Guard Liu Chao also sneered and was about to leave.
"Liu Chao, put him on the carriage for me!"
Ning Jin suddenly spoke.
"If you want to save someone, go and pick him up yourself!"
Liu Chao looked down on Ning Jin from the bottom of his heart, and naturally spoke sarcastically without restraint.
"If you are not afraid of wasting time, then we will waste time here to see if you die or not!"
Ning Jin spoke calmly and glanced at Song Shan seemingly without trace.
Liu Chao was startled!
Song Shan naturally also liked to see Ning Jin being slapped in the face, but compared with the great cause of their Song family, slapping Ning Jin in the face really seemed unimportant.
Looking at Song Shan who was getting angry, Liu Chao's face turned black to ashes.
At this time, he could only slowly carry Qin Feng into the car.
However, his mood is not very good?
He couldn't vent it out, so he had to dump everything on Qin Feng.
From a distance, he casually threw Qin Feng onto the carriage.
But for some unknown reason, Liu Chao felt a chill on his neck at this moment, as if a sharp sword had sliced across his neck.
My whole body couldn't help but shiver.
"It's really weird! A ghostly wind appears for no reason!"
Now, he doesn't know that because of his behavior, he has completely buried himself in an abyss from which he can't extricate himself.
Time passes, and another day passes in the blink of an eye.
Qin Feng's consciousness slowly returned, and he opened his eyes in a daze, facing a pair of bright and clean eyes.
In an instant, the image of himself falling into endless time and space flashed across his consciousness.
Coupled with the fact that the figure in front of him was applying some ointment to the open wounds on his body, he already understood something.
He grinned and wanted to speak, but found that not only his eyes were injured externally, but he was also seriously injured internally.
The vocal cords were affected, and even though he was speaking, he was hoarse and couldn't even make a sound.
Perhaps it was Qin Feng's scars that gave the sick young man a feeling of sympathy.
Ning Jin quickly stopped him and said, "You are seriously injured now and need to rest for a while."
Qin Feng's soul was really depleted.
He actually fell asleep again.
As he was dying of consciousness, he seemed to hear bursts of ridicule.
"It turned out to be a mute!"
"Mute! Sick and consumptive ghost! No wonder Ning Jin chose to save the other party. It turns out that he has sympathy for the same person. He feels the same!"
"You said, we might as well help this mute sign up. When the time comes, one of the warriors participating in the martial arts competition in Jiuyuan Mountain will be a tuberculosis ghost and the other is a mute. In this way, things will become very interesting."
"This idea of yours is really good. I support it!"
"Keep your voice down! Don't let Ning Jin hear it."
…
Waves of ridicule were imprinted deep in Qin Feng's memory.
The corners of Qin Feng's mouth gradually revealed a faint smile.
Just as the carriage gradually approached Fengzhou City, Qin Feng's thoughts revived again.
This time he did not wake up.
Instead, focus on the system prompts.
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng for sealing the head of the Supreme Lord and obtaining the Great Divine Conferment Technique!"
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng, for completing the mission and bringing the seven swords into one!"
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng for winning the Heaven and Earth Sword Wheel!"
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng, for getting +2 strengthening pills!"
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng, level +1! Will the player upgrade immediately?"
"Ding! Congratulations to the player for winning the mythical level lottery +1! Do you want to draw the lottery immediately?"
Great art of conferring gods?
This magical power seems to be very suitable for the Lord of Shinto, Taishan Fujun.
The Lord of Taishan Mansion himself is the supreme god of the underworld. He speaks the constitution of heaven and has golden words. If he combines it with the great god-conferring technique, he will surely gain explosive results.
Mythical lottery and strengthening elixir, these are the supreme treasures.
But now it can't be compared with level +1.
After all, Qin Feng was seriously injured, and he hoped to use the upgrade to obtain the mysterious white light to repair his physical body.
"That's right! Emotional value!"
Qin Feng's final explosion was absolutely shocking.
When something spreads, it will definitely gain a lot of emotional value.
Sure enough, when he looked at the emotion value column.
"Emotional value +520165478. Awesome, really awesome!"
There are more than 500 million taunt points. And every moment, the number is increasing by hundreds of thousands.
This is just because the power that Qin Feng burst out at the time was so powerful that there was no record of the illusion crystal at all.
This seems like empty talk, and many people have a skeptical attitude.
Even so, it can still produce such terrifying emotional value.
One can imagine what a terrifying shock it caused.
Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all.
Directly use emotional value to upgrade.
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng for setting foot in the First Heavenly Palace of Creation!"
"Ding! Congratulations to player Qin Feng for entering the Second Day Palace of Creation!"
White light streaked across the body, like warm air currents, traveling around the body.
Both the spirit and the physical body recovered quickly.
But Qin Feng's brows were still slightly wrinkled.
His physical body seemed to have recovered, but those necrotic blood and flesh cells were still shriveled.
Even the dragon elephants have lost their energy and spirit.
If the tiny particles of necrosis cannot be removed, the spirituality of life can be activated.
Even if it is Qin Feng's Nine Transformation Mysterious Technique, each revolution has twelve changes, the future path of martial arts will be affected.
Suddenly, his depressed look disappeared.
It turned out that he saw something on the attribute interface that he had forgotten in the corner, a magical cream.
It only takes one drop, and everything can be restored to its perfect state.
Previously, Qin Feng used a drop of magical cream to completely repair the broken Mount Tai.
The original Taishan only had a little bit of the Black Mountain old demon’s origin, Black Mountain.
Now Qin Feng's physical body is perfect, only the tiny particles of necrosis can be restored, which is naturally an easy task.
Thinking of this, a drop of magical cream fell on Qin Feng's body.
Suddenly, a strange aura spread throughout his body.
They swarm in every tiny particle of necrosis they encounter.
Even though Qin Feng's physical body was seriously damaged.
Facing the existence of magical cream, it can only be repaired bit by bit.
Time passes like this.
Qin Feng has also been awake for several days.
From the simple conversation with Ning Jin, Qin Feng already knew that the place he was currently in was actually the world of China.
The world of China is roughly divided into four regions.
Although China is also called Middle Earth.
In fact, Middle Earth is only the most prosperous place in China, and it is close to the East China Sea. It is a holy land for martial arts practice.
Six of the so-called eight great aristocratic families are in China.
The Northern Wasteland is a bitter and cold land.
At the beginning, Da Luo Dao was a powerful sect in the Northern Wilderness, but it was wiped out by the Holy Mountain, which was a pity.
The Western Barbarians, the western part of the Chinese world, are wild primitive forests.
It is the traditional sphere of influence of monsters.
The sacred mountain of the demon tribe stands among the Western Barbarians. (To be continued)