C85 (1/2)

When Li Dao opened his eyes once again, he was already in the forest.

The cries of the birds and the mournful cries of the autumn cicadas made the forest seem even more serene.

Looking around, Li Dao knew that he had transmigrated.

He still remembered in the world of battle, after killing a few R's, he brandished the longsword in his hand and a small crack in space appeared. He did not hesitate to step in, and then he appeared here.

”I wonder what kind of world this is, don't disappoint me!”

Li Dao mumbled to himself as he held onto his longsword. He yearned to reach beyond the mortal world's strength. If it was still similar to the Fighting World, then he would truly be a b * stard.

Observing the woods, Li Dao found a small path.

The side of the road was overgrown with weeds. One look was enough to tell that not many people were leaving.

The most important thing for him to do now was to find out some basic information about the world, so that he could plan his future path.

As time passed, the joy on Li Dao's face became denser and denser. He discovered that this was an ancient world.

And the ancient era often represented the existence of martial arts and immortal arts.

As the sun waned, Li Dao walked out of the forest. He turned around and saw a mountain range behind him. No wonder he took so long to walk out.

In the distance, there was smoke rising in spirals. Low, low, and low thatched huts were scattered about. It was a scene of a paradise.

Lowering his head to look at his trench coat, he realized that it did not match the clothes of this era.

But now, they could only bite the bullet and go all out. They hoped that this world wasn't too abnormal and that some peerless masters were hiding in some small village.

Li Dao was obviously overthinking things. As soon as he walked into the village, he realized that this was an ordinary ancient village.

People in the village had also discovered Li Dao, a strange foreigner.

He held the sword of a martial artist in his hand. Although the clothes he wore were magnificent, they were out of the ordinary.

The villagers saw Li Dao and felt fear in their hearts. This was mainly because Li Dao was carrying a sword in his hand, while the clothes he was wearing clearly showed that he was not a commoner.

The villagers looked at Li Dao strangely, but no one came forward to talk to him.