A morning of cultivation time has passed, Yun Ting stopped when his body felt that he could no longer continue, and when it was time to rest, in a blink of an eye, this was the twelfth day of the Three Kingdoms game, Yun Ting had not taken a break offline, for the current technology, in fact, resting in the game is equal to real sleep, your body will completely enter a deep state in reality, the body's metabolism, cell activity will be reduced to a minimum, only your brain waves are still active working.

Naturally, if you sleep, it is equivalent to that you have slept and eaten in reality, but you have not eaten in reality, but the cranial nerves have already eaten once.

I don't know what happened to the Oneiroi machine, Yun Ting suddenly flashed this thought, opened the friend system, and entered the name of the Oneiroi machine into it, but the system prompted that it could not be added, it seems that he didn't even turn on the friend switch. Helpless, Yun Ting had to turn on the private chat switch, and after waiting for a long time, the Oneiroi machine appeared in front of Yun Ting, but now his hair is the hair of ancient people, and his clothes have changed from a white tight suit to an ancient white Confucian shirt.

Oneiroi held a skewer of barbecue in his hand, the color was golden, and the aroma seemed to come out of it through the image, making the saliva quickly agitated, but looking at the stiff face of Oneiroiji, Yun Ting knew that this barbecue must have been roasted, and the taste must be extremely different. But to be able to roast such a bad taste of barbecue meat so golden and attractive, I have to say that this is also a rare culinary talent.

"Is that you?" In another context, Oneiroi still recognized Yun Ting. The look of surprise on his face flashed, and Oneiroi threw away the barbecue in his hand, spat to show his lack of confidence in his cooking skills, and stretched again, before continuing to Yunting: "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”

"There's something, something to eat, I'm afraid you won't have a good mouth, so I'm here to ask you, and it feels more comfortable to borrow your knife to cut meat."

Yun Ting said this, only to see a flash of light in the eyes of the Oneiroi machine, but he said very calmly, "Where are you?" I'm going to you, and I hope you don't let me down. Otherwise, you will know that my knife can be used to cut pork, lamb, chicken, fish, and human flesh. ”

A delicate dagger suddenly appeared in the hand of the Oneiroi machine, flying on the tips of the five fingers, dazzling, gliding and rolling from a millimeter away from the fingers, it was really frightening whether he would cut off his fingers, but the dream of the god machine did not, his five fingers were still white and slender, and there were no traces of knife carvings on them. The fast and crazy angry knife finally decided to rest, so he stopped, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the clouds, through the image, it seemed that he could feel the cold air on the tip of the knife, the clouds were not afraid, and he couldn't be afraid, this was just a kind of holographic contact, and the Oneiroi machine couldn't run out of it, what was he afraid of?

"Jizhou Julu, you should be in Jingzhou, right?" Yun Ting tried to ask, remembering that in his previous life, the Oneiroi Machine was compiled in Jingzhou, and he ran and met Yun Ting who was camping in the wild, because of the food, the two became friends, as for whether the Oneiroi Machine was guilty of burning, killing, raping, plundering or something, Yun Ting didn't ask much, anyway, the evil and domineering of the Oneiroi Machine are rare!

"Jizhou? It seems to be quite far. Oneiroi frowned.

"There is a post station in the game, every time the hardware, but there is a lot of hardware, and now the game has just started, and it is difficult to make money." Yun Ting said.

In the Three Kingdoms, a thousand copper plates are equal to one silver, and one hundred silver is equal to one gold, and now there are very few players with a few silvers, and there are not many copper plates on their bodies, not to mention that just using the delivery function of a post station requires hardware. Hardware is enough for many players to use all kinds of means and rack their brains to get it, but Yun Ting is not worried that the Oneiroi machine will not be able to get the hardware. Hardware is a problem for ordinary players, but Dream God Machine is an ordinary player? He is not an ordinary person.

"Then you wait for me, and I'll look for you when it's time." After the Oneiroi finished speaking, he simply cut off the private chat. Watching the image of the Oneiroi machine disappear from front of his eyes, Yun Ting suddenly had an ominous feeling, could it be that the Oneiroi machine was going to be published? It seems that the source still contacted him by himself, and then, the Oneiroi machine has no money, of course it will look for money, and then, there is no follow-up.

It's just that I don't know what the Oneiroi Machine is going to do, Yun Ting doesn't have any baggage to think about, and he doesn't have the consciousness to be the culprit at all. Anyway, even if the Oneiroi machine is caught, the government can't sit on him. After thinking for a while, he found that he had no thoughts, Yun Ting pulled out the Qingyu Sword again, and continued to practice the sword, although Yun Ting could not see the hidden attribute now, he could know that there must be an increase, otherwise the Qing Jar Sword would not have made it so easy. What should be thanked even more is Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, without two such high-level sparring partners, Yun Ting's sword skill value would not have grown so fast.

In just one day, Yun Ting has changed from the original one sword to three swords, don't look at the number is very low, this is indeed a rare progress, but it seems that this fast method will soon be useless, the higher the sword art value, the slower the growth, can only break through between life and death, in order to have greater strength, Yun Ting can not say that he is in a life and death battle with Zhang Bao, life and death, life and death, and the one who dies can only be Yun Ting.

If it weren't for the fact that the Qingyu sword was really sharp, it would have smashed Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang's big knife every time, so that the business of the blacksmith shop in Zhangjiacun had become extremely good recently, and the corner of the house was also full of a pile of broken iron. If you don't have a green cylinder sword, you can replace it with some other shoddy weapon, not the three swords of Yunting, only two swords, and you can shatter them to the ground. The broken iron on the ground also became what it is now after dozens of slashes, otherwise with only the Qingyu Sword of Yunting, the Zhang family could be beheaded poor and make them turn from rich to poor.

Time flies, and it's evening again. At this time, in the streets of a small county town in Jingzhou, there was a man in white walking slowly, his long hair scattered at will, still not reducing the sharp momentum, and the man's destination was the county government not far away. Who is this man?

Of course, it was the lawless, evil and domineering Oneiroi machine in Yun Ting's eyes, yes, Yun Ting guessed right, when he said that he wanted to use the horse of the post station to ask for hardware, the Oneiroi machine had already thought about where to get it, robbery is always the fastest way to get money, and it is also the fastest way to be caught. But that's for the average person.

The Oneiroi machine walked to the dark place outside the county office, ran and climbed, and then reached the wall, jumped lightly, landed silently, and entered the county government's house.

"Where the hell is the vault?" Oneiroi muttered to himself.

"Hehe......" Dream into the divine machine chuckled, revealing an evil smile, and in the blink of an eye, there was an answer in his heart. Choosing a room with lights on, Oneiroi walked to the door and knocked softly.

"Who?" There was an inquiry from inside the room. The Oneiroi machine continued to knock on the door of the house, and the sound of "oh" made the people in the room very impatient, but they didn't know that this was an invitation to kill the gods.

"It's coming, it's coming." As the knocking became more and more intense, the people in the room finally became completely impatient, and their voices were full of anger. The door opened, and before the people inside could see who it was, they were pressed into by the Oneiroi machine, and the dagger around his neck made the owner of the house dare not speak, and could only stare at the Oneiroi machine with wide eyes and horror.

"I'll answer you." Oneiroi said indifferently, and closed the door of the house by the way. Seeing that the owner of the house nodded eagerly, Oneiroi asked, "Where is the vault?" ”

"Vault, in ...... In the third room in the backyard, uncle, lord, please don't kill me. The master of the house pleaded, and the appearance was sent to Oneiroi, but the dagger was between his throat, and his neck was at the tip of the dagger, so he could not kneel.

"If you don't kill you, don't make a sound after I let you go, otherwise I'm afraid that the dagger in my hand will not be able to control it." Oneiroi was in a good mood now, so he didn't plan to kill, so he removed his hand, but his dagger was always able to kill whenever and wherever he wanted.

"Yes! ......" As soon as the owner of the house uttered a syllable, a dagger stabbed him in the throat, leaving him speechless except hissing and the "ticking" of blood dripping on the floor.

In a moment, the corpse collapsed to the ground, ignoring the prompt sound from the system, Oneiroi sat on the chair, picked up the kettle on the table, poured out the water to wash the blood-stained delicate knife in his hand, and then took out a white handkerchief and slowly wiped it. I was in a good mood just now, but now it's going bad, and I don't know why my mood will become bad after killing, and I will still choose to kill after I get in a bad mood, and the dagger in my hand won't stop waving until I'm in a good mood.

Gently wipe the dagger in your hand, it seems to be a work of art, it can't be contaminated with any fine dust, just wipe it like this, and inadvertently think of the dreamless person named Yunting, and the mood of the Oneiroi machine gradually turned from cloudy to sunny.

"Let's hope his food is really good." Whispering, Oneiroi showed a bright smile, but the dead corpse next to him, dripping with blood on the ground, made this bright smile have an indescribably eerie taste.

There was a sound of beating the watch outside the county office, and the husband was wandering around the county town to play the watch. At this time, it happened to be the fourth watch, and everything was silent. It can also be regarded as a night when the night is dark and windy, and it can kill people.