The Lord of Reincarnation - 403. Chapter 402

New Xili Bookstore.

Julia habitually walked through a row of bookshelves, and suddenly a surprise appeared on her face: “Mr. Ring’s novel, has the final chapter come out?”

She doesn’t really like’Mr. Ring’, but she bought the other party’s work last time, always thinking about seeing the ending to be complete.

When I was visiting the bookstore today, I saw that the finale had already come out, so I bought it easily.

At this moment, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw two other novels, also of Mr. Ring.

“”Robert and Yingliye”, “Mount Horror”?”

She thought for a while and did not turn to the “Mountain Horror”. She didn’t like horror novels, but “Robert and Ying Liye” was a love story at first glance. She got it in her hand, turned two pages slightly, and was immediately caught in it. Attracted by pure love and gorgeous and exquisite environmental descriptions.

“This lady…”

It wasn’t until a clerk came to remind her that Julia’s face blushed slightly.

She almost stood in front of the bookshelf and read the entire novel. This was not a lady’s behavior.

“I want to buy this, as well as this “Robert and Ying Liye”!”

Julia hugged the book and didn’t want to let go.

She has seen the twists and turns of the love between the two, feeling both sweet and bitter. At this time, she really wants to know the final outcome, the kind that can’t wait for a minute.

After buying the books, Julia didn’t go home, but went straight to a cafe next to her, ordered a cup of coffee, and read books in the trivial light spots in the afternoon.

Gradually, a gleam of sparkle appeared in the corner of her eyes, and she felt heartache: “Why…why did Yingliye die? Robert? What will happen to him next? Will he die in love? Or fall in love with other women? …I really want to watch the second part…”

“Damn Mr. Ring, it’s damned.”

At this time, Julia did have the urge to send a blade to Fang Xian, and at the same time she couldn’t wait to watch the second part, and she was suffering even more…

…

Smith is a lover of horror novels.

He went to the bookstore today and bought a few horror novels. After returning home, he couldn’t wait to hide in the bed and read it.

Because of a strict family relationship, he had to turn off the light and switch to a flashlight.

In the middle of the night, Smith read “Mount Horror” and was immediately attracted by the exquisite design.

Most of the horror novels at this time only focused on the description of the bloody environment. Similar to the plasma film, encountering Fang Xian, who is good at describing psychological horror, suddenly pales in comparison, making the young man seem to have discovered a new world and enjoy it.

Especially the part where the real murderer emerged in the end was unexpected and reasonable, making him hooked.

“But…why did the heroine die? Ahhhhhh…”

When Smith saw the end, he yelled: “The male protagonist is so miserable, he is actually crippled… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Okay?”

“Smith, what are you doing?”

Suddenly, the quilt was lifted, revealing the figure of his parents.

“me……”

Smith wants to hide the novel, but how is it possible?

“Stay up late to read novels, it’s no wonder your grades have fallen so fast…” Smith’s mother has already raised her palm, and his father grabbed the novel book and tore it to pieces.

“what……”

The screams of the green youth suddenly echoed in the room…

…

Inside the apartment.

Fang Xian threw away the pen in his hand and looked at a mess of draft paper in front of him.

On the white paper, there are all kinds of weird lines, like a graffiti of a child’s hand, with only a few words on it, not a system.

‘Failed……’

‘Sure enough, my’ability’ is not always successful, not to mention…I am too normal! ‘

Fang Xian looked at his hands: “This time, I didn’t take drugs, nor did I lower my spirit and reason… It seems that Hei Tai Sui’s chaotic power is in such a good state that I can’t even touch it? ‘

He is not ready to take medicine.

Creating this kind of thing can be inspired and accomplished overnight, or it can be a result of hard thinking and accumulation.

Fangxian, who has already seen part of the “Secret Gu True Scripture”, has faced the’Black Tai Sui’ directly. As long as he is given a little time, he can completely create a brand new’spell’.

At this moment, he rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly felt countless real and illusory noises coming from his ears.

They are composed of the voices of different men and women, as if babbling and complaining, layered on top of each other, waves swept across.

Fang Xian’s consciousness was slightly immersed, and he heard a voice: “Oh! Why is Yingliye dead? My heart hurts!”

“Damn Mr. Ring, I want to hit him!”

“”Mount Horror” is so exciting, it’s just a bit of abuse, but I still want to watch…”

That is the resentment and pain of readers after reading his works!

When they cursed the pen name of’Mr. Ring’, they had unknowingly connected with Fang Xian.

This is because Fang Xian has the sixth rank of alchemist and can collect this kind of’belief’ and’prayer’.

‘Prayers are not always good. Faith is only the power of emotions. Like this…It is also belief, but it is negative…There are many evil gods in this world who like it very much. ‘

The reason why Fang Xian collected this was for the poem of “Bird with Broken Wings”.

That spell requires pain, a lot of pain.

The more pain, the greater the power!

The physical pain is no more than childbirth, but the mental pain has no upper limit!

The pain of a single person is no more than a collection of thousands of people’s pain!

“These… will all be my resources for practicing the “Broken Wing Bird” spell! ‘

Fang Xian had the feeling that when he cast the’winged bird’ spell again, his power would definitely get a terrifying increase.

This is also the harvest he planned.

“The bird with its wings is my name. It eats your pain and feeds my heart.”

Fang Xian murmured in a low voice, sensing that part of his mental power was transformed. Unlike the’worm’s hymn’ full of dark vitality, this part of mental power was extremely sharp, like a knife.

Even a black mist faintly appeared in front of him, and he saw the trace of the big bird.

“Perhaps… if the pain savings are enough, I can also summon the Broken Wing Bird, which is probably of the same grade as Hei Tai Sui… They are all quite powerful guys…”

Fang Xian’s eyes lit up: “But… what I should really study is the “Immortal Poem”. It is my life, and it contains my information… Maybe… my hope of perfecting cultivation is also on it… …”