When Mr. Fu transmitted Huang Baiyu from the domain of God, it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

The three Lin Huang also followed the Huang Baiyu and stepped out of the domain.

Looking at the sun that had just emerged from the horizon in the distance, Mr. Fu exhaled a long breath. "The year is closed, and finally you can rest for a while."

"Teacher, take a break for a while. When I have lunch at noon, I will come back with Xiner." Lin Huang suggested.

"Alright, I slept for a while. I was really tired in these days. I haven’t spent so much time on it for more than 800 years." Mr. Fu nodded with a smile.

Lin Huang glanced at Huang Baiyu, and he picked him up and took the blood to the courtyard next door Lin Xin.

Mr. Fu watched the three people leave the courtyard, and then he looked up at the sun in the distance and said, "It’s a new year!"

For a long while, I turned to take the hand to the pavilion behind me.

Lin Huang originally thought that in the last few days of the year, he could stop and take a break. I didn't expect to be on the last day, but I was still taken as a coolie and missed the year with Lin Xin.

When Lin returned to the courtyard of Lin Xin, Lin Xin was still asleep. Lin Huang did not wake her up. A small pavilion in the courtyard put Huang Baiyu down. He himself sat on the stone bench.

The blood was visible, and he walked over and sat on the stone bench opposite him.

"According to the transformation of Huang Baiyu, the three-turn virtual **** should be almost the limit of your method. If it is four turns, I am afraid that even if it is Mr. Fu, it is difficult to detonate the godhead." Lin Huang asked the blood Road.

"The method can still be used, but the virtual **** of four turns or more, the operator may have to be a true god." Bloody thought and explained. "However, there is indeed a lot of uncertainty in the refining of the gods from the outside world. Some of the godheads, before the formal operation, it is difficult to check out the specificity of some, and some may even not even know the refiner himself. Before him, Huang Fuyang, he himself did not know that he was refining and transforming into a congenital fire attribute.

"I think that Mr. Fu really wants to do this kind of business. If you want to do this kind of business, you shouldn't pick up the virtual reality. You can only do half-god business." Bloody can't help but suggest, "After all, the success rate itself is not high. When the situation is as problematic as Huang Fuyang, the death rate is almost 100%."

"I just thought about this." Lin Huang nodded. "Although I hope that there will be more imaginary powers in the gravel world, the strength will be better. But one is the question of success rate, the other one, this kind of The burden of conversion on the teacher is also great. It is not as good as raising the demigod, the success rate is high, and he is also relaxed."

"For the sake of the outside world, we can say that we have only found a way for the half **** to promote the virtual god, and have not found a way to transform the virtual **** god." Lin Huang has already thought about the countermeasures.

After some exchanges with the blood, see Lin Xin still did not wake up, Lin Huang simply took the blood to the headquarters of the dynasty, to the fat soup to eat breakfast.

The fat brother and the fat guy are still the same, the couple are busy in the shop.

The fat brother saw Lin Huang's familiar face and quickly smiled and said hello.

The fat cockroach sees the blood, and the heart of the gossip burns.

"Is the emperor bringing a girl to eat buns today? This girl is so beautiful! People, not me, you, such a beautiful girl, you should take her to a high-end restaurant."

"Fat, your family is very upscale. You see that there are twenty miles in the surrounding area. Which store can queue up more than your family every morning?" Lin Huang smiled and said.

When the fat brother heard it, he quickly smiled and said, "What is it like to eat buns? Our soup is also a must in the Imperial City. Why not be a high-end restaurant?"

The fat blinked his eyes and smiled, but he still said, "The man's mouth is the deceitful ghost! The better you say it, the less you can trust!"

The **** smiled and she began to understand that human beings are a kind of animal.

"He can taste it in his bun." Lin Huang suggested. "If you don't like to eat, there is a kind of sweet rice cake in his family."

The reason why Lin Huang said this is because the **** before eating snacks only eat sweets, the favorite food is candy, followed by sugary drinks and desserts of various flavors, never interested in food such as soup.

But now that it is advanced to the mythical level, Lin Huang is not sure if there is any change in her taste.

Not many meetings, Fat Uncle sent two cages of buns.

The blood color picked up the chopsticks and tasted a small sip. Then he put down the buns and shook his head.

"It seems that the taste has not changed." Lin Huang smiled and greeted the fat brother, "Fat brother, come back to a cage of sweet rice cake!"

"Well, come right now!"

Not many meetings, the fat brother took a cage of glutinous rice cakes. There is not much cage, only four.

The blood smelled and the expression on his face was a little weird.

Judging from the smell, there is a sweet taste, but there is a taste of glutinous rice, she can not be sure of good.

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a bite, the expression on the **** face suddenly became pleasant. Then quickly put a sweet cake into his mouth.

"It's delicious?" Lin Huang knew that this time it was her appetite.

The **** nodded quickly.

Lin Huang had only finished the half-baked buns, and the **** side had already finished eating four sweet cakes.

When Lin Huang saw it, she gave her two cages.

The fat brother looked at it and couldn’t help but remind him, "Our family sweet cake is actually a bit of a stomach. I can eat up to two cages at a time. I don’t have to eat lunch. You can’t eat it, you can retreat."

"The fat brother who is okay, I can't finish it. I will take it away for lunch." Lin Huang laughed.

After the fat brother walked away, the blood quickly swept a sweet cake.

Linhuang's second cage buns have not finished, and the **** third cage sweet cake is finished.

Looking at the **** face, I still looked at myself, Lin Huang raised a brow, "I still want to eat?"

The **** nodded quickly.

"Then let the boss pack two more, and then pack a soup bag, I will bring it to Xiner."

Lin Huang is full of cooperation, and the package of blood color has already been laid.

The two of them got up and returned to the headquarters of the dynasty.

After eating a breakfast, it was already 7 o'clock in the morning. When Lin Huang entered the yard, Lin Xingang got up.

“Hurry and wash, eat breakfast.” Lin Huang put the soup bag brought back and put it on the first floor table.

"Come on!" The voice of Lin Xin came from the second floor.

The blood color also immediately opened the sweet cake and sat at the table and ate it.

When Lin Xin went downstairs, the two sweet cakes packed in blood were all finished.

"Brother, where did you go yesterday? Last year, I kept the year, I didn't see you at all." Lin Xin went downstairs wearing slippers and asked Lin Huang's first sight.

"I was forced by the teacher to work hard in the early morning of the morning. It was almost finished until 6 o'clock this morning." Lin Huang explained with a smile. "Nothing, today is not the first day of the year. I will stay with you tonight. It was made up yesterday."

Lin Xin listened to her mouth. "What does that mean? Keeping the New Year is the end of the last day of the year. Look at the beginning of the new year. It doesn't make sense to make up today."

"Well, make up tonight, go shopping with you tomorrow for a day." Lin Huang proposed the terms of the transaction.

"No, three days!" Lin Xin bargained.

"Well, three days in three days." Thinking about these three days, there should be nothing, Lin Huang agreed with his face.