Super Small Farmer

According to Yang Tao's estimation, on the first day, Mei should be able to play even more powerful cards at the end. And even though his "Sword Dance" was very powerful just now, it still differed from the strength Yang Tao had expected.

What surprised Yang Tao the most was that Mei did not show any strong cards on the first day and at the end. This made Yang Tao, who was planning to merge with the fifth clone, very depressed.

"Does it really mean that I think too much? Yamaki Jiro has such a powerful backer because of his status as a young master. And this first day, Mei has no such status at all, so there is no backer at all? ?"

Yang Tao felt something wrong with his own conjecture. If the other party really doesn't have such an important position, why is Ono Taro afraid of this stuff.

Yang Tao doesn't think it's just because this guy is a member of the first family.

Taro Ono is also the young lord of the Ono clan anyway. If a young lord is faced with an ordinary member of the first family, does he need that kind of fear?

"By the way, look at this storage bag."

Yang Tao didn't forget that when Mei took herself away on the first day, she took out a dark token. That thing can make Ono Taro's gaffe like that, it's definitely not a simple thing.

"Yep?!"

Soon, Yang Tao found the other's storage bag. But it can't be opened because of obstruction.

"This thing can actually recognize the Lord. Could it be that it just killed the first day of beauty, so it can't be opened directly?"

The holding bag, this thing is very troublesome, if Yang Tao wears away slowly, it will naturally be able to open it. But if you open it forcibly, the contents inside will return to nothingness and be destroyed by the force of space.

Therefore, Yang Tao usually takes the initiative to rob and ask the other party to bring out things.

But now, Yang Tao was puzzled.

It stands to reason that the thing that recognizes the master can only be killed by the master. The so-called confession disappeared, but the current situation made Yang Tao a little confused.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Yang Tao seemed to have thought of something. With a wave of his hand, he put away his beautiful body on the first day, holding Fajue in both hands, turning into a sword, and heading in one direction...

"Damn it! Bagaya Road!"

After separating from Yang Tao, Ono Taro turned and returned to his residence, losing his temper.

"Baga!"

"Why? Why, that person like a human monster, can get that token!"

"Damn it, that's one of the most influential tokens!"

"Seeing, seeing that I will succeed."

Ono Taro was extremely angry, but he could not react. All that can be done is silently endured.

He knew the horror of the token, if he dared to disobey, the entire Ono family would be implicated.

The merits of Buddhism inheritance are great, but it still can't compare with that token.

"Huh~hu~"

Ono Taro kept breathing heavily. He knew that the current situation could not continue.

"Huh! The first day is beautiful, you are amazing."

Soon, Ono Taro showed a fierce look.

"Do you want to rob me of my credit? But if you don't have this relic, you still can't get the inheritance! Hahaha, Yang Tao now has a passage of scripture, just that scripture... um?!"

Just now Ono Taro subconsciously touched the place where he put the relic, but soon, he felt empty.

At first, he thought that he had touched the wrong place.

But soon, he kept playing with his hands around his waist, empty, nothing.

"how can that be!?"

Ono Taro's whole body was muffled, and the relic was clearly on his body. Damn it, now... why did it disappear suddenly?

What kind of situation is this?

After a long time, Ono Taro still did not respond. He really couldn't think of when his relic disappeared.

"The first day is beautiful?!"

Finally, there was a fierce light in his eyes.

"Asshole, you are too much!"

Thinking about it, what Ono Taro can think of, with such ability, and such courage, then only the first day is beautiful.

"You wait for Lao Tzu!" Soon, Ono Taro turned directly into a streamer, and headed towards the most central position in the Eastern Mountain Range, where the mountain range of the first family was located.

Boom~

Yang Tao came directly to the secret place, shaking his figure, evading the formation he had set up at the beginning, and appeared in a cave.

Inside, there is an ordinary stone bed.

Lying on the bed was a woman dressed in white. She was undulating and curvy, like a sleeping fairy, quiet and sweet.

But on the woman's forehead, there was a trace of black energy struggling with the needle, condensing, trying to make chaos.

"hateful!"

The chill around him has not diminished in the slightest. Ma Jiani on the stone bed was still sleeping.

"what is this?!"

Yang Tao roared, obviously he had already killed the first day of beauty, but now, why the curse on Ma Jiani still hasn't dissipated.

Hum~

The faint golden light was released from Yang Tao's side.

The relics hung in the air automatically, sending out waves in circles.

Soon, the cute little monk moved out of the ripples. The relic once again turned into an ordinary appearance and fell into the hands of the little monk.

During the separation, Yang Tao directly used the spatial formation, stealing the relics from Ono Taro without knowing it.

This, even if it was the first day of beauty, I didn't even notice it at the time.

"Ghost spell?!"

A little surprise flashed in the little monk's eyes, and he suddenly stepped forward, taking a serious look at the black air on Ma Jiani's forehead.

"what?!"

Yang Tao was shocked suddenly, aware that the little monk might know something.

"Hey, this woman took the initiative to plant the magic spell. It's really pathetic!"

The little monk opened his mouth with compassion, but after seeing Yang Tao's almost violent eyes, he hurriedly continued to add:

"Her own nine-character mantra is very appropriate. As long as the curse caster is killed, the ghost curse will naturally be eliminated and she will be able to wake up."

"Damn, Lao Tzu naturally knows this. But Lao Tzu has clearly killed the curse caster just now, why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Yang Tao almost roared. He just killed Mei on the first day with his own hands. Why didn't he get better?

"amount?!"

The little monk was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Yang Tao with an idiotic look.

"Little monk, tell me quickly. Otherwise, I really want to clean up you..."

What kind of look is this? How can a monk see himself with such eyes?

"Um, don't you think that there is only one clone technique?"

The little monk's grievances were just a short sentence, but it was like thunder in Yang Tao's mind, constantly tossing...