Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Lin Jinan, as a backup, stood at the end of the team.

All five members of the xianjianzong men's group are here. Before starting down the mountain, leader Zhao Tu held a mobilization meeting in accordance with the usual practice.

Lin Jinan heard straight doze off, and finally forced sensationalism.

Some of the disciples burst into tears, swearing that they would come back to support their master when they finished their trip to the secret land.

All the NPCs were crying with their heads in their arms. Lin Jinan wiped his face, and his emotions came soon.

"Master, I can't bear you." He flew over and held Zhao Zonghe in his arms. His eyes were red and his tears were dripping down.

Ji Shuang was also infected by the scene in front of him. He didn't cry so much, but he also shed a few tears.

"Well, little five, let go of master quickly. He is almost out of breath." Zhang Ziqi, the calm elder martial brother, covered half his face and dragged the younger brother away.

Zhao Zonghe's old face is red, not embarrassed, but out of breath.

The little apprentice, without any reason, gave birth to a strange fragrance, which made him very superior.

"Younger martial brother, you are so fragrant. Are you wearing a sachet?" Ji Shuang also found the smell, and he came close to smell it.

The body had a wonderful reaction, the blood seemed to be boiling hot, Ji Shuang's face was thin, he only smelled it once, and he did not dare to get close.

"Brother Tong, how strange is the pill used for upgrading? It still has its own body fragrance after eating it?" Fragrance is emitted from the blood, will be more and more strong with the body temperature, but also with a certain kind of unspeakable effect.

"Mr. Lin, you eat too much." For the first time, the system saw people swallowing pills into their stomachs like a whole, without even chewing.

Lin Jinan touched the tip of his nose. He has no privilege in this world. If he is bitten by a monster, he will not die, but his body will hurt!

So, he can only get stronger! Try hard to become stronger!

"Younger martial brother?" Ji Shuang looks at the youth attentively, the younger martial brother has been in a daze for a long time.

"Ah, yes, I am wearing a sachet." Lin Jinan returned to his senses and grinned dryly.

A group of people, out of the door, ready to fly the imperial sword.

The original owner's immortal sword had no name. He didn't like to use the sword, so he kept it in the storage ring. The dust fell about a finger thick, and the task of naming fell on Lin Jinan.

"Moyang, come on." Lin Jinan summoned a fairy sword. The whole body of the sword was transparent, showing a light ice blue color.

The body of the sword is wrapped in aura, sending out a piercing chill.

The sword is three feet and two feet long and about half a finger wide. The body of the sword is shown with light lines, and suddenly becomes several times as large.

Lin Jinan stands on the sword. Moyang and his master conclude a spiritual contract and possess spiritual consciousness. The fairy sword is one with its master. It can sense the change of the master's mood.

It's nearly two or three hundred miles from xianjianzong to the world. It only takes an hour to get there.

Standing on the sword, the feeling of flying is very wonderful. Lin Jinan is in the clouds, and the flowers are everywhere.

The system cuts a lot of pictures, and the original image is very resistant without filter or P-map.

Smallpox City, bustling, large and small shops full of the whole street, the air is full of a hundred kinds of flavor.

It has the smell of food, the smell of rouge, the smell of flowers