Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　At this moment, the two of them stood for a long time, and they were already a little drowsy.

　　"so sleepy."

　　One was yawning, and his face was tired.

　　"I think you spend your time with the girls in Yichun Courtyard. Be careful to suck you dry."

　　The other person was still in good spirits and joked.

　　"Hey, peony flowers die, and it's romantic to be a ghost." The man didn't care, and smiled.

　　However, when he glanced aside from the corner of his eye, he suddenly widened.

　　A man in black didn't know when he appeared in front of him, so he looked at him with such determination.

　　Just as he was about to speak, a shadow fell, as if it were the whole sky.

　　Click!

　　The skull made a cracking sound, and the guard next to him stared blankly at this scene.

　　too fast!

　　Everything is between lightning and flint.

　　His eyes were horrified, and he wanted to open the door and shout, but just as he moved, he felt a pain in his throat, and then he fell into eternal darkness.

　　These guards bullied men and women on weekdays and did all the bad things, so Lin Fan would naturally not be merciful.

　　Jumping into the hospital, it was silent, only a little moonlight sprinkled.

　　Lin Fan is a messenger of darkness, like a ghost and ghost, Taiqing You Tianbu is driven to the extreme, wandering around the entire Chenjiazhuang, looking for Chen Changjian.

　　In the bedroom, Lin Fan flashed in, looking at Chen Changjian lying on the bed, his eyes were cold, and he shot straight at the key.

　　When he was about to succeed, Chen Changjian, who was sleeping, woke up suddenly, looking at the sword fingers that kept falling in front of him, before he had time to think too much, he shouted loudly, his whole body was boiling with blood, and he even forcibly rushed away the sword fingers.

　　Taking this opportunity, he jumped up, broke through the window, and turned into the yard.

　　"Half foot stepped into the warrior..."

　　Martial disciple, the second realm of martial arts, in this realm, the muscles and bones can be heard together, and the strength is like an ox!

　　"Who are you! How dare you act like this!" Chen Changjian shouted, his voice echoing throughout the courtyard.

　　"It's useless, everyone has been knocked unconscious by me, this place is a suburb again, no one will come to save you."

　　"It's useless, everyone has been knocked unconscious by me, this place is a suburb again, no one will come to save you."

　　Lin Fan stepped out of the shadows, dressed in black, with only one pair of eyes showing a chill.

　　"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Chen Changjian worked hard to this day, starting from scratch, relying on a ruthless character.

　　boom!

　　His whole body was full of blood and energy, his whole body was like a cannonball, and he rushed out in an instant, his palms were like knives, and the sharp power filled the air, slashing down at Lin Fan's neck.

　　"Death to me!"

　　Clang!

　　Lin Fan pointed to the sword, and a little golden light bloomed, like a stroke of magic, and quickly tapped on the palm of his hand.

　　Boom!

　　Chen Changjian was suddenly struck by lightning, his palm knife was broken, but his eyes were fierce, he held back the injury, and a terrifying power was born again in his body.

　　"Let you see the great killing technique of Martial Dao!"

　　As soon as the words fell, Chen Changjian's momentum was like a violent tiger against a river, and there was scorching blood on the palm of his hand boiling and whistling, as if he was cheering.

　　The surrounding air burst violently, the air waves surged, the sound waves exploded, and the strength gathered, as if an invisible blade of airflow was condensed and slashed again!

　　Lin Fan's eyes narrowed, and when this gesture fell, he actually felt a huge amount of pressure.

　　Pushing the golden bell hood, a faint golden glow came out through the body, and the wind pressure fell, and it did not cause the slightest damage.

　　The palm of his hand was already on the hilt of the sword, Lin Fan's mind was calm, and he seemed to have merged into a mysterious realm.

　　Lone Peak Thirteen Swords!

　　groan!

　　The Jinghong Sword was unsheathed, and a sword light burst out, illuminating the entire courtyard, as if cutting through the universe, nothing could stop it!

　　puff!

　　The Jinli Qi Dao was divided into two, Chen Changjian's body also solidified, a sword mark appeared on the eyebrows, and blood splashed.

　　Putting the sword into the sheath, Lin Fan didn't even look at it, jumped up, jumped out of Chenjiazhuang, and disappeared in an instant.

　　The moonlight fell, reflecting on Chen Changjian's face, full of horror and confusion, as if he didn't know who killed him until he died!

　　"The idea is clear..."

　　Walking in the dark night, Lin Fan only felt comfortable all over his body. It was because the injustice left by his predecessor was penetrated, and there was no more suffocation.

Chapter 37 Black Fragments! (Ask for an evaluation ticket and a collection)

　　Back in the room, Lin Fan meditated and sat cross-legged.

　　"The injustice in the former body and mind has been removed, and the obsession has finally dissipated..."

　　In the middle of nowhere, Lin Fan felt that there was no longer any barrier between himself and this body, that the spirit and flesh were one, and the top and bottom were accessible.

　　"It was too quick before, but I don't know why Chen Changjian wanted to kill me?"

　　Lin Fan sat cross-legged in the room, memory flashing in his eyes, "Could it be for something precious?"

　　Thinking of this, he came to the desk and gently opened the drawer, which contained the relics left by his predecessors.

　　Except for some brush and ink, there is only a black fragment made of unknown material, about the thickness of a thumb, and the black is not slippery. The appearance is really ugly.

　　"Huh? It's tough!"

　　With his strength, even pig iron can leave traces, but this small piece of unremarkable appearance did not leave the slightest trace.

　　"It's kind of interesting..."

　　Lin Fan couldn't see the reason, and threw it into the package, intending to take a look at it later.

　　After that, he closed his eyes slightly, the energy of Yaojin surged in his body, and began to assimilate the last blood.

　　...

　　Chenjiazhuang.

　　I don't know how long it took, in the main hall, the statue in the shrine on the case suddenly shook, the golden light rose, and the misty atmosphere lingered, illuminating the Chenjiazhuang.

　　The idol opened his eyes, his eyes were golden, and he seemed to have infinite majesty. His voice was sonorous, "Chen Changjian, how are things going?"

　　Waited for a long time, no reply.

　　Ok?

　　The light on the statue was bright, and an inexplicable thought came, and the statue came to life completely. His eyes swept across the entire Chenjiazhuang, and found Chen Changjian who was dead in the yard, "No wonder there is no movement, but he actually died, what a useless waste."

　　"However, even waste is also a person of this god, and only this god is qualified to deal with it."

　　The voice in the idol is majestic, with killing, "Very good, I remember your breath, you can't escape!"

　　Rumble!

　　After a while, the power that descended on the statue receded like a tide, and everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

　　...

　　inside the house.

　　When Lin Fan opened his eyes again, the sky was bright outside.

　　"The complete transformation was successful..."

　　"The complete transformation was successful..."

　　At this moment in his body, Qi and blood have been completely transformed into Yaojin Qi, and as long as he reaches level 20 and successfully converts the last two Qi and blood, he can continue to level up.

　　At that time, the combat power will also skyrocket.

　　Of course, what he cares most about is the special gift package.

　　"Hope you don't let me down..."

　　Pushing aside the yard and walking out, I saw Xiao Lian who was busy in the yard, sweating slightly and her skin crystal clear.

　　Lin Fan's heart moved, "Maybe he can teach Xiaolian to step into the path of cultivation."

　　The little maid grew up with her since she was a child, and in the future, when Lin Fan became successful, she didn't want to see her dying.

　　"In the future, pay more attention to some exercises suitable for women to practice..."

　　"Master, it's early."

　　Xiaolian saw Lin Fan walking out of the house and waved her little hand.

　　"Well, morning."

　　Lin Fan touched the little maid's head and walked out.

　　Walking through the deep alley and into the red dust, he came to the nearest steamed bun shop.

　　"Boss, here are ten buns."

　　"Okay, Young Master Lin, wait a moment."

　　Lin Fan was considered a celebrity in this town. Whether it was Tong Sheng or recovering from a serious illness, it was enough to make him famous.

　　However, their Lin family never interacted with others, and in the eyes of the town people, they seemed a little withdrawn.

　　As the diners looked at each other, Lin Fan ate ten fragrant meat buns, drank a bowl of bone soup, and after paying the money, he floated away.

　　"The buns here are still good. Unlike the previous life, the stuffing of the buns is getting less and less..."

　　After a little sigh, he returned to Lin's house after wandering around.