readx;? After fighting with Wang Tong that night, Pan Fatzi's body and mind were even more tired, and all the functions of various organs in his body had reached an overload state, and he was already running out of oil and on the verge of death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Desperate, he first fled to the tavern, then left through the front door of the tavern. When he sneaked into the kitchen of the ancient city restaurant, he was found by the watchdog. When he came out of stealing medicine from the medical hall, he almost bumped into Wang Tong, who was looking for him everywhere. Later, he met a group of Lai San's drinking friends, and sneaked into the homes of the people in the ancient city many times when it was about to dawn, and finally found a set of clothes that he could wear to enter.

However, at this time, the fat man, who was squeezed up and down his body, was about to run out of strength, in order not to fall into the hands of Wang Tong for the time being, he was in a hurry, and found the most magnificent building in the ancient city, the city lord's mansion, and then, after going back and forth from the wall and scratching, the fishy and eight things that were thrown back and forth seven or eight times, finally quietly invaded, and crawled to find the kitchen, and was fortunate to find chicken legs and a lot of food, and devoured it under the pain of exhaustion and hunger.

However, fate played a big joke on him, and today, after torturing him for an unknown number of days, he still does not mean to let him go. Just when the sun was gradually rising, and the fat man was still hungry and thirsty for the tiger, from the hateful, shameful, hateful and scolded to the poor, pathetic, ridiculous and cute fat man now, he was once again dried under the fair, open and just sun by the people of the ancient city, who have always been industrious and simple.

It is not known whether there really is a fairy above the moon, but under the sun there is a real and miserable fat man.

When Pan Fatzi was discovered, as if he was going to be a full ghost, he was flying into the clouds of all kinds of food, wine and meat that were not much left in the kitchen of the City Lord's Mansion, and when he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, he suddenly raised his already colorful face, stared at the door intently, and rubbed his oily mouth with sleeves that were a little more gorgeous than his face.

Pan Fatzi quietly listened to the weight and rhythm of his footsteps, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he realized that this was not the king's rule. But then I thought, what is this place? Who can be here at this moment?

Obviously, only this building specification is obviously the owner of the City Lord's Mansion.

Moreover, according to the will of the Emperor of the Great Xuanguo, in order to facilitate the actions of the Xiaowu army, the Xiaowu army has the right to dominate the city lord within a certain limit and exercise some of the city lord's privileges.

If Wang Tong can't find anyone and finds the city lord, then according to the city lord's obligations, he will definitely mobilize the people in the city to search for him with all his might, then his fat man will be put in plain sight, and the people who come at this time will have a great possibility to hand him over to Wang Tong after seeing him.

When Pan Fatzi was still a martial artist, he was very fond of this right, but according to the current situation, I don't know what luck he took, a sword that originally belonged to his own hand, but now he turned the tip of the sword and aimed at him.

Pan Fat Man tried to move his feet slightly, and the swelling and soreness that was as violent and straightforward as the rumbling and directing to the nerve endings directly conveyed a message that these feet could not be counted on for the time being. Pan Fatzi slapped his face a few times, stubbornly resisting the bursts of dizziness that kept pouring out in his mind, slightly protruding like a fish bubble, and his bloodshot eyes were still staring at the door, but his vision was already shaking, overlapping, blurry, and difficult to distinguish.

Pan Fatzi smiled bitterly in his heart, this can't be blamed for him being too hasty and suicidal throwing himself into the net, because according to his previous plan, for the time being, in this seemingly dangerous place but safer than the outside, simply replenish and rest, and wait for an hour or two, even if someone finds him, as long as it is not Wang Tong's pervert, with the gradually recovering body, everything can still be barely dealt with.

This is not his arrogance, but the approximate strength level of the ancient city that seems to be rough, but very meticulous in his heart, constantly estimated under the night of chaos.

I have to say that there is no mediocre talent in the Xiaowu army, the fat man's analysis is very correct, and with the ability shown by the fat man all the way to escape, he can even take on the name of a mentor in the Royal Academy, but such a precious ability is used by the fat man to save his life without exception.

And now it's just a matter of reviewing and applying what you've learned.

However, the wise man always made a mistake, but the filthy fat man overestimated the recovery ability of his body, and also misestimated the health state and overdraft of his whole body, so he put all his energy on food, and his attention was distracted, and he did not notice this change in himself. But when affected by the footsteps outside the door, the whole person's spirit suddenly relaxed, and the weakness and exhaustion that hit like a monstrous wave can even directly break the spiritual defense line of ordinary people, causing the whole person's spiritual world to collapse directly, and it is difficult to recover.

I have to say that Pan Fatzi's life is very hard, and the Xuanli cultivation of the Chongyang Realm has played a great role at this time, because people who have cultivated Xuanli have a much more or less tenacious spiritual level than ordinary ones, and because of the footsteps outside the door, Pan's originally relaxed spirit is tense again, so that the body is not completely relaxed, which greatly gives the body a time to adapt to fatigue, which can barely support its own sobriety, but looking at this situation, Pan Fatzi can't support it for long.

The sound of footsteps became clearer, and with the grinding of hands against the doorknob, the heavy door was pushed open at great speed, as if it had been hit by a cannonball, and it burst open.

A bright red color flashed in front of the fat man's eyes, and after his eyes were vaguely recognized, the fat man's whole person was stupid, revealing a mouthful of yellow and white teeth with a lot of food scraps attached, and the eyes that were mostly covered left with only a thin slit, which became more difficult to see.

"Oh, it's good, it's good......"

Leaving only such an unclear sentence, Pan Fat Man was very straightforward... Dizzy.

When Pan Fatzi woke up again, he found that he was tied up, from head to toe, up and down, like a big net, wrapped firmly.

Moreover, Pan Fatzi was the most truly aware of how bad his condition was this time, and even moving his little finger became a luxury.

Pan Fatzi has never been pessimistic, but in this case, it is difficult to say that he is optimistic. Looking at his state at this time, the fat man couldn't help muttering in his heart: Could it be that the kid caught him and notified the boss?

As expected, after the fat man had been awake for a quarter of an hour, there was another sound of small footsteps outside the door.

With the sound clear, the door was pulled open again.

However, the fat man's guess that had always been quite accurate was overturned again, and what caught his eye was not Wang Tong's angular but resolute face that never even smiled, but a strange face.

Although the speculation was wrong, the direction of the matter finally became biased towards his side, which made Pan Fatzi's heart, which had been worried, like a boulder falling to the ground, and finally steady.

The gorgeous body that I saw vaguely for the first time was also among them, but it was not the arrogant and domineering I saw for the first time, but closely followed behind the boy who looked ordinary and harmless.

A plain and slightly doll-like simple face with silk edges and corners, slightly small but serious and clear eyes, and a thin figure, probably because of the adoration and flattery of the gorgeous white-faced young man, he always fell half a step behind him, and the other boy was slightly restrained.

At this time, the sunlight of the ancient city had become scorching, and through the window, the sunlight of a long journey dissipated its heat and prickliness, and did not shine violently on the young man's face.

The young man's slightly restrained face became soft and soothing under this light, contentedly enjoying the sunny and comforting caressing, his small eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were hooked, drawing a shallow arc, revealing a small dimple, under the sun with a vast mind, under the curious gaze of the obscene fat man, it seemed that it was really lovely and quiet.

The flowers are all eclipsed under this sunshine and under this little lovely dimple, and the flowers are falling and withering.

The fat man has known countless people for most of his life, and he knows a little about physiognomy, after a long-distance escape and finally put his mind at ease, after surviving for a period of time, he suddenly seemed to have found a little fun, and he couldn't help but be interested in such a very straightforward face.

But Nai's timing was wrong, and Pan Fat, who was just a pair of eyes rolling around, couldn't resist the drowsy tiredness in his brain after all, and fell asleep deeply. (To be continued.) )