger in his body had reached the extreme, and he was about to be unable to suppress it.

As the distance from Rakshasa Street gradually widened, Xingtian’s riots began to slow down.

Finding a safe place, Huangfu Doulong summoned Xing Tian.

“What happened? Why are you so eager to figure it out?”

“I feel the breath of my god! It’s in that place just now!”

Xing Tian looked in the direction of Rakshasa Street and replied.

“Who? Emperor Yan?”

Huangfu Doulong’s brows were twisted into a knot, could it be Yan Emperor’s direct bloodline?

“It’s not Emperor Yan!”

Xing Tian shook his head and fell silent immediately.

“It’s not Emperor Yan, who is it then?”

Upon hearing Xing Tian’s words, Huangfu Doulong was even more puzzled.

Xing Tian was a strong man in the Yan and Huang era, and he has been fighting with Emperor Yan.

Who else is the god in his mouth that is not Yandi?

Huangdi?

Absolutely impossible!

Xing Tian’s head was chopped off by the Yellow Emperor, how could he be regarded as a god?

“I don’t know his identity, and I can’t even remember his appearance. No, not only his appearance, but everything related to him. But I know that he is back.”

Xing Tian’s words were very firm, he clearly didn’t have any useful information, but he believed in the same way as the cultists.

“In this way, to be called a god by you, he must have an extraordinary identity. If there is a chance to meet in the future, maybe he will be able to think of it.”

Huangfu Doulong comforted him, but made up his mind.

He would definitely walk around where Xu Long was in the future, and he would never let Xing Tian and Xu Long meet.

Although Ji Ling people have high control over the guardian spirit, it does not mean that they can make the guardian spirit do anything.

Only the guardian spirit is willing to pay the price, and it is not impossible to forcibly break away.

Therefore, in order to prevent unexpected accidents, Huangfu Doulong decided to avoid Xu Long.

As long as they don’t meet, there will be no problems.

But having said that, who can be called a god by Xing Tian?

I turned over the myths of the Yan and Huang times in my mind, but I couldn’t find any one that could match.

He didn’t know his identity, he didn’t know his appearance, and he didn’t have any useful information. However, Xing Tian firmly believed that he had no wrong perception.

That so-called god must be extremely important to Xingtian.

Huangfu Doulong’s entanglement Xu Long didn’t know. Soon after he left, Cao Yanbing, who noticed something unusual in Rakshasa Street, returned.

“The locust tree was smashed? No fragments are left? Then what is it?”

Cao Yanbing stepped on Helkamp’s head, his face black as if Bao Zheng possessed.

It was already exhausted, and it only depended on the last breath to hang.

At this time, Cao Yanbing was crushed under his feet, and Helkamp lost another breath.

“I know what’s going on!”

Just when everyone was very puzzled, a crisp voice suddenly sounded.

Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw a milky white light appearing from Xia Ling, and then turned into a little girl carved and jade.

He is more than one meter tall, cyan gauze, double ponytails, and looks cute and cute.

This was the golden bell made by Xihe Shenzhu, and because Huangfu Doulong was anxious to leave, she came out to explain.

Hearing what Xi and Shenzhu said, everyone understood what happened.

However, Cao Yanbing was still skeptical about Xu Long’s appearance.

Obviously, his vigilance is much stronger than that of Cao Xuanliang and Xia Ling, and he doesn’t particularly believe in Xu Long’s identity.

“Since I’m a spiritualist, I’m naturally qualified to stay on Rakshasa Street. You don’t need to work hard, as long as you don’t cause trouble. Oh, yes, what is the name of your novel, what type of novel, is it good-looking?”

Cao Yanbing asked.

“The book I wrote is called “Samsara in the world, I know all the plots”. It is a large-scale magical masterpiece integrating love, ethics, fantasy, immortality, horror, science fiction, and harem. The thief is beautiful. And I will never tell you back. , There are a lot of descriptions of waste paper!”

Xu Long said mysteriously and immediately aroused Cao Yanbing’s interest.

“By the way, what are you doing sneakily with that person? Why doesn’t it feel like saying good things?”

Xia Ling touched Cao Xuanliang’s shoulder and asked.

“do not know.”

Cao Xuanliang shook his head. He suddenly remembered Xia Ling’s milk pounding. He felt that his nostrils were itchy again, as if something was about to flow out.

“Do you make money by writing books? How much money did you make with over one million words?”

Cao Yanbing asked.

“It’s okay, I made 80,000 in the second month, so-so.”

“80,000 in the second month? It’s awesome! How do you make it? Teach me, I don’t want to deliver food anymore.”

Cao Yanbing approached him, his eyes began to shine.

“I made the protagonist green, and then an angry reader came to the door and broke his leg and lost 80,000.”

Xu Long had a bitter face, and his expression was very sad.

“Make the protagonist green? He deserves to be interrupted!”

“I know I was wrong, and I will not dare anymore. I have already opened a new book, and the next book will definitely put the protagonist’s parents in full, harmony and beauty, happiness, and absolutely no abuse!”

Xu Long was crying, looking very regretful.

“That’s okay!”

Cao Yanbing snorted and asked, “Are there any readers? Pull me in.”

“okay!”

Xu Long nodded, “One zero, four, two, six, four, five, eight, eighteen, there are many eighteen-year-old Little Sisters who are protruding forward and backward!”

“Really? Hurry, hurry, pass it!”

The two were sneaky, laughing while talking, making Xia Ling and Cao Xuanliang very puzzled.