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Chapter 2 Wind Treatment

The old priest and villagers walked to the coma Lin Feng. A healthy and sunny young man with refreshing short hair and wearing a strange casual clothes on the top and bottom. He was a little different from the dress of the residents of Fengzhi Mainland, but he looked very comfortable and handsome.

"He is about to wake up." The villagers looked at Lin Feng in unison. Lin Feng's body twitched a few times, his eyes were about to open.

Lin Feng opened his eyes tiredly. In front of him, he did not see a warm and comfortable hospital, nor a gentle and beautiful nurse, but a circle of villagers wearing ancient clothes. The leader was an old man wearing a white priest's robe, holding a staff, and a sacrificial hat.

Lin Feng was startled: "Damn? Acting..."

"Oh!" He grinned and shouted, it turned out that the wounds that had touched the body. The wounds collapsed and blood flowed continuously. Lin Feng moaned in pain.

"Injury..." The old priest realized that Lin Feng's body was covered with scars.

After the pastor is transferred to a priest, the priest can be transferred to a priest, priest and bishop. The priest is a wise man who presides over the sacrifice. He has the ability to peek at the secrets of heaven. The priest has the ability to heal and the bishop has the ability to exorcize the demons.

Priests can also heal their wounds. The old priest is obviously not a high-level cultivation. He is too old and his magic has passed away. After looking at Lin Feng's injuries, he thought he was powerless: "Go and call the village chief and Pastor Emily, act faster."

"Yes!" A villager ran out quickly.

Lin Feng, who was lying on the ground, had already been stupid. He was not a hospital, a car accident scene, no players who bought game helmets, no media or reporters, and not acting...

Traveled through time?

Lin Feng couldn't believe it and thought: Has he traveled through time?

"Child, where are you from?" the old priest asked slowly.

"Earth...China..." Lin Feng said tentatively.

The old priest was stunned: "Child, I'm asking you, where are you from?"

"Crash..." Sure enough, I came to an unknown place. Fortunately, there was no problem with communication, otherwise I would have cried to death.

"Old man, why am I here?" Lin Feng was a little depressed.

"This is Kafeng Xiaogu in the North Ice City of Fengyue Kingdom. We are praying to the goddess Fengyue. The lightning in the air suddenly opened a space portal and you were teleported here."

"Where are you from? You can actually open the portal, with at least level 80, right? Or do you have the magic of space teleportation?"

Lin Feng felt aggrieved: I have been practicing Chinese martial arts since I was a child, and I don’t know if it is considered as the magic of space teleportation.

"Wait...the strength of level 80..." Lin Feng was stunned and actually used numbers to divide his strength. Why did he sound like the level in the game? He became more and more confused about his current situation.

"Teleed over by the portal of lightning?" Lin Feng murmured to himself.

"Child, do you remember? Where did you come from?"

Of course, Lin Feng knew where he came from: Earth, China, his own streets and house numbers.

Obviously not suitable to say it: "I feel a little buzzing in my head and can't remember it."

"The village chief and Pastor Emily are here." A shout came from behind, and the crowd separated to the sides. An old man in his seventies and a young woman in his thirties came over.

It's like being struck by lightning!

What a beautiful and mature young woman, her long black hair fluttering and flying, her eyes that were as attractive as autumn water, her white skin as jade was like mutton fat, which set off a beautiful and flawless face, and a wide priest robe on her body showed a perfect curve and figure.

"Pastor Emily, the child's injuries are serious. I wonder if you can treat it?" said the old priest.

She turned out to be the pastor Emily. Emily nodded and walked up, leaning over to check Lin Feng's injuries.

"What intoxicating eyes..." Lin Feng's heart trembled, and the eyes of the stunning noble lady Emily were like intoxicating autumn water, containing a deep story that almost made people fall into it. However, Lin Feng was soon amazed: It was so tempting and upright.

Emily leaned down, her hot figure and perfect curves appeared before Lin Feng's eyes. The priest's robe was graceful and concave, and the elegant curves were like intoxicating roses. Lin Feng's angle vaguely saw the deep temptation...

"Gulu." Lin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva in secret, and his body changed a little, which immediately affected his injury.

"Oh!" With the help of painful moans, Lin Feng did not dare to peek there, otherwise he would have exposed himself in front of everyone. He was just an idea: "I was dizzy and almost seduced to death!"

Emily checked Lin Feng's injuries: "Fortunately, it's just skin trauma, no internal injuries, and the intermediate healing technique can help him recover."

"A gentle breeze of life, give me the breeze of blessings, let life fly, and let vitality be rejuvenated..." Emily sang softly, her elegant and mature voice was like a fairyland, a breeze rippled in her hands with the spell, forming a white light.

"Healing painful injuries - intermediate healing technique." Emily opened her jade hand, and the holy breeze in her hand sprinkled towards Lin Feng. A gentle breeze blew over her body, and countless injuries on her body recovered one by one, leaving no wounds or traces.

"Magic..." Looking at the holy breeze and listening to the elegant spell, Lin Feng silently recited: Have you traveled through time? Traveled through time to another world, it is a magical world...

"Traveling to another world?" bit his tongue: It's not a dream...

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