Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 5
Lin Feng saw his character panel following him and came to the real world.

Two sips of ice-cola came to suppress my shock.

He knew this game was wrong.

Seeing the abnormality, I felt that it was so.

Lin Feng stood in front of the mirror and complained.

But so what?

This is swordsmanship!
Proficient in swordsmanship!

There are also other powerful spells that he saw on Master Gao Gong in the game.

If only he could bring it out too.

He is so hungry!

Who can resist the temptation of this superhuman power?
Not to mention that Lin Feng is usually a generation of Ye Gong who loves dragons.

The secret technique of the ancestors appeared in front of you.

Will you learn or not?

study!
Lin Feng didn't say anything, he picked up a stick, and a set of swordsmanship was displayed in his hands like clouds and flowing water. Not only that, everything that happened in the game, the dark road, and the difficulties he encountered on the road Dangerous obstacles, the timing and means of his swordsmanship, all appeared in his mind in detail.

His consciousness in the game has also been successfully copied to reality.

Under the camera set up next to him, this complete set of swordsmanship was engraved into the camera.

He recorded a random set of sword skills in his mind.

After finishing the sword dance, he imported the video from the camera to the computer.

In the camera lens, he is as startled as a bird, as brave as a dragon, as a chivalrous man, as a gentleman.

It is estimated that Li Bai, the sword fairy who traveled the world with his sword in ancient times, is like this.

Lin Feng is narcissistic.

It's so handsome!

Lin Feng rubbed his chin, very satisfied with winning swordsmanship in the lottery.

After all, whether one is strong or not is a matter of version, and whether one is handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime!

Although he was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, when he picked up the sword, his aura and expression were completely different from his previous self, with a kind of vigor that cannot be underestimated.

After a set of sword skills, Lin Feng was out of breath. Although he was holding a short stick in his hand, although his sword skills were amazing, his physical fitness was far different from that high-level mage.

Physical fitness is the basis, not to mention proficiency in swordsmanship for Lin Feng, even if the sword fairy came to the world, without a good body, he would not be able to sustain swordsmanship for a long time.

Because sword fighting is a sport that needs a foundation.

If you want to control long-term strenuous exercise and fight on the battlefield, a good general body is indispensable.

The so-called general's body shape is what is often said in Romance, with big arms and round waist, with arms above the knees.

It is fleshy and powerful, capable of fighting and resisting.

Panting heavily, a set of Wudang Taiyi Taoist swordsmanship made Lin Feng sweat. He sat on the sofa, and Ge You was paralyzed.

It was supposed to start airing tonight.

But keep your eyes on the console and the helmet.

Lin Feng was a little shaken.

Did he, tonight, dove?

As soon as the pigeon came up with this idea, it was like a furtive raving, and it was like a kitten scratching his heart, itching so badly.

This idea kept bewitching him, making his already unsteady mind even more wavering.

In the end, Lin Feng turned his left hand into a fist and hit his right hand.

"It's such a happy decision, Pigeon."

He swiftly boarded his backstage and made a movement.

"Today, sleepy, Pigeon."

Then he felt bad, if he fished for three days and posted on the net for two days, his fans might be lost like crazy.

Affect him to eat.

So he slightly edited a section of the sword dance just now and put it up to maintain his exposure.

"Everyday, don't think about me."

After sending all these things, Lin Feng put on the helmet with peace of mind, and heard the sound of the game console reading the disk again.

game, yes!

Immersing himself in the game console, Lin Feng once again entered the game time of [Xiangxi Blood God].

His eyes went dark, and he opened his eyes again.

The blood-colored words were still hanging in front of him. Because of the passage of time, under the four big characters of Xiangxi Blood God, blood continued to flow down.

It looked very uncomfortable.

Lin Feng smelled the rust-like smell in front of him.

Disgusting.

In the ear, the high-pitched suona seemed to never stop. From the darkness in the distance, the sound flowed out and squeezed into Lin Feng's ears.

The whispers hidden in the suona didn't sound like Chinese at all. Lin Feng didn't hear the Miao language. Essentially different.

It's like another kind of "elegant tone".

Just as Lin Feng listened attentively, and was a little addicted to the sound, the suona in his ear suddenly rose piercingly, waking Lin Feng up completely!
For some reason, Lin Feng was covered in white sweat and felt flustered.

He let out a sigh of relief and ignored the background music. Lin Feng looked at the game in front of him, put aside his random thoughts, and chose [Start Game].

A gust of breeze blew by, Lin Feng opened his eyes, and saw that he had returned to the 【Qingquanzhai Shrine】.

It was about morning, the sun had just risen, and the air was very fresh.

He walked into the 【Qingquanzhai Shrine】.

The five people in front of them all looked at themselves.

The obese man who spoke at the beginning, when the weather got hot, he tore off his clothes, revealing his furry belly.

"Why did the Central Plains court send a young boy to the cottage? Boy, did you offend someone, and that person specially asked you to come and die!"

[Wuzhai chief's lawsuit, Peng Tianli] Said not without malice.

He didn't seem to be afraid of the imperial court and Longhushan represented behind Lin Feng.

During the speech, there was a vague sense of provocation.

When Lin Feng heard his words, he knocked his teeth subconsciously.

【Name: Lin Feng】

【Occupation: None】

【Status: None】

[Skill: Swordsmanship Mastery (Permanent Passive)]

[Equipment: None]

[Luck: five coins (luck can bless spells, strengthen the body, buy skills)]

[Remarks: Nothing to say]

When Lin Feng saw this, he knew why Peng Tianli said that.

He entered the game with a white account, and was discovered by others!

He touched the belt in his sleeve, and his waist, and sure enough, there was nothing there.

Except for a sword hanging behind his back, dry food around his waist, and a water bottle.

None of the equipment on Master Gao Gong was missing.

The dharma sword on the back has also become a very common and ordinary iron sword.

Lin Feng felt numb.

Dog curation never disappoints.

Entering the game this time, he was indeed thrown from the Gaowan account to the whiteboard account by this inappropriate game.

This gap is more than just a loss?
His luxurious talisman was gone.

His luxurious exercises are gone.

All his equipment is gone!

And this time the game is called Breeding.

Breeding in a dead and clean cottage with no one in it?

(End of this chapter)