Chapter 105 Fat Man's Action

The desolation of autumn is buried in the continuous autumn rain. The sound of the bleak rain is like hitting people's hearts. Each throbbing will arouse the sadness hidden in the depths of the heart and buried deeply. That is a fragment of the memory of the past, and it is also the echo of the heartbreaking roar of the past. Who can Got it?

The sky is gray, and the continuous drizzle has turned into a water curtain to cover this world full of holes. However, who has picked up the broken heart of the king's sky?

For a long time, Jun Lintian has endured endless pressure. He keeps moving forward in adversity. Even if there is an abyss ahead, he can only take steps. However, he jumps down and walks forward desperately for the last ray of light in his mind. Even if he is exhausted, he can no longer Take a step.

It was raining, and the figure of Jun Lintian, surrounded by a faint dark atmosphere, lay quietly in the water depression. He did not move, and the picture of the world seemed to be fixed at this moment.

"Hey..."

In a trance, I seemed to hear a sigh, but when I suddenly woke up, I found that there was no sound around me except the rustling rain. For a moment, I had to make people wonder if there was an illusion just now.

However, in this deep sigh, at the spine of the king's sky, where the third abyss of famine is located, suddenly flashed a black light at this moment, and this slightly unreachable black light flashed away, as if it had never appeared.

Just when Jun Lintian completely fell and escaped from the imprisoned secret room, the dark breath on his body spread out. Countless strong people smelled this extremely horrible dark breath, but these people could not have any resistance in the face of this dark breath. , they deserve to stand still, and then quietly look at the world completely shrouded in darkness.

The fat man in the holy land of Yantian. At that time, he was lying comfortably on a lounge chair, squinting his very small eyes, holding a teapot in his fat hand, and tasting tea leisurely. The fat man enjoyed the quiet time at this moment. Even the fat man felt that maybe it was a good decision to come to save the boy Lintian this time. Set.

However, just as the fat man was planning how to enjoy himself in the holy land of Yantian, suddenly a sense of alertness made the fat man's hair upside down, which was a reaction to the dangerous instinct born in danger many times.

There was a bad feeling in his heart. For a moment, the fat man thought that his whereabouts had been discovered by the Holy Land of Yantian. He was about to jump up and pat his buttocks to leave. However, at this time, a dark breath fluctuated in the fat man's perception, and his feet that had taken off unconsciously stayed in mid-air.

After a long time, the fat man struggled to stop his tendency to escape. He looked at the world that had become dark. In the world completely shrouded in darkness, the fat man smelled several extremely powerful breaths. These breaths were steadily above the fat man.

"Who the hell is so bold that he dares to openly challenge the Holy Land of Yantian? Isn't it against the fat master?" The fat man said fiercely. He knew that he was very likely to be found in the Yantian Holy Land. Now, coupled with this chaos, he almost didn't want to stay in the Yantian Holy Land, but when the fat man was preparing to run away again, his fat body was once again stiff there.

"This breath is... the boy of Junlintian? But why is it like this?" The fat man muttered that he could not associate this extremely frightening dark breath with the guy Jun Lintian, but the fat man always felt that there was the power of Jun Lintian in this dark breath.

The fat man stopped, and then he paced back and forth, constantly thinking about the gains and losses, weighing the pros and cons.

"Go and have a look? But... Damn, can the fat master go to that kind of place? Although the fat man is famous for being handsome and handsome, the fat man is not good at force. He is just looking for death in that chaotic place, but can't he..."

Say here, the fat man suddenly sounded the voice that echoed directly in his mind. The breath of looking down on all sentient beings made the fat man feel cold sweat soaked through his vest just thinking about it. At the same time, the fat on his body kept trembling. Suddenly, the fat man shivered. He stamped his feet fiercely and then gritted his teeth. He scolded, "Damn, just go. The fat master is lucky. Is there that bastard who dares to take the fat master's life?"

Then the fat man imposed countless prohibitions on himself, all of which were defensive and hidden traces and breath. In addition, the fat man's attainments in prohibition were extremely high. In the past few years, the fat man has never fallen into the far north, which directly led to the complexity of the prohibition, so that people can smack the tongue, the whole fat man People are almost hidden in endless prohibitions, but even so, he is still worried.

After putting on a mysterious cloak, the fat man smiled reassuringly.

The fat figure flashed, and his figure had disappeared, while the fat man rushed straight to the place where he took out the melee. However, no one found the trace of the fat man in the huge holy land, which also had to praise the fat man's strong ability in prohibition and stealth.

The fat man followed all the way. His small eyes witnessed the earth-shaking battle. The dark figure fought against the strong men alone in the holy land. This was what the fat man did not want. The fat man couldn't help doubting in his heart that the dark figure was the legendary god?

Thinking of the legendary god, the fat man immediately shook his head vigorously and stopped thinking nonsense. Because the fat man felt a trace of the king's breath from the dark figure. Although this faint breath was almost completely diluted by the strong dark breath, the fat man's keen sense of smell was still really felt.

For a moment, the fat man's small eyes widened as never before, and his whole eyeball almost fell from his eyes.

If it hadn't been for the disordered power around, which had kept the fat man in a tense state, the fat man might have jumped high and then roared loudly, "How could it be that boy?"

The fat man held back the impulse to roar in his heart, but such a way almost suffocate the fat man into an internal injury. He could only breathe violently to relieve his inner shock. However, when the fat man calmed down, he gradually found that the dark figure was not king, at least the dark one. There seems to be something missing in the figure.

The battle in the air soon ended. The fat man quietly hid in the corner. He tried his best to hide his whereabouts and wanted to chase down the dark figure, but the dark figure was so fast that the fat man could not catch up at all. In desperation, the fat man had to quietly return to his residence.

If the fat man's life is almost dealing with all kinds of prohibitions and burials, then all kinds of questions in the fat man's heart are always with him, and the questions in his heart have never been completely solved.

The fat man has been used to calm down alone and think slowly, but whenever he thinks of the lonely shadow, the fat man always has a feeling of palpitation. His intuition has been telling him that the dark figure like a demon god is the king, but the fat man's sober consciousness is Constantly oppose this idea.

No matter how evil Jun Lintian is, even if he has successfully broken through the sky level of physical strength and the power of the wilderness, the fat man still does not think that Jun Lintian can reach such a terrible point in such a short time.

"However, in that dark figure, there is definitely the breath of King Lintian, and it is the breath that escapes from the depths of the soul. If it weren't for the boy of King Lintian, what would it be?" The fat man thought so in his heart, and suddenly the little eyes that kept turning were fixed at that moment. The fat man's figure couldn't help trembling. He said to himself in horror, "Is it... the voice that suddenly echoed in his mind?"

"Yes, it must be him..."

The fat man said affirmatively in his heart, and the only thing he wants to understand at this moment is that Jun Lintian is still in the holy land of Yantian? Has it been saved by the dark figure? After all, the fat man felt the breath of King Lintian in that dark figure, and the purpose of the dark figure coming to the Holy Land of Yantian is naturally to save King Lintian, which is almost beyond doubt.

If you want to play all this, the fat man's fat face can't help trembling. It's an extremely proud smile, and he can't help but praise his wisdom and ability to understand everything in his heart.

"It seems that everything before has been busy... No, since I have come to the holy land of Yantian, how can I go back empty-handed, and whether Jun Lintian has really left? This news also needs to be determined. It seems that I still have to stay in the holy land of Yantian for a while, but..."

Thinking that he may be found at any time now, the corners of the fat man's eyes can't help but jump wildly, but for the deep fear of the sound hidden in the dark and echoing in his soul, the fat man has to forcibly suppress the idea of patting his buttocks and leaving.

"God, how can the fat master be so ill-fated in his life..."

The fat man looked up to the sky and cried.

What the fat man did in the holy land of Yantian, the people of the holy land of Yantian did not find any trace, but at the same moment, the moment when Jun Lintian completely fell into the dark abyss, a figure that had been dormant finally began his action. From that moment on, the strong men of the Yantian Holy Land regarded the strong in the northern wilderness as worldly enemies.

Because the northern barren land called wasteland by people in the far north is not only a king, but also a more mature and stable oriental indifference.