Super Small Farmer

"Yang Tao, don't worry, we will be able to deal with the Holy See together. When the time comes, your Huaxia's heavenly path will definitely change."

The blood people spoke again, and at this moment there was a trace of tremor in their tone, full of excitement.

If you can turn the crisis into peace this time, wouldn't you be a great hero? He had even begun to imagine what kind of reward the Dark Council would give him.

"Idiot, you shut up Lao Tzu."

The blood of the saint son's lungs are about to explode, **** it, why did he come here by ghost? See these idiots?

What kind of character is Yang Tao, he has such a good talk? What a joke, this **** can't tell how bad things are in his mind.

I want to join hands with us. This is completely delusional.

"Yang Tao, draw down the road, just tell me what you want."

The saint child of the blood race was full of sneers, as if he didn't care if he would be killed by Yang Tao.

"Don't worry, I know you have a back hand. I am angry when you say it. You are all so greedy for life and fear of death, so you can let powerful people leave tricks on you at every turn."

"Look at me, there is nothing. Hey, people are bigger than people, how come you are so big?"

The saint son of the blood race rolled his eyes, don't you have any other means on Yang Tao? You wouldn't believe it if you killed yourself, but your shameless words are really disgusting.

"Hey, forget it, people like you who are above all will not understand."

Yang Tao sighed, too lazy to argue with the other party. He directly shook his hand and slammed the slave mark at the blood clan.

He remembered, the more brothers the better. How can he let go of such a little brother? Although it is a little bat, it is also a force, isn't it? What a waste of drops, it is too inconsistent with Yang Tao's character.

"Well, that saint son, let's go."

After Yang Tao clapped his hands, he smiled and said to the saint of blood.

"What are you doing?!"

"Why? Are you stupid? Naturally, I was kidnapped by Lao Tzu. If you want to redeem you, let the good stuff from your dark council come over. You guys, go find a letter from the dark council."

Kill the saint son of the blood race? It's not that Yang Tao didn't think about this idea. If he pays a price and thinks of other methods, he should be able to do it naturally.

But now, his thinking has completely changed. What can you do if you kill the opponent? Make full use of it anyway.

Building a teleportation array requires resources, and a treasure of heaven and earth. And this blood saint child is undoubtedly the best bargaining chip.

Yang Tao rolled his eyes, then said to the blood races:

"By the way, you remember to say that I don't have much time for them to consider. Otherwise, I will sell people to other forces. I think those forces must like this product very much."

product? !

His own dignified blood saint, the existence of the same level as the young teacher, was actually regarded as a product? Damn, this **** is too damnable.

"Yes."

The kinsmen are completely acting with Yang Tao. After all, he has been enslaved, and the blood race of the Nascent Soul cultivation base has no room for resistance in front of Yang Tao.

"Okay, go, go, this is my request, you guys do things well, don't worry, I am very kind."

Yang Tao continued to play the trick and threw a piece of jade slip to several blood races. Then he made a decisive move and ruthlessly suppressed the saint son of the blood race.

"Yang Tao, what do you want?"

Suppressed by Yang Tao and sealed off all cultivation bases, the saint of blood, his face flushed.

It was the first time that he became a prisoner. Moreover, this **** Yang Tao would really do something that made him feel particularly surprised.

"I'm a very open-minded person. I just said, kidnapping. Don't you understand?"

Yang Tao glanced at the other person with an idiot look, then raised his head, thinking very carefully.

"Hey, that little bat..."

"what did you say?!"

Little bat, fuck, Lao Tzu is a holy son. I have a name. Even if you Yang Tao catches me, you can't insult me ​​like this.

"Little bat, why? Are you not convinced? I have a lot of pill... I remember that I used a little bat to test the pill. Your vitality is very good and it is suitable for testing. My medicine..."

After seeing Yang Tao's eyes, there was a look of memories. The saint child of the blood family decisively gave up the idea of ​​resistance in his mind just now. Instead of being called like this, it is better to try medicine.

Think of Yang Tao's medicine, and then look at what he looks like at the moment, he felt a chill in his heart.

"Little bat, do you know what other people are doing?"

With a smile that he considered to be very amiable, Yang Tao smiled at the saint of blood and said.

At the same time, a faint mark flew towards the saint child of the blood race when inadvertently. However, before touching it, it was dissipated by an inexplicable force.

"Grandma Di, really has something to do. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will be able to enslave this so-called Saint Son."

Yang Tao sighed secretly, but he didn't compromise like this, he would still find a way in the future.

"They...what did you just do to me?"

"Nothing, you said, do you know?"

There was a trace of impatience in Yang Tao's tone, and he was still a little entangled in the failure of the cast.

"What do you want to do?"

The saint son of the blood race felt more and more that there was a conspiracy surrounding him.

"Hey, think about it. At that time, they all shot against Lao Tzu. Now that you suffer alone, don't you want them to suffer with you too?"

This persuasive logic is really unique. The Saint Child of the Blood Race had rolled his eyes again, and he finally knew what Yang Tao wanted to do.

"If Lao Tzu suppressed them, would you feel better? Or, would you feel more comfortable in the future. After all, if you go out in the future, everyone will say, oh, look, that saint son was suppressed by Yang Tao Oh..."

Yang Tao described it vividly and vividly. The more he said, the face of the Saint Child of the Blood Race became uglier.

"So, since everyone has been suppressed by Lao Tzu and kidnapped, it's nothing. It's not that shameful, right, you have to think clearly. Otherwise, this is the stain of your life."

Especially when he heard Yang Tao's last words, the saint son of the blood race suddenly became excited. He didn't even dare to think about the picture Yang Tao just described.

"Well, Ben Shengzi is willing to tell you how to find them."

Hearing the words of the saint of blood, Yang Tao showed a very contented smile.

Um huh, Xiao Shi, go to the Holy See and trouble, I first go find other forces to search...