Chapter Ninety-Four: Ancient Beasts, Gluttony!
I see, hello hello ......"
In Lang Jing's stunned gaze, the honest and honest man scratched his head and smirked: "Hello hero, I am Wang Fugui, the blacksmith of that village."
Other villagers also began to introduce themselves.
"I'm the tailor of that village, Wang Fugui."
"I'm the cook of that village, Wang Fugui."
"I am the master of ceremonies of that village, Wang Fugui."
"I am the fireman of that village, Wang Fugui ......"
More than a dozen Wang Fugui gossiped about it, which made Lang Jing stunned, are you sure they are all from the same village? What kind of strange name is this......
Bo Feng Shuimen: "My mother, why are these people all the same name?" Can you tell who is who? And how could there be such strange villagers, their heads can't be showy......"
The corners of Mu Changge's mouth twitched, although he had long known what was about to happen, he still had nothing to say about the self-introduction of Wang Fugui in front of him.
Mu Feng: "Although they don't seem to be a little smart, judging from their gratitude, they are not lying, and the Rakshasa they are talking about should be the monster just now, right?" It seems that Lang Jing's heavenly sacrifice calamity is just around the corner! â
Xiao Zhan: "This is really a good place with simple folk customs...... I'd love to visit the village. â
Lang Jing looked at the discussion in the group chat, and immediately came back to his senses, looking at the pleading appearance of Wang Fugui, a sense of justice grew in his heart, and nodded: "Okay, I'll go to that village with you now, but there are too many of you, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with my speed, so let's take someone to help me lead the way, and strive to arrive early!"
"Great, thank you, Lord Xialan!"
Wang Fugui was immediately grateful to Dade.
The other Wang Fugui also smiled gratefully.
Wang Fugui pulled out a little child, smiled and said, "Lord Xia Lan, let Wang Fugui take you to that village, he can run fast."
"Lord Xia Lan, when I was six years old, I could run a hundred meters in ten seconds!"
Wang Fugui proudly held his head high.
Lang Jing looked at the little kid Wang Fugui in a daze, and took the liberty to ask: "Then how old are you this year......
"Six-and-a-half-year-old."
The corners of Lang Jing's mouth twitched, but he still didn't say anything, he picked up the little kid Wang Fugui with one hand, looked at the group of villagers Wang Fugui, nodded and said, "I'll take him over first, you guys be careful on the road."
After saying that, it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wang Fugui said with relief: "This speed is proper, it is worthy of the pride of the people!"
After speaking, he took out a small notebook from his arms and said solemnly: "Ahem, what, let's start the roll call now, see if there are few people in anyone's family, the first one, Wang Fugui."
"Here!"
"The second, Wang Fugui."
"Here."
"The third, Wang Fugui's Wang Fugui ......"
"Here."
Lang Jing carried the child Wang Fugui on his back, and soon crossed a big mountain, and came to the cliff next to the village, looking at the burning village, the smoke was filled, and his face became more and more serious.
Put the child Wang Fugui next to him and advised: "You just stay here, don't go anywhere, because it's too dangerous, Rakshasa will leave it to me to solve!"
Wang Fugui showed a look of adoration on his face, nodded and said: "Then thank you, Lord Xia Lan, remember to rescue my mother and father, my mother's name is Wang Fugui, and my father's name is Wang Fugui......"
"Don't worry, I see."
The corners of Lang Jing's mouth twitched, isn't it Wang Fugui, although he can't remember it, but even if he fights for this old life, he has to save them all!
Turned around and immediately came to the village, at this time the village chief had been engulfed in the fire, more than a dozen fierce and vicious rakshasas were chasing a group of villagers, opening their bloody mouths and biting down, the blood soared, and the picture was extremely cruel.
"Village Chief! Wang Fugui is dead!! â
A villager ran to the village chief in a panic, crying and choking: "Several Wang Fugui are dead......
"yes, this is really a natural disaster!"
Wang Fugui, the village head, looked at the murderous rakshasa running towards him, and shouted to the sky: "God! Who's going to save our village! â
"Tornado!!"
A loud shout rang out from not far away.
The sound of the wind as thin as a gossamer, rising inch by inch, condensed into a tornado of wind covering the sky and the sun, like a dragon of a big river, wandering on the streets of that village, everywhere it went, not a single grass grows, and all those rakshasas who do evil are swept in!
The figure wearing a hat is like a god, the spinning top in his hand is spinning rapidly in the palm of his hand, and the tornado is unstoppable!
"It's ...... God!? â
Village Chief Wang Fugui looked at Lang Jing in astonishment.
"O God! It was the gods who sent messengers to save us! â
The villagers were excited.
"Roar!!"
More than a dozen rakshasas flew from the rooftop.
Lang Jing's eyes froze, his big hand waved, his five fingers were slightly clenched, and the sharp silk thread like the wind crossed the body, and the Rakshasa movement stiffened slightly, and then it was cut into pieces of flesh and fell to the ground in pieces.
Bo Feng Shuimen: "Wo Ri, this is too strong!" It is worthy of the old father who has opened the hanging, you are now only one spiral pill away from the top configuration! â
Dragon: "Nonsense, Lang Jing is only one Devil Fruit away now, and the three-color domineering can also be used, deal with these little rakshasas, one look over, all KO!"
Bardock: "If this continues, these rakshasas will soon be killed, and it seems that Lang Jing will not need us at all...... Really, this Heavenly Tribulation is too weak, and I still want to make some extra money! â
Zhi Yan: "Hmph, if you think this is the end of the matter, then it is a big mistake!" (Deep old driver. JPGïŒ
Xiao Zhan: "What do you mean by that?"
Mu Changge: "What Lang Jing is dealing with now is just an appetizer, and the Rakshasa is just a bunch of cannon fodder, gluttony is not so easy to deal with, even if it is just a primordial god, it is at least a third-class strength, and it is also the best among them!" If it is a gluttonous real body, it should have fourth-class strength, and it is not an ordinary fourth-class. â
Lin Xiao: "Ahem, fourth class?" Slipped away......"
Bo Feng Shuimen: "I was going to help, since I was a fourth-class boss, then forget it......"
Su Zhan: "What? Just 4th class? It's too weak, I'm not interested at all, I just want to earn more fish food, buy some items that can improve my strength, and then sit back and wait for my son to be born. â
Chen Zhan: "Hey, it seems that there is no room for us to play this time."
Great Immortal Emperor: "I can help an avatar outside the field!" It should also be able to have fourth-class strength. â
Listen, is this what people say? It's too much, you big guys! Can't we just give us people a way to live? Bigwigs above the fourth rank are forbidden to speak!
Nameless: "Hehe, I don't seem to have to worry about being sacrificed to the heavens at all, because I am originally a heaven, unless that group of gods and Buddhas plan to take the initiative to start a battle to destroy the heavens, but when that time comes, I will definitely let them know what cruelty is!" Because the sky is irreversible! â
Chen Zhan: "???"
Nameless: "Eh, I mean I'm irreversible, I didn't say anything about your world, what do you see?" Just honestly plan your battle to cut the sky, and you will die if you don't care so much! You still watch!? Do you even want to cut it? If you don't accept the reality, you will be done if I don't tie you! â
Chen Zhan Su Zhan, Mu Changge, Great Immortal Emperor: "Maybe we can practice with the nameless boss first, after all, they are all at the level of Heavenly Dao."
Mu Changge: "Good idea, I've been a little bit raw lately."
Great Immortal Emperor: "Is it really possible?" That's a sixth-class boss, won't you be offended? Hey, hey, hey......"
Nameless: "......"
A group of bigwigs: "......"
Lang Jing didn't watch the topic in the group chat, because he couldn't be busy now, looking at the group of rakshasas that seemed to be endless, he hurriedly waved a gust of wind forward, like mowing grass to extinguish a layer, and then the spring breeze blew another layer and gave birth to another layer.
Lang Jing couldn't bear it a little, and immediately begged for help: "Big guys, hurry up and come up with some ideas, if I continue like this, I may have to hang up!"
Bo Feng Shuimen: "What are you panicking about, where is this, the army of cannon fodder hasn't been cleaned up yet!"
Weaving Yan: "Do you need me to help?" For the sake of our fellow countrymen, the price is 3,000 fish food. â
Bardock: "Three thousand fish food? Are you bullying newcomers for not understanding the market price? Don't say anything, the pure-blooded Super Saiyan, after transformation, he can have the strength of the fourth grade, and at the same time has more than a dozen master's and doctoral degrees, high-end atmosphere and grade, 2,800 fish food packed and taken away! â
Mu Feng: "The upstairs is not very good, Zhiyan is also a third-class strength, Bardock has to brew transformation every time, and when he encounters a fourth-class boss like me, he will not be given the opportunity to transform at all, choose me!" Friendly price, 2,500 fish food after discount! â
Lang Jing cried and mourned: "Big guys, it's time for you, just spare me, I don't have so much fish food, can I owe it first?"
Xiao Zhan: "Of course you can!" I'll be fair, the fourth-grade boss is really too expensive, and to deal with an enemy of the level of gluttonous Yuanshen, you only need third-class foreign aid, just like me! â
A group of bigwigs: "!!"
They all felt shameless for Xiao Zhan's cheekiness.
Lang Jing sighed helplessly, looked at the overwhelming Rakshasa in front of him, his eyes froze, and the spinning top in his hand spun rapidly again, throwing it in the direction of the Rakshasa group, like an unstoppable cannonball, pushing and crushing all the way, defeating the group of Rakshasas again!
"Roar!!
Before Lang Jing could breathe a sigh of relief, a deafening roar sounded, and the scorching wind rushed in his face, burning the flowers and trees one after another, turning into a cloud of flying ashes.
The leylines shook, and the huge head came out of the ground, the jagged fangs were sharp, and he glared angrily at Sen Ran's vertical eyes, just glaring at him from a long distance, which made Lang Jing feel his scalp tingle.
Ancient beasts, gluttonous!!
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Chapter Ninety-Four: Ancient Beasts, Gluttony