future game space

"This is a collection of poems by Li Bai from the Tang Dynasty!" Luo Renjie said hurriedly, "This is not a sword manual for warding off evil spirits!"

As he said that, Luo Renjie turned to the first page and read: "There is bright moonlight above the bed, which is probably the frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. - Say hello to my old uncle on behalf of my father... Who is my old uncle?"

"

Zhang Yang bought this collection of poems temporarily, and of course he had not read it, otherwise he would have figured out who his uncle was in an instant.

Everyone in the martial arts world widened their eyes.

…

Lin Ping's old house.

Nanny Lu Chen was stepped on by Zhang Yang on her shoulders and stepped on the table under her feet. Zhang Yang worked on the room for a long time and finally took off a dusty baggage and jumped to the ground.

Lu Chen looked at the baggage and asked hurriedly: "Is this the evil sword manual?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said: "Let's leave now!"

"Leave? It's too late!" Several voices suddenly came from outside the house. The wooden doors of Lin's old house were all broken open in an instant, and the night wind outside the house also blew in.

Looking at this large group of game space players with blue lights on their bodies, Lu Chen's legs became weak.

At this time, a loud sound like thunder exploding on the ground suddenly came from the sky: "Congratulations to player Zhang Yang for getting the evil-proofing sword manual. Player Zhang Yang and player Lu Chen each received a reward of thirty points!"

Zhang Yang turned to look at Lu Chen, and Lu Chen was also looking at him.

"Oops, it's still a step too late!" A sturdy Songshan player wearing a red shirt shouted and rushed forward, "Since you got the points, then go to hell!"

At this moment, all the game space players who surrounded the old house swarmed up and rushed towards Zhang Yang and Lu Chen.

Zhang Yang put his hand on Lu Chen's shoulder, and then the two of them were instantly enveloped in a cloud of black air and disappeared into the Lin family's old house.

In the bloody space, Zhang Yang yelled: "These people reacted so damn fast, they almost died there."

After Zhang Yang cursed, he looked at Lu Chen. Lu Chen's legs were still trembling, his face was pale, and he stammered: "Where are we going now?"

"Go back to the inn first and take Lin Pingzhi away." As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, the two of them had already arrived at the inn. Fortunately, after the space magic cools down, it does not depend on the number of uses, but on the usage time. How many times can it be used in ten seconds?

Use it as many times as you like.

Lin Pingzhi, who was lying on the couch, was directly taken away by Zhang Yang. Even if he was sleeping, Lin Pingzhi's hand was still holding the divine sword tightly. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang and the other three were already twenty miles away from Fuzhou, and the use of space magic

The time finally reached ten seconds, and Zhang Yang and the other three fell heavily into the woods.

Standing on the ground, Zhang Yang looked at Lin Pingzhi and Lu Chen who had fallen to pieces, frowned and said: "Your reaction is too poor, right?"

Lu Chen said with a bitter face: "With your skills, of course you know when the time is up. You didn't even remind me. Can I fall as beautifully as you?"

"You won't die anyway." Zhang Yang touched his nose.

Lin Pingzhi also woke up, opened his eyes, vomited out all the grass in his mouth, and then shouted: "Where is this? Who wants to hold me hostage? Are you forcing me to draw my sword?"

"Pull out your sister's sword!" Zhang Yang, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally couldn't help but kicked Lin Pingzhi on the butt.

Lin Pingzhi staggered to the side after being kicked, and finally stabilized his body. Then he looked at Zhang Yang intently and said: "You are crazy! I am your young master! Don't you want to die by my sword?"

"

Zhang Yang kicked him forward again. Lin Pingzhi's divine sword had already been released from his hands. Zhang Yang stepped forward to take the divine sword, and just as he was about to speak, Lin Pingzhi said first: "I understand! I understand everything! Zhang Yang,

I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person! Not only do you covet our Lin family’s evil sword manual, you also covet the divine sword in my hand! Do you dare to give me a chance to draw the sword!”

"Pull out your sister's sword!" Before Zhang Yang could rush over, Lu Chen had already punched Lin Pingzhi and knocked him unconscious. Then he looked at Zhang Yang and said, "What is in your hand is really a magic sword? Why am I here two thousand years later?"

Didn't you hear anyone mention it when you were watching Swordsman?"

"The Swordsman after two thousand years? To what extent will it be remade..." Zhang Yang said with a wry smile, and then he pulled out the sword from its sheath with a strong effort of his arm.

Looking at the rusty iron sword, Lu Chen's eyes widened and he exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my god, is this the divine sword? Damn it! Not to mention seeing blood, even cutting up a chicken is impossible, right?"

"

Zhang Yang nodded: "It's just that I kept fooling him, but I didn't expect this guy to actually believe it."

"Then what should we do? How will you join the Five Mountains Sword Sect next? If you don't join one of the Five Mountains Sword Sect within the remaining half month, you will die..." Lu Chen became sad and suddenly

Shocked, he shouted: "I will fucking die too!"

Zhang Yang sighed: "There should be many people who believe in this divine sword, but there are also some who are dubious, and some who are dismissive, but the heads of the Huashan, Taishan, and Songshan sects should be very interested in this divine sword."

I firmly believe it, but it’s much harder to fool them than to fool Lin Pingzhi, so let’s put this divine sword somewhere first.”

"Throw it in your backpack." Lu Chen shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he patted his right arm, and Milly appeared in front of him again. Looking at Zhang Yang's magic sword, Milly covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhang Yang's whole face looked like the word "囧", and then he said: "Throw this divine sword into your backpack first."

Milly nodded.

If it weren't for Lu Chen's sudden reminder, Zhang Yang would have forgotten even the backpack, but when he saw the three grids on the backpack, Zhang Yang's face turned ugly again: "Why are there only three grids?"

"The backpack is the same as the level." Milly said.

Zhang Yang nodded, and then threw the divine sword directly to Milly, but Milly did not pick it up. When the divine sword appeared in front of her, the divine sword disappeared instantly.

Milly entered Zhang Yang's right arm again, but Zhang Yang was thinking about how to enter any of the Five Sacred Sects as soon as possible. The Divine Sword is definitely unreliable, but without the help of the Divine Sword... He has been thinking about it in the past two days.

He also stole the limelight. The Songshan sect will definitely not be able to go. The Huashan sect... When he thought of Yue Buqun, Zhang Yang shuddered all over. Then Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly asked Lu Chen: "Are you in the Huashan sect?"

Haven't you gone to Siguoya to look for Dugu Nine Swords for such a long time?"

Lu Chen almost cried and said: "How can you not go? Damn it! The Siguoya trap only has the moves to crack the Five Mountains Sword Sect. If you want to learn the Dugu Nine Swords, you must first defeat Feng Qingyang! I can't even fucking

I haven’t even seen Feng Qingyang’s face!”

Zhang Yang suddenly sympathized with Lu Chen...