Fantasy: I am the Villain - Chapter 214
Chapter 214 Tips to each other, accepting God as a slave
Chapter 214 Tips to each other, accepting God as a slave
“Calm! Calm! This friend, please calm down!” Wang Dali, a middle -aged, was a little more experienced after all. He quickly opened his mouth to stop Yan Wuxi.
“How? Am I very strong? Is my talent very good?” Yan Wuxie smiled and asked.
“It’s very strong! It’s good! But we don’t recruit you, but we have to look at other aspects!” Wang Dali wiped cold sweat, and said with a look with Wang Dachuan.
“What aspect?” Yan Wuxie asked.
“Uh … the record, yes! It’s the record. Our Wang family not only depends on talent, but also depends on the record. After all, we can’t recruit some talents who can’t fight to be a vase!” Wang Dali said quickly.
“My record … Is the three half -up gods who slaughtered?” Yan Wuxie asked slightly.
“It’s not nothing … the gods of the three half -ups … Three, three and a half of the gods?”
Wang Dali reacted, and his face suddenly became pale. He looked at him with his nephew. He wanted to recruit a few fools. He did not expect to attract a dragon!
“Cough! Three Half Gods? Why are there half a god?”
Wang Dali coughing lightly, trying to keep calm, half of the topic, semi -asked curiously.
“Well, one is running away, not completely killing!” Yan Wuxie said annoyedly.
“The god god that escaped in the Eastern wasteland, do you know? It was because of that thing that the passage of the upper and lower borders was opened so quickly!” Yan Wuxie smiled and said.
“It’s you …” Wang Dali’s two nephews exclaimed.This is not only a dragon, but also a evil dragon. They regret why they want to recruit what genius they are recruited, and find a pet beast. Is it not good to return directly?
“I heard that your king’s family is the top ethnic group of the upper border. I wonder if my strength, qualifications, and records meet your standards?” Yan Wuxie asked.
“The top tribe? Keke, it is indeed a top tribe, but you are really not suitable for our Wang family!” Wang Dali quickly recovered his mood.
“Oh? Where are I still not suitable for you? Please say it, I can make corrections!” Yan Wuxie politely said.
“We said don’t want you, don’t want you, there is no reason!” Wang Dachuan answered his uncle at a loss, and he was impatient and rejected the word barely.
“Do you know that I rejected me like this, I will be very sad. Once I am sad, I will do something irrational, such as killing!” Yan Wuxie said distressedly.
“Killing? There are hundreds of thousands of people in this city that can let you kill at will!” Wang Dali said sweatically.
“No no no! Those ants were too weak, and a large number of died in a punch. Of course, the killing of the gods must be challenging!” Yan Wuxie said with a smile.
“Tu, Tu Shen, this, this, there is no god!” Wang said stuttering.
Yan Wuxie didn’t answer, but just looked at Uncle Wang Dali with a smile.
“Kill!” Watching Yan Wuxie’s eyes, Wang Dachuan finally couldn’t help it. His speed field began, covering Yan Wuxie.
“Well!” Wang Dachuan held a broken long gun and stabbed his heart behind his back.
“Om!” Seeing the nephew’s shot, Wang Dali did not hesitate, and immediately launched a strong field of great fields, and re -co -authored the speed field of the nephew.
“Doo! Boom!” Yan Wuxie held the long gun of Wang Dachuan with his heart, and the other hand fist into Wang Dali who rushed to the rushing.
“That’s right!” Yan Wuxie licked his lips.
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“Kill!” He instantly opened the evil semi -magical skills, devoured the semi -divine arts, and broke out. The strong murderous poured into all directions like a tide.
“Boom!” Yan Wuxie hit all his strength, hitting Wang Dali back at a faster speed.
“Well!” The wrist turned, and the ruler was like a flexible fish swimming fish. He escaped Wang Dachuan’s long gun and left a deep wound on his chest.
“Uncle!” Wang Dachuan screamed.
“Kill!” Wang Dali’s eyes were red and burst out, like a bull with a furious hair rushing towards Yan Wuxie.
“Pop!” Yan Wuxie slapped Wang Dali on the ground. Seeing that he was still struggling, he stepped on Wang Dali’s chest and completely set him up.
“Don’t move! Otherwise, you will die!” Yan Wuxie said indifferently.
“Don’t you kill us?” Wang Dachuan said in surprise.
“Not necessarily, recover the field, otherwise you will die!” Yan Wumuli ordered.
Although the ants who were going down were so high in order, Uncle Wang Dali nephew had an extreme shame, but after hearing Yan’s words, he immediately recovered his field.
It is a moment to live more for a moment, alive, not shame!This is the common idea of Uncle Wang Dali.
Yan Wuxie left a martyr’s glory on the two uncles and nephews. If they had any changes, these lights would immediately devour their internal organs.
“Sit!” Yan Wuxie sat on the main position and looked at the two uncle and nephew in front of him. He reached out and greeted.
Just now that they are the masters, the visitors are guests or ants, and now everything is reversed.The two uncle and nephew looked at each other with a bitter smile.
“Excuse me, what’s the matter with this grandfather?” Wang Dali bowed slightly and asked.
As the bottom -up ants at the bottom of the territory, Wang Dali has sufficient experience in how to serve these big characters.
In this regard, his nephew was completely strange, there was no way, he didn’t want to be innocent, it was best to do your best to please these big characters.
The sorrow on the other side was stunned, that is, a few moments, the extremely distinguished upper god god, suddenly became a pig -like person.
“I want you to be my slave!” Yan Wuwu said.
This idea came up when he saw the nephew Wang Dali. He had to go to the territory, but he was not familiar with everything in the upper territory.
If it is added to a power, then his life’s life is all on this power, which is what he cannot accept.
So he did not intend to join a force. It was no surprise that he wanted to find one or two wizards and one or two gods who were familiar with all the gods.
But most of these gods are proud and cannot serve the ants that go down.
Moreover, the strength of the gods is very strong. In case of the upper and lower border channels, the strength is restored. This strength is far stronger than itself. At that time, it is unclear who serves anyone.
Therefore, the gods that come down must be weak enough, and it is best to have no special background. Obviously, Wang Dali’s two uncle nephews meet his requirements.
“Impossible! We can’t be the slaves of the people!” Wang Dali yelled.
In the eyes of the upper people, the descendants belong to the lower creatures. They have become slaves of the people in their own people. Maybe people with justice feel that they are too shameful and come to kill themselves!
(This chapter is finished)