Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 26 The idea is mastered, the road, continue!
This is really confusing (physics).

Lin Feng exited the game, put down his helmet, and was in a daze.

I didn't see clearly who the enemy was, but judging from his behavior of picking off the head, the opponent was probably a tall man.

Lin Feng measured his height, and he should be about the same height as O'Neill anyway.

Maybe even stronger than O'Neal.

Of course, the premise of all this is that this person is a simple strong man without any mysterious factors attached. If he simply uses physical strength to screw off the person's head, then he should need a whole arm of strength.

Contaminated with mysterious factors, normal thinking, it is impossible to say.

Otherwise, even Li Yuanba's pair of hammers, O'Neill would not be able to shake them for a long time, let alone look down on the battlefield and kill all directions.

One hour universal cooldown.

Lin Feng exited the game resentfully, a little dull.

He wished he could go back to the game now, but not to defeat this top pick.

This head picker is more or less a boss.

Lin Feng felt that even with a sword in his hand, he was no match for him.

too strong.

His little minions are easy to kill, but there are too many of them, so he has to find a way to deal with them.

If he was to be killed, Lin Feng might have to become a ten-lipo swordsman. First, he would kill human figurines and monsters for ten years, and then he would be able to deal with the top pick when he reached the sixth or seventh rank.

But he is not a player in this hang.

What's more, it's still Niutou Village. Although this broken game doesn't say when the game will be completed.

Judging from his shallow experience.

He can't stay on the road for too long.

Too long, and danger will come.

At present, I don't know if what Li Pusa said is true. If the mountain road is really washed away by the mountain torrent, there will be a problem.

He can only choose another way.

Go the wrong way.

Or, as Li Bodhisattva said, fly from the sky.

Fly over, whether you can fly, let's talk about it.

In the current weather, Lin Feng dared not fly even if he was asked to fly.

It's not about science, but from a metaphysical point of view, Lin Feng always felt that there was something strange about the heavy rain on the mountains in western Hunan, and there was always something in the clouds.

According to myths and legends, there may be a dragon inside.

Flying, I am afraid I will suffer.

As for taking the shady path, turn around and ask Li Bodhisattva how to take the shady path.

With this in mind, he put down the game console, took a few steps back and forth, stretched his chest and arms, clicked on the computer, and quickly searched for keywords such as adoptive son, Xiangxi blood god, ghost yamen, etc.

No useful information.

As for going the wrong way, there are all kinds of legends, of all kinds, and there is no definite number.

What it is, you have to figure it out yourself.

Another glance at the phone.

Xu Nian didn't reply again.

It is estimated that it is back to the mountains.

The air in the mountains is really nice.

Just no signal.

Xu Nian was not there, but his governors, water friends, were criticizing him.

Governor, VIP in the live broadcast room, Lin Feng's parents.

Lin Feng's governor has a balanced ratio of males and females.

It's strange that Lin Feng's live broadcast attracts almost one to one male and female masters.

Those who give money to support people are called masters.

Make money, don't be ashamed.

Lin Feng looked through it, and these governors all expressed great distrust in his knowledge of swordsmanship.

Some people praised it, but not too much.

[When did you learn it? 】

[The bottom plate is very stable! 】

[Why, you want to go too, don't laugh at the challenge? 】

【Are you going to change your life?Do you want bad money too?]

【Handsome again?Lin Feng, we will get married when I return to China, and I must wait for another three years]

……

Lin Feng: Subway, old man, mobile phone.jpg.

Recover in sequence, each with its own emphasis.

【What do you think? 】

Lin Feng: [Game anchor, don't sell your body, don't sell your boyfriend fantasy!Self-respect, then who, Strawberry, I will refund your governor's money, pay attention to check]

Lin Feng glanced at the video of himself dancing sword, and a group of old audiences below were booing.

Most of them expressed their hatred for him dropping the stream.

There are some old water friends who are in a stable mood.

There are also some water friends who expressed their concern for his future live broadcast career.

Except that the language is a little irritable.

[I like pigeons so much, go to the screw factory to make screws]

【Garbage anchor】

[A flashy flower shelf, just like this, day and night turned upside down, sooner or later it will die suddenly]

【Sit and wait】

Well, the above was sent out after Lin Feng polished it.

Seeing such kind greetings, Lin Feng was not angry at all.

Report.

Throw away the phone.

Start gas.

An hour of training is also training!
Turn Hammer Living Area.

I really thought the living area was so improved!
Although theoretically speaking, the unit price of a meal in the living area is almost the highest in several districts. He, a million-dollar game anchor, seems to be very powerful, but in the anchor industry, there are only a few at the top of the food chain.

An advertisement of a big up owner is worth half a year's income.

That's such a big gap!

Lin Feng is still a long way from the top of the food chain.

Every year, there are several Baida that get cold.

Not to mention an anchor like him.

He is neither poor nor rich.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng had already reached the state of "settling", he followed the wind and hovered around him constantly.

Can't go far for the time being.

In the house he rented, there was no elder brother who shouldn't have it.

But found cockroaches that shouldn't be there.

Lin Feng didn't expect that gas extraction would have this effect and allow him to see where the cockroaches were hiding.

Looking in the direction of the wind, Lin Feng finally saw nests of cockroaches, which were eating their dead cockroaches.

Immediately, even the qi that was taken into the lungs again did not smell good.

Seeing the cockroach, Lin Feng subconsciously held his breath.He didn't expect at all that he held his breath for too long.

The ability to carry oxygen in his blood has surpassed before.

The benefits of practicing.

All his attention was on the cockroach.

The cockroach died, it was the glue bait that did the trick.The glue bait is to kill one cockroach by poisoning, and let another nest of cockroaches eat the body of this poisoned cockroach, and everyone will die.

It takes about a week or two for the effects to appear.

Lin Feng couldn't wait.

He had a whim.

[Swordsmanship proficiency] plus the new [Precise Vision], can you tell him to wipe out all the cockroach nests?
He did what he thought, went downstairs and bought a toothpick, he moved the cabinet, the cockroaches scattered and escaped, and the toothpick in Lin Feng's hand shot out at close range!
Precise.

elegant.

fatal!

Not a single cockroach escaped!
Lin Feng concocted it according to the law and killed all the cockroaches in the house, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The idea is mastered!

game, yes!

After ordering a takeaway, Lin Feng checked the time and entered the game.

Opening his eyes, the guide spoke, but before he finished speaking, Lin Feng: "Go to another road."

"Master Dao, you can't..."

"Master Zhu."

Lin Feng interrupted him loudly, called Master Zhu, and walked forward without turning his head.

Zhu Baihu understood, knew the way, and put the knife on the guide's neck.

The guide gave in.

The three walked into that road, and Lin Feng motioned for the guide to bring Zhu Baihu some medicine.

"It's going to rain, guide, don't throw up later."

Guide: "?"

He didn't understand what Daoist was talking about, but he saw Daoist holding him on his shoulder, which was pressing on the guide's stomach.

Like carrying a sack.

The guide's face turned green!
(End of this chapter)