Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 633: Master, I was wrong

Latest URL: A long, long time ago, someone asked - table table, who is the most beautiful in this world, the table replied, you are the most beautiful, and then made a sturdy table leg out of this person's bones.

A long, long time ago, the table sat melancholy on the hill, where there was a mountain road, a small pavilion, he would ask passers-by who was the most beautiful in this world, and no matter what passers-by answered, their bones would become Sturdy table legs.

It's still a long, long time ago, and the table doesn't know how much time has passed, but he has 999 strong table legs, firmly rooted in the hills, and he asks himself that no one can overturn him.

Then one day, a man came, and he actually used bribes to answer questions, although the table didn't want him to pass, but who doesn't want good things? Besides, he has a second question.

Then the table received another bribe, and he felt insulted to his intelligence, but who doesn't want good things? Besides, he has a third question.

If the person in front of him can continue to bribe him, he can't let him go—

But this was really a wrong decision. After many years, every time the table thinks of that blood-stained evening, every time he thinks of that chubby, silly-looking man with a fleshy laugh, he has a kind of awl. Heart-piercing pain, like a hundred thousand iron nails poked in the body!

How many times has the table dreamed back to midnight and wondered, how good would it be if I hadn't asked that third question? In this way, his fate will not have any relationship with a man named Mu, let alone now, no, forever, forever being bound here to work as a coolie, never to be supernatural—

"Alas, another dream."

The table lay on the bed, looking at the pale moonlight outside the window, piercing his body like a cold knife, even the watery woman beside him couldn't make him feel half warm.

So he got up and put on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" a murmured voice called out.

The table didn't turn back, but his footsteps paused. There was a flash of scarlet in his eyes. He needed more, beautiful table legs, but the idea came to him. The wooden thorn poked wildly in his heart.

The table staggered out and burst into tears in the moonlight.

He is a weird, extremely evil, weird, desperate for life, blood and even soul, so powerful that even immortal cultivators eat an unknown amount of weirdness.

Now I am forced to marry a wife and have children. When my wife dies of old age, my son dies of old age, and my grandson dies of old age, I get married and have children again.

That **** fat man - Master, I was wrong.

A moment later, the table appeared in the Leyline Dispatching Center as warm as jade, and the smell of his cousin Mu Nan still lingered in the air, which made him extremely shudder and angry. To be able to untangle his tragic fate, yes, as long as his cousin Mu died, he would be free. This was the answer he got when he asked the third question.

But that's impossible, not to mention my cousin Mu's current strength, nor the arrogant thorn in my heart, just that terrifying **** fat man who seems to be able to see everything - Master, I wrong!

"What's wrong with the table? Would you like to take a break?"

Liang Jin asked with concern, but he knew that this mysterious table was a big red man next to Daozu, who had almost all the invisible power in Daozu's hands, so Liang Jin didn't dare to be abrupt.

"I, I'm fine, thank you." The table forced a smile.

"Don't be too reluctant, you have to command and mobilize a whole 1,500 wood demon army, more than 150 billion wood demons, this is very rare, if it is me, commanding so many murderous wood demons Demon, I’m afraid to think about it. This time it’s also thanks to you that you mobilized the Wood Demon Legion to protect the ground and devour the ashes of those three-headed monster corpses. Otherwise, the network of the hidden sword leylines will definitely be damaged, which will lead to some sword energy. It cannot be recycled, so if you can evaluate your merits, you will be the greatest contributor."

Liang Jin praised him without hesitation. He told the truth. The uncle Mu, who came just now, and others all thought that he was a great contributor to Liang Jin, but if it wasn't for the strict order of the Taoist ancestor, He really wanted to say, the real hero behind the scenes is here!

The Hidden Sword Leyline Network is indeed very powerful and amazing, but everything has a problem of attrition. Those violent sword qi storms are not little white rabbits, they are really ferocious and violent. A piece of land that has been flattened can really reduce the dimension of a plane of heaven and earth to the fifth sequence.

In each area, there is an upper limit on the number of sword qi storms that can be endured, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. The army of God has been frantically committing suicide for three days and three nights, and there is still no sign of retreating.

So in a sense, the ancient **** 'Game' is the real smart person, a person with great wisdom, he knows all this, and he is also waiting for the collapse of the hidden sword leyline network. It is a battle of endurance and trump cards. It seems that the wind is smooth and the war is actually extremely ferocious.

Once the Hidden Sword Network fails, the sword qi storm will completely disrupt one's own position, and then be rushed to the ground by the overwhelming three-headed monster, and it will all be over.

The key to all of this lies in the mysterious table in front of him, because only he can command 1,500 wood demon legions.

Now the fellow disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect outside have affectionately called the Wood Demon as the most beautiful allies. This kind of friendship with the same enemy and fighting together is indeed very sincere, but the truth is destined to be buried in the deepest underground. The wood demons who are exiled in a more secret world of Qingmu Tiandi, will they be friendly to the human race? Will they be willing to follow orders?

As an old man who had joined the Heavenly Sword Sect during the Qing Netherworld era, although Liang Jin was a second-generation disciple, he knew quite a bit of the truth. Is the wood demon pure and kind? A good friend of the wood demon? Haha, could it be that you forgot the fear of being dominated by the overwhelming and fully evolved wood demon tide in the early days of Tiandao Niang's birth?

"I don't dare to take this honor!" The table said humbly and authentically, the whole person exuded humility, warmth, calmness, and calmness from the inside out. At first glance, he was a real boss, and he was able to be favored by such a boss. How great and miraculous is the Taoist ancestor who followed with all his heart?

For example, Uncle Mu of a generation of strange people, such as the intelligent and proud Master Qu Shang, Master Tao Yao, plus this mysterious table, ah, Dao Ancestor will definitely be able to create an incomparably great era of Sword Immortals.

I, Liang Jin, how virtuous and capable, can I be born in this great era, and I must live up to the trust of the Taoist ancestors in me.

"Uh, is there any problem with you?" he asked gently on the table, but his heart was very sad. Of course he could see the frenzy in Liang Jin's eyes. I was wrong! The worship of ah, there are many such people in this plane world, and they are often not well-known, but they are all in the most important positions.

What a terrible plan!

Yes, the table now knows that if he controls the Wood Demon Legion to rebel, that **** fat man - master, I was wrong! His nest is bound to collapse, even though his calculations are a series of links, but as long as one link collapses, it will all be over.

However, the person who breaks these links must not be him, and he absolutely does not dare to break them. He can only hope that there is an extremely smart person, someone with extreme strength, who can see through these links and break it!

I beg you, Almighty Lord-man, you are so great.

The thoughts on the table turned sharply, and quickly smoothed the wooden thorn that was 'accidentally' fused by him, alas, where did he accidentally fuse this, it was clearly the fat man-Master, I was wrong, just Then just poke it in!

"There is no problem on my side. After all, the most serious impact was blocked by the Wood Demon Legion, and there are three layers of hidden leyline buffer protection in the earth. Complaints?" Liang Jin asked cautiously.

"No! They dare?"

There was a disdainful smile on the face of the table, but the heart was even more sad. Yes, those wood demons did not dare to rebel, because their ancestors, the four spirit-planting world trees cultivated by special methods, Thrive in the table world?

Well, now that I think about it, he's really stupid.

He thought the fat man—Master, I was wrong. He had been forgotten for a long time, so he secretly rubbed various developments in the world of the table, and even created a wood demon army with the characteristics of a spiritual plant, and then a wooden thorn pierced all the good things.

Although he was extremely reluctant at the moment, the table reassured him again that, in short, he could never go wrong in the part he was responsible for.

"Don't worry about the Wood Demon Legion, as long as there is still one Wood Demon, there will be absolutely no loss of Hidden Sword Leyline!"

"That's a lot of hard work, Mr. Table~IndoMTL.com~ Liang Jin is sincerely thankful. With the affirmation of this mysterious table, he has the confidence to carry it for another month, and after a month, hehe, according to every second The killing efficiency of two million three-headed monsters - in short, he must not go wrong in this link. In addition, it is time to start the era of Hidden Sword Leyline 3.0.

Otherwise, every time you encounter a sea of ​​​​people tactics, you have to ask the wood demon army to be a shield. This feels strange. Sure enough, the Taoist ancestors were far-sighted. Long, long ago, they shouted, "Not my race. The slogan of "heart must be different", so you must hold the most important things in your own hands, or one day the wood demon army will suddenly rebel. What if?

It's definitely not a fluke!

"Well, if you have anything, please contact me immediately. You're welcome."

A gentle farewell to the table.

"I will, Lord Desk, please take care of yourself."

Liang Jin thanks again, from the bottom of my heart.