Feng Shiyan was running aimlessly in the endless recklessness......

There was a faint noise behind him, and there was an endless hustle and bustle.

In a panic, he was like a headless fly, wandering aimlessly, scurrying around the world.

From time to time, a messy array of weapons flew at him, knives, swords, stray arrows, and spears......

Fortunately...... His luck was good, and he dodged all the surprises in a flash.

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At this moment, the grass not far in front of him suddenly shook violently, and then, I saw a black shadow rush out of the grass and rush towards him viciously.

Feng Shiyan fixed his eyes and saw that it was the hammer-wielding bandit before!

But seeing that his eyes were white, two lines of blood and tears kept flowing down his cheeks...... There seemed to be signs of stitching on his neck, and as he walked, the whole head swayed from side to side from time to time, and with the crooked neck, large strands of blood splashed out from time to time......

The scene in front of him instantly shocked Feng Shiyan beyond measure, and he hurriedly turned around and ran away!

After a long while, he gradually shook off the pursuing enemy behind him, and Feng Shiyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the forest that had fallen silent.

Unexpectedly, in the bushes in front of him, another burly figure suddenly rushed out of the shadows! I saw that the man, holding a half-human length of a large knife, swung it at him fiercely.

Feng Shiyan hurriedly flashed to the side, dodging the menacing sword light.

If you look closely, isn't this the knife-wielding bandit who has already been ambushed!

In the middle of his chest was a hollow with white flesh and blood, and he could even see the sound of his heart beating slightly!

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......"

……

"Ah......h

With a terrible scream, Feng Shiyan dodged the man's menacing attack with both hands and feet, and once again began his escape journey.

The approaching footsteps made him can't help but start to panic.

Suddenly, the vision ahead opened up - he finally rushed out of this ghostly woodland.

However, at this time, the place where he stepped was actually an asphalt road, and as far as the eye could see, there was a steel fence and a bottomless cliff not far in front of him.

It began to rain in the sky, and the fine silver needles fell more and more densely, and the whole world was shrouded in a vast rain curtain in a short time.

The sound of chasing behind him faded away, everything seemed to have subsided, Feng Shiyan was drenched in heavy rain and slowly walked towards the railing, and the joy of escaping death came from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that it wasn't until then that he suddenly realized that what he was wearing now was not the original neat haute couture dress......

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Two beams of strong light suddenly lit up, and Feng Shiyan lost his mind for a while, and he was forced to raise his hands, intending to block the illumination of this strong light.

Suddenly, a tall figure walked out from behind the strong light, but due to the too strong light, Feng Shiyan couldn't see what the person looked like.

Retreat, retreat again, until his back, leaning tightly on the railing, Feng Shiyan at this time finally had no way to avoid it!

The strength of his body was instantly drained at this moment, and he could only gasp violently and sit on the ground...... It's like lingering.

Only then did he see clearly that what was directly in front of him was a pitch-black barrel, and along the barrel of the gun, this man ...... Isn't it that old dog!

"Master Feng, go all the way!"

Looking at his sinister smile, Feng Shiyan was desperate for a while.

With the sound of a gunshot, Feng Shiyan fell off the cliff again, and endless screams continued to whirl between the cliffs.

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"Ah......h

With a short roar, Feng Shiyan suddenly opened his eyes and gasped violently.

It's okay, it's just a dream, it's just ...... The scenes in the dream were too real.

At this time, Feng Shiyan only felt endless fatigue all over his body, and could only collapse to the ground softly, unable to move for a long time.

After a long time, Feng Shiyan took a break from this long nightmare, suppressed the headaches that still came from time to time, leaned back against the tree, and sat up.

As far as the eye can see, it is already full of stars.

Only then did he feel that a wave of heat was coming to his face, and the bonfire beside him exuded warmth, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"Whoa."

An ancient street hand handed over a bamboo tube, and the hot air floated, and inside was the already hot stream.

Feng Shiyan was not polite, he took it in a hurry, and he didn't care whether it was hot or not, so he hurriedly put it into his mouth.

Obviously, this pot of hot water has been sitting for a while, and although the heat is still there, the entrance is just right.

After dividing the hot water in the bamboo tube by two, Feng Shiyan completely relieved himself.

He began to re-examine the situation he found himself in.

Beside him, four figures sat around the campfire.

Feng Shiyan blinked his eyes, which were still dry, and squeezed out a few tears to moisten them, and finally could see everything around him in general.

First of all, the man who handed the bamboo tube first.

Even if he sat in place, he still maintained a straight sitting posture, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were embellished, and a heroic temperament arose spontaneously, highlighting the word "positive"!

On his face, the stubble is messy, but he can faintly see the traces of what he has carved, and he is obviously a person who pays more attention to his own image.

From his bright eyes, Feng Shiyan could feel an inexplicable peace and firmness, which made people feel broken.

Beside him, there was a bamboo hat decorated with red tassels that was thrown aside at random, and next to the bamboo hat was the pitch-black spear, which was as deep as ink despite the light of the fire, and there was no reflection in it, and only the head of the spear glowing with silver light shone brightly.

This person is not wearing heavy armor like an ordinary martial artist, and obviously takes a light and mobile route, but the bulging body, even under the shroud of regular clothes, can feel the power of the explosion on his body.

This man is obviously the head of the sect they shouted in front of them just now.

Feng Shiyan raised his hand, clenched his fists, and said softly: "Thank you...... The Grace of a Strong Man to Save His Life......"

He didn't dare to speak much, although he had already made it clear that he had probably crossed over, but he was still a little confused, and he didn't know how to express some words based on this unknown era.

It is said that if you say too much, you will lose, so everything is better to be cautious in words and deeds.

The man nodded, and didn't say much, I don't know if it was because he didn't want to say more, or because he wasn't good at words.

Then he slowly closed his eyes and sat quietly on the side.

But his figure was still vigilant, and Feng Shiyan could even imagine that if there were bandits attacking at this time, what he was about to face would be a thunderous counterattack.

And sitting in the distance through the firelight was the trio seen in front of them.

The two sides are bounded by bonfires, and they are faintly divided into two small groups. Judging from the current situation, the three of them belonged to the same group, and Feng Shiyan was classified as the sect leader by default.

Sitting at the top of the trio was the lean man with good manners, who was staring at Feng Shiyan who had just woken up with interest with his bright eyes.

"Let's talk about it......"

It seems to be just small talk, but it contains unquestionable power, "Who are you?" ”

As if he had received an order, the strong man next to him straightened his waist in an instant, held the long knife on the side tightly, and stared at Feng Shiyan deadly.

"Small...... Villain...... Under ......"

Feng Shiyan didn't know what words to use to describe himself in this era, this person's words seemed to contain an unspeakable power, obviously he had been in a high position for a long time, and his own aura was coercive, which made people involuntarily surrender to it.

"Villain...... It's a cook. ”

"Cook?" As if he had never heard this phrase before, the lean man was a little puzzled, and his eyebrows were tightened, as if he was thinking about something.

"It's the ...... of cooking," Feng Shiyan hurriedly explained.

"This is a new saying, in my Great Song Dynasty, it seems that there has never been such a statement."

The lean man stared at Feng Shiyan closely, as if trying to determine if he was lying.

The result made him very disappointed, because Feng Shiyan was indeed a cook, so he had full confidence in saying it, and it was impossible for him to be shaken by the oppression of his sight.

"Well......" The lean man waved his hand again, as if extremely tired, and closed his eyes again.

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"Song Dynasty, I traveled to the Song Dynasty?"

Feng Shiyan's heart was shocked! As a scumbag, and a scumbag who can only cook, in fact, it makes no difference to which dynasty he travels to.

It's just that at this time, he didn't know that this Song Dynasty was not fundamentally the Song Dynasty.

In this era of being changed by the system, everything is just unknown, and all he can do is to take one step at a time...... Be strong and stay alive!

And what can be done in front of me seems to be to hug a few thighs tightly, and as for the follow-up, I will talk about it later......