The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1202

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
Page 1202
Hehe, it’s a good plan, but the old document, why can’t my lord understand what kind of war weapon it is, except… the city wall is… the city gate.”
The old clerk adjusted his robes and changed his career, saying, “My lord doesn’t understand, and I don’t understand either!”
Fatty suffocated, and said in a rage: “Looking for death!”
The old clerk said helplessly: “I really don’t understand.”
Fatty rubbed his belly abruptly, and said in a puff of breath, “Don’t worry about this for now, anyway…I don’t understand it for a while.”
Speaking of this, he waved his hand in a big way: “Recruit troops and horses, there are not enough guards for this official, and the Lord of the City also promised me that I can recruit non-commissioned officers in Wuyun City.”
Chapter [-] Watching the old clerk spread out his hands: “Follow the instructions of the adults.”
The fat man got out of the carriage, clumsily climbed onto the roof of the carriage, stood up staggeringly, and raised his arms, “Hey, everyone…”
Before the words were finished, suddenly “squeak… le”
With a sound, both feet sank.
“Wow!”
Boom! The fat man smashed through a big hole in the roof of the car, and even the bottom of the car “squeaked… le”
It made a sound, making a shrill scream that it was about to be broken.
Hey, hey… The thin horse turned his head and grinned like he was laughing wildly.
The old clerk put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the carriage sadly, without any intention of helping, he murmured in a low voice: “Aiya, it will take hundreds of broken crystals to repair it, so I have to save a few meals. Oh!”
The situation here attracted many passers-by.
“What’s that pig doing?”
“Auntie, the white pig fell into the ditch, and it’s still screaming.”
“Honey, that’s not a ditch, it’s a white pig that fell from the bottom of the car.”
“…”
Suddenly! Bang! A big round and white hand broke the plank and stretched out, “click”
With a bang, the car board was buckled, and then, an iron-green fat face was exposed in front of the person, and the three chins kept shaking, turning red with anger.
The dense sound of crackling sounded at the right time, and light and shadows like electric snakes suddenly formed in the air. The birth was constantly filled with conflicts, bringing a coercion like thunder, which instantly induced a suffocating shock. aura.
The coercion of life level! At the scene, there was silence for a while, and many civilians lost the courage to speak, and only stared at the fat pig crawling out of the ruins in horror.
Primordial Essence! The old clerk glanced at the more tattered carriage, and sighed: “Why are you urging Primordial Essence, and hundreds of broken crystals.”
The fat man crawled out of the rubble of the carriage and glanced straight at the crowd.
The eyes are full of majesty, showing the momentum of the superior.
“The body is still so round!”
The old clerk shook his head and sighed.
Chapter 162 Fatty can’t help but suffocate
Hey, hey! The thin horse nodded in response.
Fatty glanced at the old clerk in dissatisfaction, and turned to face the crowd. Seeing that everyone had regained their ability to move, and all looked at him with awe, he coughed and raised his arms: “Every…”
“Wow! Primordial cultivator.”
Before he could speak, there was a burst of exclamation at the scene.
“What a powerful primordial essence, I don’t even have the strength to speak.”
“Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand, that’s the coercion of the life level! I was able to take a few steps back just now. I don’t even dare to speak like you.”
“Dude, don’t take life levels too seriously.
If not for targeted pressure, ten people and 10 ordinary people can fully share it.
On the battlefield or in group battles, I still buy a lot of talisman carvings to kill the primordial embryo.
The people are very powerful!”
……
“Auntie, can a pig be a primordial cultivator too? Your arms are like bamboo shoots.”
The child had just recovered from the discomfort, and when he heard the different opinions, he couldn’t help but curiously pointed at the fat man’s milky voice and asked.
The child’s mother patted his head and said seriously: “Look, pigs can also cultivate into a primordial fetus, you must work hard.”
“Well, I see!”
Fatty: “…”
He glanced at the child out of the corner of his eye, paused, and couldn’t help but glance again.
The child immediately shrank behind his mother in fear, and said fearfully, “Fat pigs are scary.”
The mother said proudly: “It’s all right, it’s a fog cloud.”
After hearing this sentence, the fat man’s eyelids couldn’t help but jump.