Zhao Feng entered the Golden Silk Dance Pavilion and didn't ask for any singers and dancers.

In an ordinary box on the second floor, inlaid with a variety of fluorescent stones that will shine at night, although it is an ordinary private room, but the decoration is also very luxurious, he simply asked for a table of sumptuous food and wine, and then poured himself a drink, eating slowly.

The 1.1.0 version of the evil hanging, Zhao Feng still has some expectations in his heart.

His setting is that all kinds of games have various game functions, and there are a lot of big and small hangings, and I don't know how much will be left after the version is updated. What he cares about the most is the character simulation function of the 1.1 version of the game, don't give him this function completely, it's better to talk about the rest.

This game character simulation function can simulate game characters, from an obscure game to a world-class popular game.

Until now, Zhao Feng would not think that this mutated evil hanging, and would completely retain his setting.

Zhao Feng glanced at it, there was still 1 hour, 08 minutes and 23 seconds left before the countdown to the evil hanging upgrade.

He ate slowly, comfortably pouring himself to himself.

This wine is called Bazhen Liquor, and when you put it in your mouth, you can taste eight completely different flavors, and it is refreshing and fiery in the throat.

About halfway through eating, Zhao Feng felt that the eyes in the dark disappeared from his body.

"Are you finally gone, although I don't know how kind of intentions you have for me, when my evil hanging is upgraded, you will wipe out your soul mark, and change your original aura and appearance, how can you find me?" Zhao Feng smiled disdainfully.

Blinking his cold eyes, he took a sip of wine, and said to himself: "I don't know, where is the Milky Way, can I go back in my lifetime?" Alas, I must go back in ten years, my father is already in his sixties, and if I don't go back soon, I may not see him in this life." I came here with my soul, and my body on Earth should be dead, and my father will be heartbroken when he finds out. Dad, ten years is too long, I want to go back in five years, Dad, you have to wait for me, don't think about it, when I come back, I will take you to the road of immortality. ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng was a little depressed.

My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, and it was my father who pulled him up with a handful of and urine, although he was very strong, but once he learned that he was dead, Zhao Feng was extremely worried that he would not be able to think about it.

Zhao Feng quickly suppressed this low mood in his heart, he was not on the earth, it was useless for him to worry here, he could only work hard to become stronger, strong enough to cross the sea of stars.

Worrying doesn't solve the problem.

Zhao Feng believes that in five years, he will definitely have the strength to cross the sea of stars, return to the galaxy, and return to the earth.

Nearly an hour passed. At this time, a reception maid walked in, smiled and asked, "This son, do you need a snack?"

With waist-length blonde hair, cold golden eyes, a bewitching face, and a noble temperament, this reception maid was deeply attracted.

Zhao Feng glanced at the time, and the countdown was 15 minutes and 55 seconds.

"If you have any delicious snacks, you can serve them all. Zhao Feng nodded, and Guy had nothing to do when he went back to the inn.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Zhao Feng's breath was shocked, and in front of the reception maid, he broke through to the Xuanwu Realm, a unique coercion of the Xuanwu Realm escaped, and the reception maid in front of him was shocked, looking at Zhao Feng in shock, and couldn't help exclaiming in his heart, "Oh my God, he... He... He's going to break through to the Xuanwu Realm? He's not even twenty years old, right? Hell, the Xuanwu Realm is not more than twenty years old, and I've never heard of it!"

Feeling the unique power of the Xuanwu Realm, Zhao Feng reined in his coercion, raised his eyes to look at the reception maid, and said, "Go!"

"Oh Eun, wait a minute, I'll go and prepare a snack for you. The reception maid came back to her senses, nodded hurriedly in response, then glanced at Zhao Feng deeply, turned around and left quickly.

After a while, the reception maid entered with a plate of desserts after dinner, placed them on the table one by one, and introduced them separately: "This is the round heart cake, which helps digestion, and the taste is excellent, this is the purple spirit fruit, with Bazhen wine, there is an unexpected taste, this is ......"

Zhao Feng nodded, signaling that she could leave.

"Okay, if you need anything, just shout, I'll be waiting outside the door. The reception maid said politely, and then left.

Zhao Feng leaned back in his chair, eating dessert while waiting for the evil hanging to be upgraded.

There are five minutes left before the Evil Hang upgrade is complete.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the next room.

"Boom. ”

Then with a bang, the wooden soundproof wall was smashed through, and then a figure slammed into it, smashing the table in front of Zhao Feng with a bang, and then the figure fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Feng stared at it, it was a dancing girl from the Golden Silk Dance Pavilion, her long skirt was torn in many places, judging from the traces, her hair was scattered, her face was pale, she was coughing up blood in her mouth, and she was convulsing on the ground holding her stomach.

", the who set up the archway can't play yet, you don't let Lao Tzu play, why are you wearing such a sexy dress?"

A majestic voice came from the opposite side of the wooden wall that had been knocked through, and then I saw a burly man with his bare upper body covered with scars, an extremely strong body, more than two meters high, muscles bulging, a rough face, and a strong man with braided hair, walking from the opposite side of the tattered wooden wall.

Looking at this person's outfit, a racial name appeared in Zhao Feng's mind.

The Western dynasty adjacent to the Fengqin Dynasty, the Xizhu people.

Although they are adjacent, the distance between the two dynasties can be described as outrageous, spanning a large sea area and a dangerous wilderness, so the two dynasties did not have too much contact.

"You Han Ling clan are really cheap enough, don't you just want people to when you dress so revealing?"

This big man of the Xiqi clan completely ignored Zhao Feng, strode towards the ground, holding his stomach and coughing blood, and he couldn't twitch the dancing girl in pain.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

The reception maid outside the door heard the movement and pushed the door in, and was slightly shocked when she saw the situation here, and drank at the big man of the Xizhu clan.

"Get out, little girl's skin, all dressed in crisp breasts and white legs half-exposed, obviously a land of wind and snow, what are you pretending to be? ”

"A group of barbarians, disturbing this seat to eat snacks, can you afford it?"

Zhao Feng's eyebrows froze, his displeasure was extreme, and he spoke indifferently.