[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

Song Wenshen lay face down on the ground, the dizziness of death had not dissipated, he looked up in a daze and found that he was back in front of the small thatched hut of the Qionghua faction.

"Help, help me..." He stretched out a hand with difficulty.

The NPCs seemed to realize that this dead dog was the head of their own family, and surrounded them one after another, then touched the wild fruit in Song Wenshen's bag and gnawed it happily.

"Slow...slow down." Song Wenshen tried to save the dignity of the head of the sect, "Leave one for me." Using blank cheats was too exhausting, and the stamina bar turned red before he knew it.

In the blink of an eye, the wild fruit didn't even have a core left.

Song Wenshen was speechless, what kind of group is this.At this time, he heard the system prompt that the task was completed, and asked him if he wanted to upgrade the sect hall, and clicked the upgrade without hesitation.He got up and squatted on the ground to study the thatched hut that was said to be upgraded. How can I say that it doesn't look so dilapidated, at least it can accommodate people.Looking at disciple A and B again, it seems that his complexion has become a little ruddy, and even his appearance is much more handsome.Song Wenshen vaguely felt that the pockmarks on disciple B's face were a little less, and what was even more surprising was that handyman A actually started working with a broom.

The head of Song seems to be enlightened. Could it be that the level of the NPC of the school is linked to the level of the building of the school?If he raises the level of the hall high enough, will he have obedient and obedient disciples?Song Wenshen did what he said, and Ma Liu opened the sect building item in the system, and chose to upgrade to the only lit sect hall.The system prompts that 50 silver is required to upgrade to two levels, and Song Wenshen's expression seems to have eaten shit.In the game, only humanoid monsters can drop money. He has been beating wild beasts for a few days and has never seen what money looks like. He only has the ten copper coins that the system initially gave him.

Take your time, take your time.Head Song comforted himself.

After taking out the last half of the Novice Biscuits, he clicked on the Liuyun sword technique he had just learned.Although the death caused him to drop a level, the loss of his low level is almost negligible. I don't know how the two in the forest are doing now?No matter what, at least one will hang up, Song Wenshen smiled gloatingly. "Liuyun swordsmanship, top grade and low grade." Top grade?top grade! ! !

Song Wenshen was taken aback, he didn't expect the man in black's skills to be so advanced.When using a blank cheat book to copy, the system will automatically downgrade the exercises by one level. As the master, if he passes this set of exercises to his disciples, the system will downgrade another level. It is rare among players.In layman's terms, Song Wenshen can attract many people to join the sect with this set of exercises. "In other words, this turned out to be a high-grade intermediate martial art." He couldn't hide his excitement, and hurriedly chose to learn, and a new icon lit up under the icon of Qionghua School's basic external skills on the martial arts interface.

He pulled out the Hanlong Sword, and the blade of the sword shone brightly in the sunlight.With a flick of his wrist, he stabbed at a passing bird, and then accurately stabbed the handyman who was sweeping the floor beside him.Handyman A's body shook, sprayed blood on Song Wenshen's face, and fell down slowly in slow motion.

"Hey, I'll go!" He was at a loss to support the NPC, and finally there was a worker who must not be reimbursed.Seeing the blood bar above Handyman A's head drop faster and faster, Song Wenshen gritted his teeth and took out the novice blood medicine given by the system in his backpack and stuffed it into Handyman A's mouth.The effect was immediate, Handyman A got up as if nothing had happened.

Song Wenshen stared blankly at the other party sweeping the floor, only to see Handyman A silently rolled his eyes at him, "The head of the house gives way, it's in the way."

"Your uncle's!" This is his only blood medicine!

With an experience, this time Song Wenshen stayed away from the three precious NPCs, ran to the woods and felt good about himself, and it was another sword attack. The Hanlong sword was stuck in the tree trunk and could not be pulled out.When I was onlookers before, I only felt that the swordsmanship of the man in black was subtle and unpredictable, like a flying swallow and a dragon with a graceful attitude.After learning it now, I realize that the essence of Liuyun swordsmanship is to hit east and west by surprise, and for a rookie like him, accidents happen frequently.

Sure enough, it is still a question of proficiency.

Song Wenshen practiced enthusiastically, and for a long time afterwards, the trees of the Qionghua School had strange sword marks.

On this day, Song Wenshen had just reached the tenth level, and the system reminded him to go back to the sect to have a look. He happily ran home to have a look, and the master Song was shocked.

Anyone who sees a dead body lying in front of his house will not be in a good mood. Although the Qionghua faction is too poor, he has already regarded it as his home these days.What's the situation?Song Wenshen stared at the long object in front of the door speechlessly, it seemed to be a male corpse.He cast a puzzled look at the NPC. Disciple A and disciple B held hands under the tree to watch the scenery.

Fuck, you two have this kind of relationship!

Handyman A didn't notice at all that his little friend had broken his sleeve inexplicably, and he was still sweeping the courtyard mechanically.Song Wenshen watched as the other party stiffly swung the broom twice on the male corpse.

Sect Leader Song strode forward to move the pile of rubbish away from the door, but suddenly saw one of the male corpse's hands move, and the slender fingers clasped Song Wenshen's ankle, and the creepy touch made Song Wenshen tremble.

"It's alive!" Song Wenshen lowered his head to take a closer look and found that it was a player.To be precise, this is the third player he has met since he entered the game. The male corpse moved a bit to reveal a face with sunken cheeks, coupled with long black hair that was scattered indiscriminately, it looked like a ghost seeking his life.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Physical strength..." The male corpse opened his eyes weakly, his lips were dry and peeled due to dehydration, "Is there anything to eat?"

Song Wenshen suddenly realized why this man acted like this.He suffered a lot because of the stamina bar before, but later he went to the forum to check it. In the game, if the stamina is lower than 70.00%, he must supplement food, and if the stamina is lower than [-] times, he will not be able to move directly.Looking at the appearance of this buddy, I don't know how long he has been lying here. He must be starved to death.

Out of morality and generosity, head Song took out a wild fruit with a suspicious wormhole in its skin.The male corpse glanced weakly and was very disgusted, "Mouse eats rats, it's inferior."

"Hey! You're still picking at this time." Song Wen gave him a deep look, stuffed the fruit into his mouth, and spit it out instantly.Thinking of the past few days, he lived on wild fruits, which can only replenish a little physical strength after five or six kinds of wild fruits, which probably couldn't keep up with the decline in strength of this male corpse. "Then what do you want to eat?"

The male corpse was silent for a moment. It was so long that Song Wenshen thought he was dead, and after seeing the white light of the system for a long time, he realized that this guy was actually thinking seriously. "The roast duck at Yipinlou, and a pot of warm rouge to get drunk."

"Pull you down." Song Wen was so angry that he kicked him.The male corpse trembled and felt weaker. His long eyelashes slapped Song Wenshen's gaze innocently, as if he had made a big concession, "I want meat."

……

That's all, save people to the end.Isn't it just meat? Head Song took out the body of the poor guide NPC from his backpack, and flung it at Handyman A proudly, "Take it to roast rabbit meat!"

Handyman A ran over, looked at the rabbit meat and then at the head, clasped his hands and said, "Sir, I don't have a dining room."

"What?!" Song Wenshen's eyes almost popped out, and he angrily pointed at the sect's building page to build a dining room, but he was ruthlessly rejected by the system as expected. [Sect level is not enough to build]

Song Wenshen looked at the expectant eyes of the male corpse in embarrassment. The heroism just now seemed to be eaten by a dog in an instant, "Brother, do you eat raw?"

The male corpse shook again, and threw a piece of flint with difficulty. "bake."

I peeled the skin, lit the fire, and roasted it... After a while, Song Wenshen cut off a bloodshot rabbit leg and handed it to the other party.

"How can I do that?" Song Wenshen enthusiastically stuffed the rabbit leg, which could still vaguely look like it was before birth, into the opponent's mouth, "A good boy can't waste food. What's more, if you hang up once, you will lose a level. How can I bear it?" Watching my brother die."

The male corpse choked for a moment, swallowing with a ferocious expression.Song Wenshen looked at the other person's expression, and felt that it was hard to swallow, thinking that this buddy is really capable, and he can't bear what ordinary people can't bear.

The power of the barbecue was indeed infinite. Song Wenshen stuffed half a rabbit, and the cheeks of the male corpse became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the haggard skin even glowed like jade.Song Wenshen paused, and out of jealousy, he rudely stuffed another piece of rabbit meat.

The wrist was clamped, and the male sex ghost slowly sat up and spit out a bone. "It's unpalatable without salt." Song Wenshen raised his eyebrows to signal the other party to let go of him. The male ghost glanced at him, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and the color of his eyes was much lighter than that of ordinary people, "Gu Zhao Ci."

"Song Wenshen."

"Send the God of Plague?" Gu Zhaoci frowned, what kind of name is this?

"It's Jiang Wan who is worrying, who hears partridges deep in the mountains."

"Is there a difference?" Gu Zhao said in his heart, no wonder he was so unlucky today, it turned out that he met a plague god.

"Of course..." Song Wenshen was about to quibble, but he saw Gu Zhaoci's face was as white as paper, and he looked at him with deep meaning.What's the meaning?Eyebrows?He understood almost immediately, Master Song wiped the blood off his face in grief and indignation, it was the second time!He was sprayed with blood again! "Gu Zhaoci, what do you mean?!!!"

"Food poisoning caused serious injuries."

Gu Zhaoci fell to the ground and muttered to himself, "Sure enough, the God of Plague."

The author has something to say: Dacai: The most miserable attack in history...

God of Plague: Gu Zhaoci, you actually suffer, right?

Gu Zhaoci: Get lost.