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

It was a long, long time ago, when the table sat melancholy on a hill, where there was a mountain road, a small pavilion, and he would ask passers-by who was the most beautiful in the world, and then no matter what passers-by answered, their bones would turn into solid table legs.

It was still a long, long time ago, and the table didn't know how long it had been, but he had 999 sturdy table legs, firmly rooted in the hills, and he asked himself that no one could overturn him.

Then one day, a man came, and he would actually use bribery to answer the question, although the table didn't want him to pass, but who didn't want good things? Not to mention that he had a second question.

Then the table received a bribe again, and he felt that his intelligence had been insulted, but who didn't want good things?

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

But it was really a wrong decision, after many years, every time the table thought of that blood-stained dusk of the sunset, every time he thought of the man who was chubby, looked silly, and laughed fleshily, he had a piercing pain, like a hundred thousand iron nails poked in his body!

How many times did the table dream back to midnight, wondering how good it would have been if I hadn't asked that third question? In this way, his fate would not have anything to do with a man named Cousin Mu, and even less to the present, no, forever, forever bound here as a coolie, and never be able to live forever—

"Alas, dreaming again. ”

The table was lying on the bed, looking at the white moonlight outside the window, like a cold knife piercing his body, even the woman next to him like water could not make him feel half warm.

So he got up and put on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" a muttered voice sounded.

The table didn't look back, but his footsteps paused, and there was a flash of scarlet in his eyes, he needed more, beautiful table legs, but this thought came to mind, and a muffled snort came out of his mouth, and there was an arrogant wooden thorn poking and poking madly in his heart.

The table staggered out, tears streaming down in the moonlight.

He is a weird, an incomparably evil weird, a weird who is incomparably hungry for life, blood and even souls, and so powerful that even immortal cultivators have eaten a lot of weirdness.

Now he is forced to marry a wife and have children, and his wife dies of old age, his son dies of old age, and his grandson dies of old age, so he marries and has children again, and it has always been like this.

That damn fat man - master, I was wrong.

A moment later, the table appeared in the leyline dispatch center as warm as jade, and there was still the smell of his cousin Mu Nan in the air, which made him tremble and angry, he was extremely eager to kill this guy, and then he could untie the shackles of 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 the strength of my cousin Mu now, not to mention the arrogant wooden thorn in my heart, just that terrible damn fat man who seems to be able to see everything - master, I was wrong!

"What's wrong with the table, do you want to take a break?"

Liang Jin asked with concern, but he knew that this table with a mysterious origin was a big celebrity beside Dao Zu, and he almost controlled all the invisible power in Dao Zu's hands, so Liang Jin didn't dare to be abrupt.

"I, I'm fine, thank you. The table barely smiled.

"Don't be too reluctant, you have to command and mobilize a full 1,500 wood demon legions, more than 150 billion wood demons, this is rare, if it were me, command so many ferocious wood demons, it's terrifying to think about, this time it's also thanks to you who mobilized the wood demon legion to protect the ground, and at the same time devour the ashes of the corpses of those three-headed monsters, otherwise the network of the hidden sword leylines will definitely be damaged, and then there will be some sword qi that cannot be recovered, so if you can evaluate the merit, you are the most meritorious." ”

Liang Jin praised without hesitation, he was telling the truth, the Uncle Mu who came just now, and everyone else thought that Liang Jin had made great contributions to this battle, but if it wasn't for Daozu's strict order, he really wanted to say that the real behind-the-scenes hero is here!

The Tibetan Sword Leyline Network is indeed very powerful, very magical, but everything has a problem of attrition, those violent sword qi storms are not white rabbits, they are really ferocious and violent, that can flatten the entire earth, and it can really reduce the dimensionality of a dimensional 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 withheld, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and when the upper limit comes, there will definitely be attrition, but look at the present, the army of the ancient gods has committed suicide frantically for three days and three nights, and there is still no sign of retreat.

So in a sense, that ancient god 'game' is the real smart person, a person with great wisdom, he knows all this, and is also waiting for the collapse of the hidden sword leyline network, this is really a competition for endurance, a competition for hole cards, it seems to be smooth sailing, but in fact it is a ferocious war.

Once the hidden sword network fails, the sword qi storm alone will completely disrupt your own position, and then be rushed to the ground by the overwhelming three-headed monster, and then everything will be over.

The key to all of this is to be pinned on the mysterious table in front of him, because only he can command fifteen hundred Wood Demon Legions.

Now the Heavenly Sword Sect outside has affectionately called the Wood Demon the most beautiful ally, this kind of friendship of hatred and hatred and fighting together is indeed very sincere, but the truth is destined to be buried in the deepest underground, these Wood Demons who have been exiled in a more secret world in the Aoki Heaven, will they be friendly to the Terrans? Will they be willing to obey the command?

As an old man who had already joined the Heavenly Sword Sect in the era of the Qing Netherworld, although Liang Jin was a second-generation disciple, he knew a lot of truths, the wood demon was pure and good, the wood demon was a good partner, hehe, could it be that he had forgotten the fear of being dominated by the overwhelming and fully evolved wood demon tide in the early days of the birth of the Heavenly Dao Little Niang?

"Don't dare to be this honor!" The table is humble and authentic, the whole person is humble, warm, calm, and calm from the inside out, at first glance it is a real big man, and the Taoist ancestor who can be followed by such a big guy is so great and magical?

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

How can I, Liang Jin, be born in this great era, and I will live up to the trust of Daozu in me.

"Uh, there's nothing wrong with you here, right?" asked softly on the table, but his heart was full of sadness, of course he could see the frenzy in Liang Jin's eyes, this was the worship of that damn fat man, master, I was wrong!, there are so many such people in this plane world, and they are often not famous, but they are all in the most important position.

What a terrible calculation!

Yes, the table now knows that if he controls the rebellion of the Wood Demon Legion, that damn fat man, master, I was wrong! The nest will surely collapse, don't look at his calculations are one ring after another, but as long as one link collapses, it will all be finished.

However, the person who broke these links must not be him, and he would never dare to break them, he can only hope that there is an extremely smart person, a person with absolute strength, who can see through these links, and then break it!

Please, Lord Almighty, man, you are great.

The table thought quickly, and quickly smoothed out the wooden thorn that was 'accidentally' fused by him, alas, where was this that he accidentally fused, it was clearly the fat man-master, I was wrong, so I poked it in so casually!

"There's no problem on my side, after all, the most serious impact has been stopped by the Wood Demon Legion, and there are already three layers of hidden leyline buffer protection in the earth, I'm worried, will those Wood Demons have some complaints?" Liang Jin asked very carefully.

"No!

A disdainful smile appeared on the table's face, but his heart was even more sad, yes, those wood demons didn't dare to rebel, because their ancestors, that is, the four spirit plant world trees that had been cultivated by special methods, were thriving in the table world?

Alas, now that I think about it, what a fool he was.

He thought that the fat man, the master, was wrong. I have long forgotten him, so I secretly rubbed all kinds of developments in the table world, and even single-handedly created a wood demon army with the characteristics of spirit plants, and then, a wooden thorn pierced all the good.

Although extremely reluctant at the moment, the table repeated the assurance, in short, that there must be no mistakes in the link he is responsible for.

"On the side of the Wood Demon Legion, you can rest assured, as long as there is still a Wood Demon that has not died, there will be absolutely no loss in the Hidden Sword Leyline!"

"That's a lot of hard work, Lord Table. Liang Jin is sincere thanks, with the affirmation of this mysterious table, he is confident that he will carry it for another month, and after a month, hehe, according to the killing efficiency of two million three-headed monsters per second - in short, he must not make mistakes in this link, in addition, it is time to open 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 Legion to be a shield, this feels weird, and sure enough, it is still the Dao Ancestor's foresight, as early as a long, long time ago, he shouted the slogan of 'If you are not of my race, your heart will be different', so you must take the core things in your own hands, otherwise one day the Wood Demon Legion will suddenly rebel, although this mysterious table lord looks very reliable, but what if there is a whatever?

Don't be left to chance!

"Okay, if there's anything, contact me immediately, you're welcome. ”

The table said goodbye gently.

"I will, Lord Table, please take care of yourself. ”

Liang Jin thanked him again, from the bottom of his heart.