Violent Swordsman in the Fast-Travel World

Si Yuanchen was in mixed emotions for a moment. It turned out that Feng'er's spirit stones were all used to buy the Gods' Avoidance, and now they were given to him. He hurriedly stuffed the Gods' Avoidance into Shen Yuanfeng's hands.

"Feng'er, you spent all the spirit stones, so you should keep them yourself."

"Ah Chen, don't push it away from me. I want both of us to be unharmed before I can exchange for the gods' avoidance. You should share the merits you get in each world with me. If we fight against Cthulhu, there is no guarantee that we can escape unscathed, but I am 70% to 80% sure, so don't argue. And you know me, I will not take back what I have given you."

Shen Yuanfeng stuffed the Gods' Avoidance back into Si Yuanchen's hands and replied without allowing any objection.

Si Yuanchen stroked the gods' avoidance and secretly made up his mind that he would not let Feng'er face Cthulhu alone.

So, Si Yuanchen returned to the villa with a lot of thoughts in his mind and his face was not very good.

The three light bulbs looked at each other in bewilderment. What was going on? Was the young couple having a quarrel?

Under the cold gaze, Xi Bin did not dare to show his affection with Lan Caidie.

Shen Yuanfeng pretended not to see it and enjoyed the food.

So the lunch ended with Si Yuanchen absent-minded, Shen Yuanfeng relaxed, and the others concentrating on eating.

"Ahem, now that you have finished your meal, I will take you to see my collection."

This was what Xi Bin had agreed on in the morning, and it was also one of the reasons why everyone came here. Of course, the collections they visited were not included in the auction.

Xi Bin led the six people and turned left and right into the depths of the villa, and came to one of the collection rooms.

The room of about 100 square meters houses a large number of collections, including royal porcelain and jewelry, masterpieces of ancient masters, rare books from aristocratic families, and foreign antiques, which are dazzling to the eyes.

Lan Caidie stopped in front of a kingfisher pearl hairpin and stared at it intently, obviously liking it very much.

Seeing this, Xi Bin quickly took out something from the glass cabinet and said, "This butterfly-shaped pearl hairpin will make you look more beautiful when you wear it." As he said this, he began to insert it into her hair bun.

This move touched Lan Caidie's heart, and she looked at Xi Bin with sparkling eyes.

No one paid attention to them this time. Du Jiahua, Liu Ruopeng and Song Haiying were so focused on the collections that they had no energy to pay attention to anything else.

Since Shen Yuanfeng and Si Yuanchen came in, their attention has been focused on a painting.

The portrait is very realistic and looks very lifelike. Countless monsters surround a door. On the door is carved a huge monster with an octopus head with countless tentacles, a body covered with countless scales, extremely sharp claws, and a pair of underdeveloped bat wings on its back. The atmosphere of horror is rendered very well.

There is no doubt that the image on the door is Cthulhu, depicting what looks like the Gate of R'lyeh.

The monster that devoured the original owner in the previous life is also one of the monsters in the painting.

After staring for a long time, Shen Yuanfeng could feel a gloomy, fearful, and desperate mental wave coming towards her, trying to control and drive her crazy.

Shen Yuanfeng's eyes dimmed at this trick. He followed the mental fluctuations and fought back fiercely.

She was afraid of Cthulhu, but that didn't mean she would also be afraid of his followers.

At the same time, Si Yuanchen also took action. After several reincarnations, the strength of his soul is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

The portrait shook, attracting the attention of the five people.

"Huh? Is this painting in my collection?" Xi Bin scratched his head in confusion. He didn't remember buying it. This dark and terrifying style of painting was not his favorite.

"Ah, what is in this painting? It's so disgusting and scary." Lan Caidie's face turned pale. She felt heavy in her heart as soon as she saw the painting.

The other three also looked unhappy. Although three grown men would not be frightened by a painting, those monsters were too real and they felt uncomfortable.

"Isn't this Mr. Xi's painting?" Shen Yuanfeng asked after hearing Xi Bin's words.

"Yes, this painting is not my favorite style, and I don't remember ever buying it. So how come it appeared in my collection room?" If Xi Bin was not sure that he had never bought it, he would have suspected that there was something wrong with his memory.

Shen Yuanfeng snorted in his heart. This was interesting. A painting whose owner was unknown suddenly appeared in the collection room out of nowhere, and there was something wrong with the painting.

If someone wasn't playing tricks, her name, Shen Yuanfeng, would be called backwards.

But to be able to bring the paintings into the collection room, one must be someone who knows Xi Bin and is trusted by him, and there is only one person who meets the requirements.

However, Xi Bin trusted the wrong person. The other party was a follower of Cthulhu and wanted to use them as sacrifices.

As his mind raced, Shen Yuanfeng decided to destroy the painting.

"Mr. Xi, since this painting is not yours, can I burn it?" Shen Yuanfeng said to Xi Bin with a serious expression.

"Eh? Burned? Miss Xia, this is a good work after all. Although the content inside is a bit... But I estimate that this painting is at least from the last century. Wouldn't it be a waste to burn it?"

Before Xi Bin opened his mouth, Liu Ruopeng couldn't help but object.

Some wealthy people who are curious about novelty like this kind of thing. If they can get it and resell it, they can make a lot of money, so naturally they don’t want to miss the opportunity.

If only one person asked for it, Xi Bin wouldn't care, but now seeing Liu Ruopeng's expression, it seems that he also wants it, which makes things a bit difficult.

"Mr. Liu, don't think about making money all day long. Some things can be fatal." Shen Yuanfeng glanced at Liu Ruopeng coldly.

Liu Ruopeng's face darkened. What did Miss Xia mean by that? Was she threatening him?

Although the Xia family is powerful, the Liu family is not easy to mess with.

When the others saw the atmosphere becoming tense, they all looked at each other in bewilderment. It was just a horrifying portrait, was it really that serious?

As the host, Xi Bin was busy laughing it off, but in his heart he was somewhat resentful of Shen Yuanfeng for causing trouble.

Si Yuanchen looked around, sneered, and said gently to Shen Yuanfeng: "Since someone wants to die, doesn't listen to advice, and regards your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, then forget it. As the saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damned ghost with good words."

The words were harsh, and Liu Ruopeng's face became even uglier.

At this point, Xi Bin didn't know what to say. He began to feel annoyed. Maybe he shouldn't have held a private auction. If he had handed the items over to an auction agency, there wouldn't have been so many problems.

"That is Cthulhu, the Lord of Dreams, the Lord of R'lyeh, one of the Old Ones, and his followers. If I'm guessing correctly, this painting should have been placed in the collection room by Mr. Xi's steward, his followers, and we are the sacrifice."

"If Mr. Xi doesn't believe it, why don't you ask your butler? Also, don't stare at the painting. It will affect your mind and make you do crazy things."

Shen Yuanfeng had a cold face and spoke directly to expose everything. She didn't want anyone to hold her and A Chen back when they were cleaning up their clan.