Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 46
Thinking of this, Xu Nian inexplicably felt cold.

The wind blowing in from outside the tent seemed to bring in a very special aroma.

She didn't know what the aroma was either.

These days, the smells she smells the most are insecticides, insecticides, toilet water, and cooling oil.

And the smell of rotten protein.

Xu Nian didn't want to think of this smell, it was too disgusting.

She glanced outside curiously.

It was chaotic outside, with incandescent lights, rain, and wind. For a moment, Xu Nian suddenly felt that she didn't seem to understand the mountains of Xiangxi at all.

The whole world is extraordinarily strange.

Subconsciously, she wanted to go out and have a look.

But as soon as he stood up, another senior brother grabbed his wrist.

"Xu Nian, what's wrong with you?"

With such an interruption, Xu Nian suddenly woke up,

She shivered, and was about to say that she smelled a strange fragrance, but before she could speak, she sniffed.

The scent is gone.

Xu Nian immediately reacted.

Something is not right.

When going out in the wild, no matter men or women, there is no possibility of wearing perfume.

This smell.

It is neither insecticide, nor cooling oil, nor the smell of perfume.

This is a very mellow, very strong aftertaste fragrance.

Xu Nian had never heard of it.

But recalling the smell, she felt very disgusted for no reason.

She retched a bit and waved her hand to indicate that she was fine.

The senior brother looked at her worriedly.

"Didn't you catch a cold and have a fever in the rain?"

brother asked.

It is not a good thing to catch a cold and have a fever in this kind of place.

Xu Nian continued to wave his small hands, and said in a low voice, "How can you be so delicate."

Didn't sleep all night.

Everyone was staying up late with Professor Han, waiting for news.

pity.

No news.

No news is bad news.

After a busy night, the security department and the local mountain people still couldn't find the elder brother. The people from the security department informed Professor Han of the news. When Professor Han heard it, he sighed and looked as if he had aged several years.

Even the white hair on the sideburns has increased a lot.

Weakly waving his hand, Professor Han came out of the tent.

"Go to sleep for a while."

The second senior brother said.

Xu Nian was also in a bad mood. After the teacher left, she seemed to smell that strange fragrance again in the tent.

A man stepped out of the tent.

Ignoring the people around her, she felt as if she was separated from the world around her.

Could it be, tired?

Xu Nian returned to his tent in a daze, and lay down.

She has her own little tent.

This is somewhat of a privilege.

It was a strange feeling, Xu Nian felt that he might have a fever.

It's the kind of sore body after a high fever, dizziness, and the feeling of an unreal world.

Lying in the tent, waiting to find out the problem, I couldn't even call out.

Originally, she was going to take two pills for relief, but who knew, Xu Nian found that she didn't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

"Ahhhh!"

Xu Nian opened her mouth wide, trying to shout out, but the strange thing was that there seemed to be an extra wall in her throat.

Opening his mouth, all the breath was blocked in his throat.

No breath can pass through.

A strong sense of despair enveloped Xu Nian's heart.

She began to struggle violently, but unfortunately, the "violent struggle" only appeared in her imagination, and to outsiders, she appeared motionless, "stable as a mountain".

Despair is like a tide, drowning Xu Nian.

Just when she started to panic.

There were footsteps outside the door.

Xu Nian opened his eyes wide, with joy in his heart.

someone is coming!

She looked at the door expectantly, saw the tent entrance, and Ran Zhizhi's face appeared from the gap where the tent was gradually pulled apart.

Drilled in.

He was wearing the clothes he wore before he disappeared. A man who was originally very strong was now as thin as a stick.

Blood-red wireworms crawled out of his eyes, and he said, "Junior Sister, I told you to get out of here."

"This is an ominous place."

"Everyone will die."

"But not you."

"not now."

The brother said in a babbling manner, he seemed to be crying but not crying, and smiling but not laughing.

"Save me, Junior Sister, save me, save me!"

The last scream resounded through the sky, that ear-piercing scream appeared in an instant, and Xu Nian was so startled that his whole body was filled with strength.

……

Studio.

The barrage is flying.

The God of War in Area A, headshot with one shot.

Bandit, victory.

Lin Feng put down the mouse, and his mouth was raving.

On the screen, all the black fans disappeared, leaving only a group of members of the Kuagua God Cult.

[Anchor 666666 wow]

【opened? 】

[I didn't hang up, did I? 】

[Power leveling brother, come out from under the table, the table is short]

【Brother Potato is awesome】

【Treasure, my God! 】

Tonight, Lin Feng's condition was exceptionally good. With the help of God, the small pistol's line was pulled with terrifying precision, and he shot to the head.

Lin Feng thanked you for the gift.

He didn't expect that after practicing, he didn't know whether he could fight this matter under the constraints of a harmonious society.

But the benefit of a faster response.

It is reflected in playing games, and it reflects his strength!
Competitive games, food is the original sin, the anchor wants to make the program effect and play games at the same time.

But today, he rose up!

Hit and fly!

Six fly!

Set off a small wave of consumption.

[Woohoo, take off! 】

【Treasure, my God! 】

[Open, open! 】

His mind is clear, his operation is coquettish, and his words are even more coquettish. Lin Feng is not in good shape tonight. Someone has raped several nobles, and there are many special effects gifts. It is very profitable.

Practice can also help him earn rice, which Lin Feng never thought of.

In the end, after playing two new action games, Lin Feng quit amidst the audience's reluctant retention.

Usually when streaming, Lin Feng would collapse in front of the computer as if his whole body was drained, and it took him a long time to recover.

After all, live broadcast is an extremely energy-consuming thing. The anchor needs to appear in the live broadcast room with high spirits all the time. No one likes a person full of negative energy. If you can’t make fun of the audience, the audience will give you a picture happy.

A person's energy is limited.

Lin Feng was not immune either.

But now, it's different.

Lin Feng performed a four-hour high-intensity live broadcast. After downloading the broadcast, he was in high spirits.

A qualified social animal must have energy that will never be exhausted!
He stood up, made sure to turn off the live broadcast room, then washed his face, stood in front of the window, and planned to do a set of aerobics, but what he didn't expect was.

This world always happens when he thinks there will be no accidents.

There was an accident.

At night, Fog City became lively again, just when he was wondering whether to have some supper before going to clear the game.

He saw that it was at the gate of the community, which was constantly bustling, but there were definitely not many people.

A headless person was slowly walking across the street to the other side of the street.

Beside him, no matter men or women, none of these people saw this headless man.

This headless man walks alone.

(End of this chapter)