The incident of the blood god in Xiangxi was indescribably terrifying at first glance, but it disappeared without a trace, it seemed to be a big iceberg, diving under the surface of the polar region again.

The haste of appearance, the absurdity of disappearing.

The next time it appears, I don't know if it will smash a huge ship.

Perhaps even more terrifying.

No one can sustain such a large ritual right now.

No one knows whether the artillery ploughing can destroy the gods and demons in people's hearts.

……

On the fifth day after Lin Feng lost contact.

Limited to the last day of the game.

Brother Chen saw the crazy Aite of fans in his fan base, he logged in to the website, and before he opened Lin Feng's live broadcast room, he saw the special effect gifts floating all over the screen on the main page of the live broadcast.

Take a gasp.

Even Brother Chen was shocked by the special effects gifts floating all over the world.

It's not about the money.

He also has money, at least he can brush out these gifts.

The question is, why?

What Brother Chen didn't understand was why this boss would give Lin Feng so many gifts.

"Although I have a few extra money in my hand, the thoughts of the rich guys are still incomprehensible.

Kobayashi: Is this going to process or is it going to buy PG?

With such fanfare? ”

Brother Chen said that he didn't understand, Lin Feng, a lazy dog, had little ambition in the live broadcast, just like he disappeared this time, saying that it was because the live broadcast room was banned, but Brother Chen specifically asked Lin Feng.

Three days of bullshit.

As long as he softens his mouth a little, he can unblock it in three hours.

If he dragged someone.

Three minutes is enough.

This lazy dog took this opportunity to go out and let off steam.

Calls are not answered.

Messages are not returned.

I don't know, I think I'm dead outside?

But this person went out of the way, and there were still people in the live broadcast room who brushed gifts on a black screen?

What's the ingredient of this rich dude?

The special effects of the continuous chapter, the cards are full.

Brother Chen read out the person's name.

[Don't die in a catastrophe, go to the unlucky LG to give away a potato spacecraft, go to the live broadcast room to grab a red envelope]

[Don't die in a catastrophe, go to the unlucky LG to give away a potato spacecraft, go to the live broadcast room to grab a red envelope]

[Don't die in a catastrophe, go to the unlucky LG to give away a potato spacecraft, go to the live broadcast room to grab a red envelope]

……

“wdnmd。”

Brother Chen couldn't help but say.

Before he came, the gifts were all on the screen, almost fifteen minutes later.

The network of the broken station is all because he has a trace of lag.

In other words, this boss, in Lin Feng's live broadcast room, smashed almost a dozen W's into it, and this number continues.

Keep climbing.

This scene is generally something that a big anchor from outside does when he is famous.

Lin Feng, a lazy dog, has been curled up in the broken station for so many years.

What is he doing doing this?

The year he signed the contract, there are still a few years to go, and he doesn't look like a person who does this for the sake of signing a contract.

At present, it seems that these gifts have not reached the limit of Brother Bad Luck.

Brother Bad Luck is still spending money like dirt.

Brother Chen has some sailors who communicate with Lin Feng, so they are also very worried about Lin Feng's current state, because no one can contact Lin Feng now, and they don't know what happened to Lin Feng.

I don't know what happened to this boss who suddenly threw money.

Brother Chen had no choice but to continue to call Lin Feng.

Who knew that this time, Lin Feng took it.

Lin Feng: "Hey, Chen~Brother~, what's wrong?" ”

Brother Chen: "Where are you?"

Lin Feng: "Mount Tai is incense one by one here, what's wrong?" ”

Brother Chen: "Someone gave you a gift in your live broadcast room, do you know?" ”

Lin Feng: "Well, I really don't know, I haven't looked at my phone much in the past few days." ”

He was telling the truth.

Lin Feng was on Mount Tai at the moment, and he slammed half of the words he had written into the land of Mount Tai.

Nothing happened.

No one came out to fight him, nor did his authority take possession of Mount Tai with this half of the land.

"If you want to be the king of the mountains here, you can't do it."

Lin Feng clapped his hands, not surprised, nor disappointed.

He is an easy-going person.

If it doesn't work, it won't work, the main thing is that he can't help it, this is a risky move.

In case Tarzan really has a spirit.

As far as the Bixia Fairy in the shrine in front of him came out, he could beat him so that he couldn't take care of himself.

His land scepter could not be made completely.

The land is only half sparse.

If there is more, it will explode, and there will be no spirituality.

Lin Feng used all the wood available on the market, whether it was cheap or expensive, whether it was a piece or a piece.

None of them can carry the role of land sparseness.

Lin Feng has been like an iron man these days, first concocting a wooden guest, slowly "ripening" the wooden guest, and then going to several places, sometimes here in the morning and in the rest of the place at night. The skin of the mountain spider was found in a private custom workshop by him, and now he wears it on his feet.

These boots saved him a lot of effort, as long as he wanted, he could become [Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong] at will, the difference is that Dai Zong relied on a horse (a kind of statue used to burn, using a horse to borrow the power of gods, witches, and Buddhas, which is also a kind of folk magic), and Lin Feng relied on [Mountain Spider Boots].

The ancients did not deceive me.

Boots made of mountain spider skin are indeed very wonderful.

He is now outside the Bixia Temple in Mount Tai, and now he will not fall to his death if he jumps from here.

With shoes on, jumping from above, he can glide.

Not to mention the fogged wind, he returned to the fog capital, and his cultivation went from the ninth rank to the eighth grade.

The reason was that he was sleeping, and in his sleep he saw many familiar faces, but all those who had been burned by his flames appeared in his sleep.

Lin Feng knew that it was because there was a connection between them.

They were all impregnated.

Doctor Xie, the nurse I saw that day, and even Xu Nian, the captain of the hospital rescue team and others, were all in their sleep, unconsciously calling a name.

"Compilation".

They wrote in the void before their eyes, and they kept saying the name with a frenzy.

Lin Feng only saw at that time that the word they had written in front of him was exactly the same as the rune he had condensed with the [Taiyin Elemental Body].

It turned out that the rune was [纂].

They were all saying their names.

Lin Feng is numb, and he can't help it.

He casually went in and out of these people's dreams, erasing the word in front of their eyes, not to mention, it was really useful.

My Healing Game

He never entered these people's dreams again.

The main thing is that this kind of entry into the dream realm has a price, just like a dream entrusted by the gods, and the connection is two-way.

Every time he sleeps, he wakes up and enters other people's dreams, once or twice, it's okay, it's always like this, even he can't bear it.

Gods who never rest, right?

The gods don't have a holiday, do they!

007 is even more vicious than 996, right?

This blessing, I don't want it, who do you love, I work to eat, and I don't eat to work!

Pinch the numbness!

To be a deity, you have to work during the day and at night.

Ascending!

Because he didn't die, he was squeezed to death, and sure enough, everyone was not human.

But that's the way it goes.

Lin Feng has also been spinning in the past few days.

First I went to Liangzhou, went to Liangzhou City, and wanted to find the big Huaishu Temple of Master Yangwazi, but no, there were many temples in Liangzhou, the Western Xia, and then the Tantric ones that came down from the plateau, and later the Song Dynasty, rebuilt, restored, and original.

There is everything, except for the big locust tree temple of the master of the sheep baby.

In the past few years, municipal construction has also eradicated many old trees.

Lin Feng could only find the oldest locust tree, stood under the tree, folded his hands, and recited aloud the complete and erroneous six-character mantra.

The people next to him thought he was playing awkwardly, and after Lin Feng finished talking, he gently stroked the old locust tree and turned to leave.

Then I went to the Five Elements Mountain, and really found the Xie family. Xie family is a thief of science and technology, standard science and technology and ruthless work, through the means of high-tech exploration of minerals, coupled with the familiarity with the legends of the county chronicles, after finding the tomb, in the face of a businessman, and the locals signed a contract, pointing to the mountain and saying that they want to plant trees, pointing to the ground and saying that they want to plant wheat, and using an excavator to survey before contracting, and then digging directly with an excavator, asking is loosening the soil.

The reason why Lin Feng knows so much is because there are also his sailors near the Five Elements Mountain, and he asked, the Xie family has been gone for decades, and Boss Xie is still squatting in the class room, this ruthless man has dug a Liao country tomb, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out.

The core members are almost all in prison, and the non-core ones came out and opened an auto repair shop.

Lin Feng followed, asked the "Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty" to steal their genealogy, and took a look.

There is no Xie Chuan, there is no Xie Ang, the genealogy is very detailed and clean, and there is no Xie family who died in the mountains of Xiangxi.

Is it never, or is it because it is involved in Xiangxi, so it is gone?

Lin Feng didn't dig deeper, Xu Nian went back to school, Professor Han said that it was a psychological trauma, and he planned to go to Donghuang, Lin Feng flew directly from the Five Elements Mountain to Mount Tai, and the plane returned to Wudu in the afternoon, and his busy feet did not touch the ground, and he was still free to answer Brother Chen's calls, which was really a father-son friendship.

Returning to the house on the outskirts of Wudu, Lin Feng opened the door and saw a three-meter-tall wooden guest, as well as the old nine lying next to the rabbit cage, the [Fuxi] mask hung on the wall, this house looked "very cultured".

Lin Feng picked up his mobile phone and sent a private message to Brother Bad Luck, asking Brother Bad Air if he wanted to add his personal contact information, and then picked up his helmet and put it on his head.

Gently buckling the game console on his head, Lin Feng heard the sound of the game console turning.

Lin Feng came to a new gate and entered it without hesitation.

This time, he didn't come up rudely and give him a [Yingtian].

It was a little dark in front of him, and soon, his eyes adjusted to the darkness in front of him.

He felt as if he was on a person, walked through the dark, musty hallway, pulled out the key, and walked inside.

It was nearly dusk, and the light was dim.

There was an old man lying on the sofa in the living room, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, the TV was on, and the light inside flickered, becoming the only light source in this cramped room.

He shouted familiarly: "Grandpa, you don't turn off the TV again." ”

Walking in, Lin Feng turned around and saw a documentary playing on TV.

[New Year's Eve to the present]

[Shirt and pants are rotten a few times]

【Dedicated to making money and returning home】

[I don't know how to get in debt and go up]

……

At this time, Lin Feng heard another BGM, this time BGM, mainly pipa, supplemented by a plate drum, mixed with Hokkien dialect that Lin Feng couldn't understand, plus some strange, rhythmic chanting voices, very similar to Siamese.

The old man in the room completely lost his breath, and in the mournful voice, the grief-stricken voice of "Lin Feng" sounded.

"Grandpa."

"Grandpa!"