After Full Level Profession

Three gears at a time

Ordinary villages and towns, after the war, it always took a while to lick his wounds, but Xifeng Town did not have this problem. Other than the 32 people with stupid voices brought by this war, It did not cause any harm.the city, so Xifeng City returned to its usual rhythm in the blink of an eye.

The mayor arranged for some militia members to continue their guard so that other townspeople would continue to do what they were supposed to do, then he hurriedly came to the church.

Today, the church is very crowded.

Refugees in Baihua City, plus dozens of refugees from the original rock canyon, have turned the church into a crowded market like a vegetable market.

Robb obviously disliked the fanfare, he sat on the stone chair where he was lazy every day, and he directed some of the townspeople to tie the necromancer with a rope and hang him on the ceiling fan.

When the mayor saw this picture, his forehead was a little confused: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Robb says, "I told him I wanted to let him enjoy the fifth ceiling fan."

The mayor did not understand at all, but he was used to it. Father often had words that he did not understand at all. Don't ask at this time. If you ask, you still don't understand. Just smile .

The necromancer is hung, and the ceiling fan has not been turned on.

Robb smiled and let Xiaoyi, the three adventurers, and the two mayors sit together. There were many townspeople in the outer circle who stuck out their necks to witness the excitement. Everyone wants to see it. Dad said the ceiling fan was five speed. What does that mean.

Only Lilian did not come to look, she stood with a sullen face on the side of the refugees from the original rock canyon, her expression gloomy, it was clear that she was worried about her aunt.

Robb waved at him: "Lilian, come here!"

Lilian came here obediently, trying hard to show Robb a smile, but couldn't laugh at all.

Robb said: "Don't worry, we've found that the undead soldiers didn't kill villagers indiscriminately. All they want is occupation and control, not destruction and killing. Maybe your aunt's still alive."

"Huh?" Lilian's spirit suddenly lifted.

But Robb immediately said again: "But there is no point in him living. Aunty like this who sells her concubine will be beaten to death by me."

“Hei?” Lilian's expression immediately returned.

"Okay, I'm making fun of you." Robb let out a long sigh: "Poor people have everything they need to survive. I've never heard of anything like that. So, your aunt, I won't forgive you. She is, but I won't intentionally clean it up... Just ask a necromancer about the situation of the original rock canyon."

“Ah, yes, ask if my aunt this bastard is still alive.” Lilian looked left and right, and suddenly found the thin bamboo Robb used to smoke the spider, quickly picked it up, and stood under the ceiling fan.

Golda brought a bowl of cold water and poured it onto the Necromancer's face.

The last one got up and turned around ...

There was almost no flesh on his thin face, and his sunken eyeball looked around and found that he was hung on a strange object, with Robb sitting next to him, and a large crowd of spectators.

As I was about to recite the mantra, I heard Robb smile and say, “Wah, the first thing you do when you wake up is to skip the mantra. If you read it, continue reading if you have the seeds. Believe it or not, I'll finish it in a second. When the time comes, it instantly cuts you into seventeen or eight pieces."

Robb smiled and said: "Now I ask you to answer. The wrong answer is third grade, the wrong two sentences are four grades, and the wrong three sentences are fifth grade. Understood?"

The Necromancer said gloomily: "I understand you're a ghost."

"First sentence is wrong." Robb deeply regrets his answer: "Alright, try the third tooth first."

He placed his hand on the magic container and lightly clicked on the switch. This magic container is very interesting. Can determine the release speed of magic power according to the power of the button. So Robb can make it operate with just one tap Half-speed to unleash the magic.

The magic power of the wind system stored inside was immediately spewed out, blowing the fan blades under the tree, the fan blades were spinning, moving the gears, and the gears were moving the gears, crawlers, and gears, and the gears, and finally, the ceiling fan hung on the tree rotated.

The necromancer sensed the spiraling power of the rope hanging itself, and then, his entire person spun with the ceiling fan, and all the surrounding scenery began to spin rapidly, he said, surrounding the faces of the city residents around it. , instant. the picture is very beautiful, ouch, dizzy picture.

Robb smiled and said, "Lilian, suck him up!"

Lilian wanted to smoke this stuff for a long time. Her aunt's life and death still befall this man. The bamboo stick in his hand hit the necromancer, because the latter was spinning too fast, Lilian I don't know where I got her body, however, I don't care about that, just suck it.

Sweat a moment!

The spectators next to the townspeople finally understood what a three-speed ceiling fan was, and their faces darkened, thinking: Father's tricks are terrifying, ah, very frightening, very scary, we can't make Dad angry in the future, if we also catch Dad coming up with a set of three-stage ceiling fans, which is really sad.

Twenty seconds later, Robb stops a fan on the ceiling.

Even though it was only a cricket for twenty seconds, the necromancer had no idea how many times he turned around. He just felt that the sky was spinning, and he didn't know where he was. He vomited with "vomit", and all his vomit was spewed out, so disgusting that it made his chest hurt.

Lilian was so frightened that Lilian rushed back a few steps, for fear of vomit splashing into her body.

Robb frowned in disdain: "You know, come on somebody, wash him."

A few refugees from Rough Stone Canyon ran over, picked up a bucket and sprinkled it at a necromancer, then picked up a long brush and applied it to him. In the blink of an eye, the vomit on his body was erased, but, his robe was completely wet and stuck to his body, looking uncomfortable to the thief.

Moreover, these rough rock canyon refugees hate it because their homes are occupied by necromancers. While bathing him, they took the opportunity to hit him with a few sticks. It was inevitable.

Robb smiled and said, "How? Is the third gear ceiling fan fun?"

The Necromancer felt his brain tremble, and the entire person was still spinning in the north, south, east, and west. He said uncomfortably, "I...I've already taken it...Don't play it again. .."

Robb said: "Well, I'll keep asking you questions now, and the wrong answer will be the fourth gear."

The necromancer obediently admitted: "Excuse me."

Robb says, "You're from a real rock canyon, right?"

"Yes!"