Chapter 4197 too little harvest
While they were still fighting, they went directly to the Mansion Lord's mansion or the treasury in the city, there was a high probability that there would not be too many obstacles.
In this way, Fang Fan can be given some convenience to the greatest extent.
He entered the Fucheng silently, without any obstacles along the way.
Generally speaking, everything is still in progress according to the established direction.
In the city, there was a panic.
All kinds of shouts can be heard endlessly.
War is coming!
In fact, it is these ordinary people who suffer the most.
What are they doing wrong?
Why bear the baptism of war?
In such a troubled world, only by becoming stronger can we protect ourselves.
This is the eternal truth!
Fang Fan grabbed a few tongues belonging to Changling Prefecture, the so-called prisoners.
He needs these captives to guide him.
It was also the first time for Fang Fan to come to this prefecture of Changling Mansion.
Let alone ransacking the mansion of the treasury master, even the location can't be figured out, this is really nonsense.
Thinking up to this point, Fang Fan couldn't help turning his eyes around, thinking about it, and the pattern was established accordingly.
it is more than words.
At the moment, it is being promoted in an all-round way according to the established direction!
"My lord, this is the treasury."
"My lord, spare me my little one."
"The little one hasn't done anything bad."
"My lord... my lord!"
boom!
bang bang bang!
Kowtow like pounding garlic.
The state at this moment is vividly displayed!
In order to live, many times it is really possible to be infinitely humble.
too difficult.
Deep in my heart, there was an inexplicable sense of panic and anxiety.
After thinking about it, his eyes flickered, and his consciousness exploded.
impermanence of life.
Nothing more than this!
"Let's go."
Fang Fan waved his hand and said with a smile.
Now that this is the case, there is no need to talk too much.
Fang Fan led the people directly into the warehouse of Changling Mansion.
Fang Fan's purpose is naturally to wipe out all the beads of faith here!
Weapons and treasures are not within the scope of Fang Fan's investigation.
Searched carefully for a wave...
"Master, a total of... more than 13 million faith beads were found."
Yuwen Hanlin lowered his head, inexplicably feeling ashamed.
At this moment, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching his thoughts, and it was completely messed up.
Rhythm... numb!
This thing is not good!
It's far from what you imagined!
Before winning a castle, almost ten million belief beads could be seized.
Now they have breached a warehouse in a prefectural city, is this the only gain?
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, and there was a glint of sternness in them.
This is far from imaginary!
Who will make up for the difference?
Fang Fan licked his lips, his expression unpredictable.
If only this Faith Bead is enough to promote a three-star pseudo-god realm army to a four-star pseudo-god realm.
This doesn't mean much to Fang Fan now.
As far as the overall battle situation is concerned, the impact is not great, and after thinking about it, I feel deeply.
As Fang Fan thought about it, his expression changed accordingly.
I always feel that there are some special tricks in it.
If you don't think clearly, sooner or later you will have problems.
"Forget it, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."
"Collect it first."
Fang Fan bit his head, and didn't bother to say anything at the moment.
It's not like the mentality will explode because of this matter, right?
If the mentality collapsed because of this, it would be too silly.
Consciousness or something, hold on.
Only in this way can there be further development in the future.
"Master, what shall we do now?"
"Do you want to go directly to the city gate?"
"The battle over there has intensified."
On the side, Yuwen Hanlin came over and said.
"At the gate of the city, I can't go there yet."
"Now our net worth is too little."
"Go to the Palace Master's Mansion!"
"I don't believe it anymore, there is nothing to gain!"
Fang Fan squinted his eyes, he didn't believe this evil anymore!
How could such a huge Changling Prefecture be inferior to a castle?
He came here from a thousand miles in order to be able to quickly arm himself.
If this thing directly pulls the hips, it's really meaningless.
Fang Fan squinted his eyes and was full of thoughts, and now he could only go to the palace lord's mansion to try his luck.
If there is a chance, there may be some special gains.
Fang Fan didn't stop, and led his elite troops to the palace lord's mansion.
After all, this is the palace master's residence, so there are still some guards.
But after being shot by Gothic Gatling's army, the palace master's mansion was breached.
Fang Fan called all the people from the palace master's mansion over.
"Identify the location of the warehouse of the City Lord's Mansion."
"The designator can live, or die."
Fang Fan was straightforward.
At this moment, there is no need to talk about it, the rhythm and so on must be completely collapsed!
These are the most important!
If there is a slight deviation, the loss is too much.
At this time, Fang Fan couldn't afford to lose it.
"you say."
Fang Fan pulled a beautiful woman over.
"I... I don't know..."
"You...you go away!"
"I'm still the Palace Master's third wife!
"You dare to be rude to me! Lord Palace Master will not let you go!"
"You're dead! You're dead!"
"Let go of me! Let me go! Otherwise, the Palace Master will definitely kill you!"
"Get out! Get out!"
Hesteri's roar followed, and then this beautiful woman who claimed to be the third wife of the palace master actually attacked Fang Fan desperately!
Fang Fan's eyes flickered with anger.
seek death?
Seeking benevolence?
If you insist on dying, what can I do?
I can only beat you to death directly.
Fang Fan then sighed, it was too real.
Life is impermanent, the large intestine wraps the small intestine.
That being the case, there is nothing to say.
Fang Fan waved his hand...
A blood Shura stepped forward with a Shura knife in his hand.
Click!
With the knife in hand, a big head fell to the ground.
Looking at the past, inexplicably, people feel panicked.
Just die.
very direct.
It didn't even make a whimper, and then it was so cold.
Life is impermanent, nothing more than this.
There was a wave of sighs, inexplicably feeling this way.
The blood made these people realize their own status and value.
Times have really changed.
"Who else wants to fight me?"
"Um."
"You can say it now!"
"I can work it out together."
"You can try to howl now to see if the Palace Master you have been thinking about will come back to save you,"
"My patience has a limit."
"I hope you all have something in your heart."
"To be honest, I have no grievances or enmities with you, and I don't want to kill you either."
"As long as you can cooperate with me well, why should I fight against you?"
Fang Fan was straightforward.
What he said was the truth.
What he wants has always been the Faith Bead.
