Lin Feng was puzzled, he hadn't woken up from the game yet, and he turned his head to see Li Jianfeng.

Lin Feng hadn't seen Li Jianfeng - he hadn't looked in the mirror.

But he has seen the Li family, they all look very "pure", from Li Junsheng to Li Jianfeng's father, his third uncle, they all look the same, they seem to have strong family characteristics, noses, such noses are extremely common on the faces of the Li family, you can know it at a glance from a distance.

Lin Feng went out and met the Wutong Immortal, and saw Li Jianfeng in a blink of an eye, it was difficult not to suspect that the Wutong Immortal had some unknown connection with Li Jianfeng.

For such guests who came from afar, Lin Feng did his best - this is a kind of respect.

Although there are some miscalculations of strength.

Fukou: The pre-Qin is weird, the god of blood and food, the temple of Emperor Guan, the incense of the concubine, the Confucian scholar of Zitong, the scholar of the Tang Dynasty, the witch of the Chu State, and the existence of the national court sacrifice can not be eliminated.

Wudu: Li Jianfeng.

The filaments of the [net], Lin Feng under the eighth grade, cast them, there were twelve, all of them pierced into Li Jianfeng's body, Li Jianfeng wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all.

What's even more terrifying is that I can't help myself.

He was so stiff and rigid, walking slowly towards the front.

Look at the young man in front of him with his finger.

Lin Feng moved his fingers, and he could master all the actions of Zi Li Jianfeng, and the first time he used [Luo Net], Lin Feng was also a little surprised.

Li Jianfeng felt in horror that his soul seemed to be in the hands of the young man in front of him.

The man in front of him is his master.

Say yes.

【Qi Observation Eye: A Glimpse】

[Name: Li Jianfeng]

[Type: Human (Nanyang Corpse Gu)]

[Strength: Nine Pins]

【Skill: Confusion】

【Luck: None】

[Threat: Very low]

Lin Feng was also using [Luo Net] for the first time, he looked at Li Jianfeng who came over, his gaze was on his (Nanyang Corpse Gu), and he glanced at it.

Nanyang, corpse Gu.

But it was used on people.

Ancient Witchcraft vs Nanyang Corpse Gu.

At present, it seems that this recipient has a little bit of a dish, and the level of the practitioner is not seen for the time being.

[Net] is an aid to ancient shamans when they dance, and it is used to complete some operations that can really please the gods.

The Chu people believe in the spirit.

When people are dancing to please the gods, spirits will appear and observe witches from the heavens, the bottom of the lake, and the mountains and forests.

The dancing witches belonged to the upper ruling class, and during the Spring and Autumn Period, the number of non-war losses in each year of the Chu State was extremely large.

Most of them were sacrificed as sacrifices.

All are slaves.

Of course, the same is true of the aristocracy, that is, during the Warring States Period, the divine sacrifices of the Shang Dynasty gradually retreated, and the nobles of the Chu State also had to be sent to the altar.

It is well known that nobility was a better sacrifice than prisoners of war and slaves.

Among the human beings, nobles are of the highest rank, treasures that please the gods.

After sacrificing to them, the gods will be pleased and give rewards.

The state of Chu worships the god of the river, and the dancers on it are witches. What is thrown into the water is the sacrifice, and the real unlucky ones are not the people who are sacrificed - the sacrificed, at least in the first few months of life, can still be fed and clothed, and can enjoy a few days of human life, the real unlucky are those who are alive, but they have to be constantly exploited by the bottom slaves, they are not even qualified to be used as sacrifices, even if it is a higher level than the slaves, it is just the food of the nobles and gods.

The state of Chu and the king of Chu himself may be the witch itself.

He is both a witch and a monarch.

No one can rebel against the gods and the monarch?

Even the little witch had to "voluntarily" give the big witch a burial.

The truly dark era of blood food - for the small people of Shengdou.

Lin Feng looked at Li Jianfeng's sluggish movements, and motioned for the [Guardians of the Galaxy] to go up and help Li Jianfeng.

The [Guardians of the Galaxy] stepped forward, and Lin Feng finally knew why the thief liked the [Five Ghost Carrying Technique].

[Five Ghost Carrying Technique] When you carry something, it really disappears with a gust of wind.

There is no trace left, unless it is the same extraordinary power, otherwise, if you want to make a fortune by relying on the [Secret Method of Stealing the Door: Five Ghost Handling Technique], it is too punishable!

Even Lin Feng didn't understand how they disappeared, and when he turned his head, he saw Li Jianfeng appear in the courtyard, and several old brothers stood aside.

Li Jianfeng's frightened eyes drifted around, and he didn't understand why things were like this - how could anyone be so powerful?

His eyes caught a glimpse of his nails on the ground, and he became even more flustered.

The toenails of the Wutong Immortals?

What did this young man do in front of him?

How did he do it?

Li Jianfeng is completely messy, shouldn't this moment be a complete era of the end of the law, and all laws are extinguished?

Why is there still someone in front of them besides them, and they can still act?

His eyes kept shaking, and he didn't have the kind of victory in front of him at all, Lin Feng took the cup from his hand, saw this logo, and frowned.

I've seen this logo more than once.

Guanshan Kiln Cultural Festival.

Is it a mountain view, kiln culture, or a mountain view kiln, a cultural festival?

Lin Feng checked, but didn't find out the clue.

Putting this matter aside, Lin Feng looked at Li Jianfeng and was a little disappointed: "Old man, you haven't learned a little bit of the city.

If you had half of Li Junsheng's city, you wouldn't have fallen into this field. ”

If Li Junsheng was here, he would definitely not have such a big reaction.

When he said this, Li Jianfeng became even more terrifying.

He thought that Lin Feng was a "monster" like his fifth uncle.

Lin Feng picked up the [Lao Qu's Carving Knife] and carved the [Guan Di Noodles] without hurrying.

He came out just now, and without reacting, he gave a newly learned [Sword Talisman: Breaking the Army] outside the door, and a sword went out, which was nothing in Fukou, but here, it was purely a dimensionality reduction attack.

Last time, I had no experience, and I was exhausted with a sword, and I almost destroyed half of the Fukou.

This time, he had spare strength, and with a sword, he cut open the curtain in front of him, and saw the grass hall that had been infinitely weakened.

Lin Feng saw the grass hall for the first time, and immediately, the grass hall was cut open by his sword, revealing the existence inside, and the cyan corpse wanted to look towards this side sluggishly, but it was repelled by a strong repulsive force, and there was no trace.

Leaving a piece of nail behind.

Really, it means a few words.

Wutong Immortal [Corpse], his grandmother can appear.

Corpses cannot.

There is not enough traction for them to come.

As long as it is forgotten enough, everything will disappear.

Lin Feng picked up the nails on the ground, thought for a while, and motioned to [His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas], [Puppet Master] and [Guardians of the Galaxy] to all go out, he played music, and found that when he asked these old buddies to run, it was as if he had pressed the mute button here, and no sound could be transmitted.

As expected.

The old brother who was carried by the portership can block the sound.

Burglary.

Stealing silently.

Lin Feng could only say, good skills.

This secret method of stealing the door is really common and new, he picked up the wood and wrote and drew on it.

One time.

[Lao Qu's carving knife] drew many stripes on the [noodles] in front of him, which was not good-looking or ugly, and even a little nonsense.

Nu opera, originally a kind of dance from the sacrifice, but under the changes of history, Nu opera, in fact, is more like a cultural inheritance, everyone uses [Nu opera] to pray for disasters, used to unite the mind, even if you don't understand anything, it is good to simply look at the excitement.

In the era of the end of the law that Lin Feng saw in [Wu Village].

Even people who don't have mana have the help of the charm of [Noodles] and want to suppress the guide.

Shen Yun is a thing that cannot be said or touched, just like air, you can feel it, but you can't do without it.

It's real, that eyebrow, that eye.

For example, the [Guan Di Noodles] that Lin Feng is painting now naturally carries a kind of slaughter, just like the feeling of slaughter that is revealed when Zhou Laohan raises his knife.

Lin Feng hadn't seen that face, and Lin Feng didn't plan to find a face of Master Guan from the Internet.

He knows his tricks.

According to Chaosai's painting, a person who can draw a hedgehog, even if a face of Master Guan appears in front of him, he can't draw it.

He remembered that trace of charm, and remembered the moment when he raised the knife!

"Kacha"!

The idea of slaying demons and eliminating demons, that ruthlessness, is all on this face, Master Guan has many faces, and Lin Feng only remembers one side.

The "evil" of subduing demons and eliminating demons!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill the ghosts, slaughter the spirits, kill a bright and clear world, kill the wicked people who are cut off, the heads are rolling, the blood is drifting, the killing is afraid, and the killing is ruthless.

This face is [Emperor Guan, Fierce God and Evil]

Only by punishing evil can we promote good.

As soon as Lin Feng carved it, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his subordinates "walked the dragon and snake", and the condensed spirit and spirit, accompanied by his carving knife, were frozen on this face.

In Li Jianfeng's panicked eyes, a new [Noodles] appeared in Lin Feng's hand.

This noodle is not colored, and the wood is not soaked in water - this means that if it is not soaked in water for a long time, it will crack in the sun.

A good noodle must be made of raw materials that have to go through a lot of procedures before it is portrayed.

There is no such thing as a noodle.

This seems to be a game, Lin Feng coiled this thing for a while, and motioned for the [puppet master] to come out and bring this thing on his face, who knew that these old buddies under him were afraid one by one.

They all looked at this [noodle] in awe.

"You'll die if you bring it."

Finally, the elder brother of the [Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty], who had been cultivated for the longest time, spoke.

He explained the reason why these old brothers were reluctant to wear masks.

[Bring it to death].

Is there still such an effect?

Lin Feng looked at the mask in his hand and handed it to the [Your Majesty's Seven Martial Seas] elder brother, "They will die, will you die?" ”

[Bartholomi] stretched out his hand and put on the [Guan Di Fu Noodles], and in an instant, Lin Feng felt that his momentum had changed, and it seemed to become even taller and more majestic.

is obviously still that kind of person, but when he wears a mask, it seems to have entered the role.

Fierce gods!

There was even a trace of invisible killing intent in his hands.

He raised his hand, ready to slash again.

After the face, his eyes became extremely fierce and full of fighting intent.

What's more.

Wearing this mask, his temperament has changed greatly, and with the appearance of his momentum, the old buddies around him obviously have a trace of fear of him.

It's still that tall.

However, Lin Feng felt that he had become tall again, and there was a kind of indifference that overlooked all beings.

"There's another way."

Lin Feng stared at the fierce mask in front of him, and his heart was not flustered at all.

Fear?

He wasn't afraid at all.

A mask, what is there to be afraid of.

If Emperor Guan really comes, well, if he really comes, let's talk about it.

Lin Feng stood aside with his hands behind his back, and suddenly saw that Li Jianfeng beside him had some new changes.

……

High seas.

Yacht.

Hazardous areas.

A man with a sallow complexion and a half-sleeved floral shirt sat on the boat, and he was very uneasy and took a puff of cigarette.

It's just that this cigarette is not burning tobacco leaves.

This is a rather evil method, in which the ashes of a person who has died are used.

This is also a kind of borrowing yin longevity.

It's just that this kind of borrowing yin longevity is too much evil than kowtowing to his own son.

Even if it's Hei Ayan, I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand such a backlash.

It's not cornered.

As long as people are clear-headed, they won't mess around.

After all, there are indeed a lot of means to make a living, and the gods don't help with the method of "borrowing yin longevity".

Evil will only fall into the well when you are in trouble.

The incense in front of me burned very quickly, as if it had passed through a strong wind, and the incense was blown up quickly, and it entered a certain thing in front of me.

The thing was sucking incense.

It's like a bottomless pit.

This yacht is just this one person.

He looked at the disappearing incense, and his face became more and more nervous.

He picked up the incense beside him, and after the lighter was lit, he blew it out!

Blow it out!

Then he inserted it into the incense burner in front of him, and his eyes were quick.

Around him, there were many glass jars, and inside these glass jars, they were either soaked in strange medicinal herbs, or soaked in dead babies, and there were some concocted, indescribable things, floating around him.

It's all in his glass jar.

These potions all have a special color, and the light is drawn in from the outside, which looks very strange.

The light is strange.

Beside him, there is some yin earth.

The so-called yin soil is the soil dug out of the cemetery, but this cemetery is not a cemetery.

This Ah Zhan is a particular person.

Bones, yin soil, some unspeakable oils, and hair, in the big dye vat of Nanyang, there is everything.

He looked at something in front of him and seemed nervous, but he felt a little strange to see his "cub" not move for a long time.

Pulling out a golden pocket watch, he looked at it for a moment.

"It's been thirty-five minutes, why don't you still move, and no news has been delivered?"

"Why don't you move?"

"Something happened?"

He was a little anxious, they all came with a task, not to mention anything else, if the master was unhappy, each of them would have to eat and hang.

The anger of the lord, they can't afford it.

After several fruitless attempts to communicate, the sallow-skinned man made a seal on his hands, lay on his side, curled up on the bed, intending to fall into a dream and forcibly see what was going on.

Then, he opened his eyes and entered Li Jianfeng's body, and then saw a young man with a very strange look in front of him.

"He just finished speaking, and you're a little late."

The sallow-skinned man didn't realize why the young man was speaking, when he saw behind him a man in a rough mask striding over.

[Phew! Sorcerer! 】

The masked man screamed like thunder, making him unstable.

Then a knife!

Green Dragon Glaive!

Blood splattered on the neck, at least three meters!

The sallow yellow Ah Zhan, who was far away on the Nanyang yacht, suffered a backlash and died on the spot!

After his death, there was a "squealing" sound on the yacht.

Something extremely ominous crawled up to the corpse and sucked it heavily.

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