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The flowers and plants in the garden, under the ravages of the fat man, turned into a stump in less than half an hour.

The two old peasants leaned on their hoes and looked at the fat man panting slightly at the edge of the garden, with a surprised smile in their eyes.

"With this kind of speed and physical strength, this guy alone can withstand a hundred strong guys!" the old farmer praised loudly, but it didn't make the fat man's mood better.

Walking in front of the two old peasants, the fat man held his chest up, and just about to take out the shelf of extraordinary life, his head suddenly ached, and he turned his head angrily, but found that Zhou Mo was in the shade of a tree not far away, eating dried fruits with black tea, and when he saw him, he gave him a warning look.

Zhou Mo stared at the fat guy, a dried fruit in his hand couldn't help turning, as long as the fat man's attitude was slightly unfair, he would immediately go down with the dried fruit.

The fat man had no choice but to be respectful, take out his attitude towards Zhou Mo, and nod in front of the two old farmers and ask for the knowledge of farming.

After a while, the stumps and leaves in the garden were cleared, and the old peasant asked for a plough from the servant, and began to teach the fat man how to plough the field and turn the soil, and then held a hoe and told the fat man how to dig a pit and fill the seeds.

For Zhou Mo, this is a leisurely afternoon, while eyebrow-to-eye with the twin maids, enjoying the secret fun, drinking fragrant black tea, and filling his mouth with dried fruit snacks, and watching the jokes of this slippery fat man, it is very pleasant!

For the fat man, after learning the basic methods of farming, everything became faster.

The old farmer needs a cow or two middle-aged men to pull, a plow to support by one person, and a fat man with one in one hand, and no one needs to press and support, and the strength of the black iron life is enough to control everything.

Just pressing the plow with both hands and constantly pushing forward, the efficiency of one person is a hundred ordinary prime people, which cannot be compared.

The sky was about to dark, and the garden in the manor, which was originally in full bloom, had become a neat ridge, and the fat man was slightly sweaty on his forehead, carrying two hoes, and walked majestically in front of Zhou Mo.

"Boss, this land belongs to me!"

The last dried fruit smashed on the fat man's forehead.

"Get out, tomorrow you can find a wasteland that no one occupies, and open up the wasteland to farm!"

The fat man didn't leave right away for some reason, he stood in place, for some reason, closed his eyes and didn't move!

Zhou Mo's heart moved, he closed his eyes, in the special vision, on the fat man's black and iron life field, the core place actually had a little more Mithril color!

In the middle of the night, when the sun had all set, the fat man slowly opened his eyes, and the secret silver in his eyes flashed.

"Boss, I've touched the threshold of Mithril's life!

Zhou Mo wanted to praise and encourage the fat man a few words, but he was stunned by the fat man's words, and then said:

"Then you don't go back and prepare, continue to farm tomorrow, maybe you will plant and plant, and you will be Mithril!"

The fat man nodded again and again, and ran out of the manor with a puff of smoke!

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Night is coming.

In the north, a mysterious life wearing this bright silver armor, shrouded in the light of the silver moon all over his body, and the whole person was suspended in the sky above the city, waving the two-handed giant sword in his hand, and every time he swung it, the silver battle qi like a match was wiped out in the tide of the undead below the city.

Unfortunately, this tide of the undead seems to be endless, and no matter how hard the mysterious life tries, there will always be a steady stream of walking corpses and skeletons to fill the void.

The shattered corpses of the undead had been piled up into a mountain outside the thirty-meter-high city wall, and the subsequent undead stepped on the hill of corpses of the same kind and fearlessly rushed towards the city wall.

Suddenly, behind the tide of the undead, a mysterious chant sounded, and the voice was so simple that ordinary people could not recognize it.

As the chant grew louder, the eyes of all the charging undead were glowing with blood, and they rushed towards the breath of the living like crazy!

"It is an ode to the dead, it can inspire the resentment of the living souls of the dead, everyone be careful!"

A mysterious voice shouted in the air, and the loud voice instantly spread throughout the city walls.

The soldiers guarding the city wall, under the leadership of the knights, cut down batches of undead to the ground and pushed down the city wall, in fact, these low-level undead are very easy to deal with, even if a farmer musters up courage, he can solve it neatly with a hoe.

But the endless numbers, and the characteristics of being fearless of death, tireless, and needless to supply, make the undead tide the most terrifying army in the world!

On the city wall, the mysterious life is constantly swaying with battle energy, which looks very simple, but reducing the number of undead to control the degree of impact on the city wall, the frequency and intensity of the need to control it are all carefully calculated.

The intensity of the undead impact must not be allowed to break through the bottom line of the strength of the city wall guards, and the number of undead must be controlled, so that the soldiers on the city wall can have a chance to breathe and change shifts.

At the same time, he also has to be on guard against the monsters that are hidden in the tide of the undead and in the dark forest.

Seeing that there were more and more undead on the city wall, and the soldiers' physical strength was about to be exhausted, the mysterious life suddenly raised the heavy sword with both hands, and the sun that had fallen seemed to rise again at this moment.

The air vibrated slightly, and a majestic and sacred voice rippled over the endless undead!

"The silver moon shines brightly, and it can also turn into the sun!"

The sun's radiance, centered on mystical life, shines brightly.

A large number of undead, under the sun, instantly lost their vitality and fell to the spot!

The knights and soldiers on the city wall had a moment of respite.

"Substitution, quick substitution!" the knights shouted loudly, and a large number of people poured onto the city wall, exhausting one by one, and as soon as they stopped, the soldiers who had already collapsed on the ground lifted up and quickly withdrew from the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of soldiers who had just rested rushed to the city, and under the arrangement of the knights, they quickly formed a formation and waited for the battle.

The sun's brilliance disappeared, and the knights looked up at the lord in the sky, all of them looked worried, although the lord was a mysterious and half-liberated marquis, but he had been guarding the sky at night for more than half a month, and he had to check on the refugees during the day, and arrange a military supply in the territory, and for more than half a month, he was almost sleepless.

At the moment when the sun's brilliance disappeared, among the fallen undead, a bloody light suddenly burst out, rushing up from the ground, and crashing into the front of the lord almost instantly.

The lord's body was shining with silver brilliance, and the heavy sword drew a silver full moon in front of him, barely blocking the violent blow.

With a miss, the blood light immediately withdrew for several miles, and a middle-aged noble-looking man dressed in a noble dress with a somewhat pale face in the moonlight stood in the air, staring at the lord from afar.

"It's the Silver Moon Source Energy again, it seems that the White Tiger Grand Duke still has bloodline spread outside!"

The lord was in the air, holding his two-handed heavy sword on his chest, and said in a sonorous voice:

"The Marquis of the fiefdom of the White Tiger Family, Sixiu-White Tiger is here, the bloodline of the White Tiger Family will never be extinguished!" Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.