In the ruined square, the light curtain at this time has reached the point where it can no longer be weak. There is no thick arc, only a faint purple light flickering.
Greed is the nature of human beings. When Yitian led the giant ape away from the square, many people had already secretly made up their mind to seize the treasure. However, they were afraid to act rashly due to the power of the giant ape. Later, the Sixth Elder appeared,
The entanglement with the giant ape made them feel that the time was ripe to seize the treasure, so they all rushed towards the weak light curtain with fiery eyes.
Without the threat of the arc, everyone attacked the light screen unscrupulously at close range. Under the continuous attacks, the light screen became increasingly dimmer, and everyone looked at the scroll inside the light screen, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.
Ling Xiaopang raised his heavy sword and struck it hard on the light screen. Unlike the others, his eyes were not fixed on the scroll, but more on the top-level Warcraft crystal core under the light screen.
"Those are all treasures!" Ling Xiaopang drooled.
Ling Xiaopang is a restless person. Although he has experienced too much in recent times, he has become a little calm, but human nature cannot be changed at will. When he saw a large group of people rushing towards the dim
When the light curtain couldn't wait to destroy the light curtain, he couldn't help it anymore and rushed over.
"Because of this so-called treasure, I almost lost my life. If I don't go and get some interest, wouldn't I be sorry for Brother Guo's life-saving grace, and even more sorry for myself!"
Ling Xiaopang stared at the thing inside the light curtain, his eyes became more and more intense, and the force of the heavy sword in his hand became stronger.
"Idol! I finally see you again, God Oudi, I'm so touched!"
An extremely excited voice came from beside Ling Xiaopang. Before Ling Xiaopang could turn around, a big fat man rushed up and held Ling Xiaopang's hand tightly.
Ling Xiaopang was a little confused. When he turned his head and looked, he was shocked.
"My dear friend, are you talking to me?" Ling Xiaopang asked weakly. The appearance of the man in front of him was really unflattering. He was less than 1.7 meters tall but weighed nearly 300 kilograms.
, when he saw it, he saw a globe, and with his fat hands grasping his body, Ling Xiaopang only felt nauseated.
"Yeah, yeah." Seeing his idol talking to him, the fat man nodded sharply, his face full of excitement, and he squinted his little eyes and said happily: "Little brother, Xiaofat, I have met my idol, dare I ask him his name?"
"Little fat?" Ling Xiaopang looked this man up and down. Where did the word "little" come from? Compared with him, his figure was incomparably graceful. For the first time, Ling Xiaopang doubted the appearance of his parents.
With vision and wisdom, I clearly have a 'perfect figure', so why did I give myself a name like 'Little Fatty'? It's really sad!
I have a great reputation throughout my life, and my painting skills are unparalleled. Although I am not a handsome person, I am still handsome and talented. Why do I have to bear the name "Ling Xiaopang"!
"Alas" Ling Xiaopang let out a long sigh, feeling a little bored. Born to parents, accept your fate! Ling Xiaopang shook his head, making Xiaopang next to him confused.
"Idol, are you okay?"
"It's okay, but can you let go first? It's too glassy like this!" Ling Xiaopang felt a chill when he was grabbed by a pair of fat hands, and suddenly remembered that Yitian had treated him in a similar situation.
I couldn't help but blurt out the word 'glass'.
"What is glass?" The fat man did not let go of his hand, but held it tighter, looking at Ling Xiaopang with admiration.
Ling Xiaopang finally realized how Yitian felt when he held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go, but he also knew that Yitian's mood at that time was definitely not comparable to what he was feeling at that time... He wanted to vomit,
After all, he thought he looked pretty good. But the fat guy in front of him was staring at him so lovingly, which made him feel so embarrassed. Little Fatty Ling shuddered suddenly, Oh my God, please help me.
Me!
"Brother, don't you think it's very unsightly for a grown man like you to hold on to the hand of an innocent young boy like me?" Ling Xiaopang began to understand the meaning of the word 'glass'.
"Hehe" Fatty Cancanran let go of his hand, then remembered something and asked: "Idol, you haven't told me your name yet!"
Ling Xiaopang hesitated for a moment, then said: "My name is Ling Xiaopang, but..."
"Little Fatty, Little Fatty, my god, idol, you see we are so destined..." The fat man interrupted Ling Xiaofat's words and shouted, and the fat body all over his body began to tremble as he danced and danced.
It made Ling Xiaopang and the people around him who were attacking the light screen feel sick. A fat pig was dancing. I guess not many people knew how to appreciate it!
Fate? Ape dung is real! Little Fatty Ling’s face twitched violently, and he didn’t know what his elder brother’s expression would be when he saw this damn fat man?
"By the way, Fatty, why did you call me your idol?" Ling Xiaopang was very confused. Although it felt good to be worshiped by others, it also depends on who is being worshiped. This damn fat man is really unsightly.
I don't know what he worships, but Ling Xiaopang is a little curious.
"Don't you remember? At that time, you were facing the gorilla that everyone was afraid of, but you were not afraid at all. Instead, you drew your bow and arrow and pointed it directly into the gorilla's eyes. That action was so cool!" The fat man couldn't wait to finish speaking.
He took out a broken bow and arrow and imitated Ling Xiaopang's movements at that time, but the originally cool movements turned out to be nondescript in his hands, making everyone laugh.
"Stop, stop, stop," Ling Xiaopang had a dark look on his face. If he let this damn fat guy continue to perform, I'm afraid his reputation would be destroyed in an instant.
"How's it going, idol? How do you feel with this move?" Hearing the idol's call to stop, the fat man couldn't wait to stop and listen to the teachings.
Well, Ling Xiaopang hesitated to speak, wailing in his heart: I was really defeated by this damn fat man today!
"Fat man, I think your cultivation level is no more than that of Dou Ling. How did you get here?" Ling Xiaofat changed the topic. If he continues like this, he may go crazy. But there is something wrong with this damn fat man. He is so low.
How can one descend into the abyss if he does not know how to transform his fighting spirit into wings?
"You're here! Could it be that you're here by flying? I can't fly," the fat man said matter-of-factly.
"Then how did you pass through the abyss? The monsters there are not vegetarians!" Ling Xiaopang was a little surprised. There is something wrong with this damn fat man.
"What abyss? What kind of monster? I came here by taking a path. There were sweet wild fruits along the path. I have never eaten such delicious fruits in my whole life!" The fat man swallowed his saliva and was very surprised.