Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 15 Upright and easy to break, hiding the sword in the sheath

It didn't last until the blood god came out.

game over.

Lin Feng is dead.

dead, the purpose has been achieved.

After killing an unknown number of insect slaves, Lin Feng felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be warm.

He can feel the heartbeat of the sword, the sword can feel his will, he is in a frantic battle, the sword has become an extension of his body, he is the master of the sword, the sword is his innate torso , is no longer a cold weapon.

Swordsmanship is no longer cold words and pictures.

The sword became part of his life.

The swordsmanship in his mind and the sword in his hand began to turn into the same thing under the tempering of death.

Hands, eyes, body, and mind are all condensed into one.

It turned into Lin Feng's life instinct like eating and drinking water.

became part of his body.

This is the sword technique.

This is, 【Swordsmanship Proficiency】.

Under the crisis of death, his consciousness finally caught up with his instinct.

His will is also calm like a sword!

Harvesting began.

But this is just the beginning, it is far from [sword mastery], and there is still a huge gap between him and that high-level mage.

Three lives, a game that seems like a little bit of time, Lin Feng was immersed in it and passed through life and death three times. He felt that something was in his body and was about to come out.

Breed!

This cottage is giving birth to the Blood God.

In his body, the sword soul is also being bred.

Even Lin Feng realized that this was a rare opportunity.

In other places, Lin Feng couldn't find such a precious place where he could earn experience without any scruples.

In the Qingshan game console, you can.

The more you kill, the calmer you become, and the more you kill, the clearer you become.

At the end.

Lin Feng lost his strength, and a worm slave spit out a head of red nematodes, and the red nematodes got into his brain.

He could face death calmly.

he died.

After being ejected from the world, Lin Feng felt a little lost.

Before he could catch his breath, the bloody text turned gray. He wanted to enter again, but the cold gray text reminded him that the game was cooling down and he could not enter.

After the three lives were used up, all the games turned to gray, and under the blood, a countdown appeared.

Count down for an hour.

It takes an hour to enter.

This is the death penalty for low-level missions.

Lin Feng looked at the bloody gate, and then he came back to his senses, closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, restrained his spirit, but the light in his eyes still did not restrain himself.

He still hasn't learned how to hide the sword in its sheath.

Lin Feng had never learned any martial arts, but between life and death, under the passive [Swordsmanship Mastery], he felt as if he had touched something.

The threshold of the sword.

The surrounding suonas, women's cries, and low-pitched murmurs continued, but this time, when Lin Feng heard these voices, he no longer felt upset.

He wanted to see the CG of the third act game, who knew that the cooldown time of this game was shared.

Can't see it.

He had no choice but to exit the game, took off his helmet, and glanced at the time.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

Didn't spend any time in the game.

I don't plan to sleep either.

Lin Feng is not a health guy. Most freelancers do not have a normal work and rest time. Besides, he is still in Wudu. In Wudu during summer vacation, people in Wudu sleep during the day and go out at night.

Without it, the day would be too hot.

Only at night, when the temperature drops, is it a good time to go out.

"It's time to sleep."

Although he said so, he still stood up and gritted his teeth.

There are no changes to the panel.

But Lin Feng felt that he had become stronger.

Every time people become stronger, people will have an illusion, that is, they feel that they can pierce the sky, kill cattle, stand upstairs and look down, Lin Feng gently took off his shoes, standing on the ground with both feet, without Sword, but Lin Feng closed his eyes and opened them again, he shuttled through the house like a gust of wind.

Similar to parkour.

His speed is very fast, but his reaction is faster. During the crazy run, he didn't touch anything, computer desk, coffee table, sofa, express box.

He wandered around like a ghost, and because he didn't wear shoes, his footsteps were very light, and the sound that should have been "slapping" almost disappeared.

That's why he's pulling back.

For the muscles, there is a strong control!

Among the mastery of swordsmanship, there is a swordsmanship that specializes in assassination. This type of swordsmanship pays attention to "kill with one blow".

If you miss a hit, you will travel thousands of miles away.

Swordsmanship is the one that goes straight.

Most of them handed out a sword regardless of the cost, and then ran away!

Regardless of success or failure, turn around and run.

The essence is all in the steps.

The pace is like a civet cat, and when it reaches Dacheng, it can walk through boiling water without getting hot, and step through snow without leaving a trace.

With this step, Lin Feng started killing inside the stilted building, opened a distance, and avoided the nematodes.

He stopped and took a slight breath.

"More than consciousness..."

He was standing in front of the mirror, undressed, looking at his muscles.

"It seems that there are still some traces of training. The training in the game has also been brought to reality by me, if that's the case."

Lin Feng tapped his hands.

"Swish".

Shuanglong Xizhu, but the fast version.

The muscles under his skin are like a big bow. This time, the stabbing comes out, it is terrifyingly tight!
Muscles, tendons, diaphragm, internal organs.

Lin Feng put on his clothes.

He forced himself to sleep, set the alarm clock, got up four hours later, and continued the liver game.

He needs to sleep.

But when he was sleeping, just lying on the bed, he suddenly remembered, did he kill a cockroach when he was eating takeaway again!
cockroach!

There are cockroaches in the house!
When Lin Feng thought of this, he suddenly felt sleepless. He turned on his phone and started searching, [Does cockroach have parasites].

Wandu: 【Cockroaches can carry roundworms, hookworms, beef tapeworms, roundworms, whipworms and other worm eggs.

They can also serve as intermediate hosts for various nematodes such as Echinococcus moniliformis, Hymenoleta, and Tumor tuber.

Cockroaches can also carry a variety of protozoa, 4 of which are pathogenic to humans or animals, such as dysentery amihorses, Giardia intestinalis, etc.]

Seeing this, Lin Feng jumped up from the bed.

"Fuck".

A word is worth a thousand words!

Seeing this, especially after searching for a few parasites, Lin Feng couldn't sleep anymore, and went downstairs to buy cockroach-killing medicine without saying anything. Parasites, especially those that look a lot like red nematodes.

Lin Feng felt uncomfortable all over.

Close your eyes and feel that the world is full of cockroaches.

Going downstairs to buy insecticide, I felt hungry by the way, the owner of the insecticide store, an old acquaintance, looked at Lin Feng, with a strong Sichuan-Chongqing accent: "Xiao Lin, you have claws recently, why are you so energetic? What is the happy event?"

spirit?

It was only then that Lin Feng discovered that others might not be able to see the sword skills, but others could see the spirit.

Put the bait in the corner of the house, and everything comes out, feeling hungry.

He went out to eat, and the hot pot restaurant he used to go to was overcrowded.

Lin Feng was sitting outside, and from time to time hot girls would look at him more.

Lin Feng is very tall, and more importantly, his temperament.

Like a sword.

Sharp stabbing!
(End of this chapter)