Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 17
Xu Nian: [Okay, I'll come to play with you after I finish this job]

Lin Feng: Why does it feel like this person is like an old general on the stage, with all kinds of flags planted on his back.

Lin Feng: [I don't want to say that, my sister]

Hold the mobile phone horizontally, take pictures, hot pot, and send.

[Laiwudu invites you to eat hot pot]

Xu Nian: [So greedy]

Xu Nian: [Forget it, step back, Daddy is going to rest]

She put down her phone and fell asleep beautifully.

She didn't touch the soft mattress for some time, if it wasn't for Lin Feng, she would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

"The king of broken stems."

Before going to bed, she muttered something.

After finishing the conversation, Lin Feng put down his cell phone, and didn't plan to go to Xiangxi immediately.

Regarding strength, he knows it well.

The news revealed by Xu Nian, the rescue excavation, the local cadres, guides, and security forces, as well as the relevant departments attach great importance to this matter.

Unless the blood god really appeared in the deep mountains of Xiangxi, otherwise, it should be fine.

He is not really close to the eighth rank strength.

He is still a rookie on the road to forge ahead!
Although he looks very strong now, in the deep mountains and old forests, he still can't do it.

Not to mention whether you can shovel a tiger.

It is unknown whether the two wild boars can be killed.

After finishing the hot pot, Lin Feng went home, picked up the game console and went to a hotel not far away to get a room.

Night is the peak period of cockroach activity.

He dropped glue baits in every corner of the room and took away all the household garbage.

Wait for the medicine to work.

The instructions say that the cockroach medicine will take effect in about a week.

He was going to sleep elsewhere at night and come back during the day.

After setting an alarm clock, Lin Feng fell asleep and fell asleep. At six o'clock the next morning, he ate a mouthful of breakfast, and Lin Feng entered the game on time.

Not so active in class.

Three lives, one hour cooling time, no reward for customs clearance.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and felt the breeze blowing against his face.

Walk into the room of the shrine, and wait for Peng Tianli to mock.

Unexpectedly, when he walked in, Peng Tianli didn't speak for a while, looking at this young Taoist priest who looked like an awl piercing his pocket.

He looked apprehensive.

This person is in trouble.

Zhu Baihu with a sallow face also looked at Lin Daozhang who walked in in surprise.

Even he, in the army, has never seen such a sharp man.

A veteran of many battles is not the same as a swordsman.

"What a sharp sword intent."

Liao Chi was even more surprised, now Lin Feng had mixed three kinds of feelings, the sharpness of the sword, the monster of the wild fox Zen, and the righteousness of the dragon and tiger.

Like a demon.

This time I've been thinking more and more.

The three ladies all looked at Lin Feng one more time.

"Hey, Central Plains Taoist."

After a while, Peng Tianli said: "Everyone is here, can I get the map?"

It is very polite to discuss expectations.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand, pointing to the back mountain.

"Come with me."

He felt that he was about to realize something in actual combat. He was guarding the first three lives, but Jian Jian was not just guarding.

The sword is different, the sword is a tool for killing, and the sword is both a weapon and a ritual instrument.

What kind of person is, what is the combat style.

Lin Feng chose to go forward.

He was originally a person who didn't like to admit defeat very much.

Advance!

Use offense instead of defense.

Peng Tianli and Liao Chi glanced at each other, Zhu Baihu hesitated to speak, but when Lin Feng walked out, he also followed.

Lin Feng had already stepped out of the shrine's portal. Before leaving, he asked the guide to go to the surrounding stilted buildings to see if there was any kerosene.

The guide was bitter, my Daoist, do you think this is your capital?

Where does the kerosene come from in this poor country?

But he didn't dare to say it, and went to find it himself.

After more than five minutes of delay, Zhu Baihu stopped Lin Feng.

"There's something inside watching us."

Lin Feng also had a vague feeling, very mysterious, as if a fine layer of tingling pain appeared on his skin, this was the first time he had such a magical feeling.

He raised his arm and looked at the fine hair on his arm.

It's another level of feeling that the hairs are not erected.

Perceived danger?
When fighting ahead, there were dangers in all directions, but he didn't notice this scene.

The whole body is numb, which means that the whole body is not numb.

"I know, let's go in and talk.

There are bug slaves inside, spit bugs after killing them, stay away.

But you can also wait outside the cottage, I will get the map.

If I can come back alive, I will give you the map. "

Peng Tianli frowned upon hearing this.He pumped his energy and blood, and a colorful tiger appeared on his chest, holding a knife, pretending to be a posture.

"Hey, how can I ask you to go in alone?"

It seemed that Lin Feng was worried and wanted to go in together.

The third lady released the poisonous insects, but she didn't speak when she was insane, and he took out the prayer wheel.

The attitude is very clear.

It's not that good words can't persuade the damn ghost.

Everyone has their own mission, Lin Feng understands.

"Let's go in together, be careful of the worm slaves, it's best not to pierce the opponent directly with a sharp weapon, the Gu worms will emerge from the wound."

As Lin Feng made one last reminder, he walked in, and in the deep water pool, the worm slave rushed out.

His gaze was calm.

The sword is like a dragon, dodge left and right, the wind blows under the feet, point, pick, dodge, the heart is like the heart of a sword, and the eyes of a person are like the eyes of a sword.

He didn't pay attention to the people behind him, and he didn't pay attention to everything else. Lin Feng's sword was the same as his people. He obviously couldn't see behind him, but he could always easily avoid the danger behind him, as if he had eyes behind him. Even though he didn't see the splashed insect Gu, he would still dodge calmly.

There is a kind of meaning of passing through thousands of flowers without any leaves touching his body. He did not stay in place. The space here is much more spacious than the second floor of the stilted building, and there are many places where people can move around. Lin Feng is like a A civet, moving quickly brought a gust of wind.

Like light smoke.

Such as assassin.

He didn't even count how many insect slaves he had killed, he fought as he walked, walked towards the mountain, handed out the sword, handed out a sword, and then drew another sword.

There were no distracting thoughts, and the sword in his hand seemed to be breathing.

His own breath, beat with the sword.

In the brain, it doesn't matter what internal swordsmanship or external swordsmanship is.

For a moment, Lin Feng felt as if he had entered the realm of internal breath. He did not rely on his nose to breathe through his mouth. He seemed to be breathing internally, like a baby in the amniotic fluid. Under such breathing, even the tiredness of the previous battle , all swept away.

Feeling this, Lin Feng's thoughts paused for a while, and he had distracting thoughts.

My heart was in turmoil, my sword was in turmoil, exhaustion surged up again, and my whole body was sore and weak.

Accidentally, his legs became sore, his sword slowed down a step, and a worm slave jumped on him, opened his mouth, and said "wow", red nematodes covered his head and face, and the red nematodes flooded Lin Feng.

[The player is dead, the game is over]

[It has been detected that you still have two lives, you can choose]

[Resurrection in situ, play the game]

[Start from the beginning and play the game]

[It is detected that the player comprehends the passive skill by himself]

[reinforcing]

[Passive Skill: Sword Heart Transparency]

[Jianxin Mingming: People are the heart of the sword, and the sword is the eye of a person. Your fighting skills have been integrated into your life. You can feel the danger more clearly, and you can also more clearly feel those things that ordinary people cannot perceive. Arrived information]

[Jianxin Tongming: Passive perception, players can comprehend it by themselves, permanently fixed]

[Cannot use Luck to upgrade this skill]

(End of this chapter)