Doupa: Sign In For Three Years, Starting From Capturing The Goddess

You know, Mr. Yao is an eight-star fighter, and Wanyaozhai is the painstaking effort of Mr. Yao. It is more important than his life. Isn't this kid going to die?

At this time, Mr. Yao's expression gradually became gloomy and cold: "Little brother Ningluo, what do you mean?"

"Isn't my meaning very clear? In addition to the little doctor immortal, I also want your Wan Yaozhai!" Ning Luo repeated.

At this moment, Xiao Yixian's eyes brightened.

It seems that before, I blamed Ning Luo.

He is indeed a different person. She looked at Ning Luo's face expectantly, and Ning Luo's confident smile was deeply frozen in her heart.

Mr. Yao's face turned pale, looking at Ning Luo, his tone also became gloomy, and coldly said: "Ning Luo, I believe you are a disciple of the Yun Lanzong, so I will give you a little bit of face.

But you don't have to make an inch of it. Wanyaozhai is my life's painstaking effort. If you want to snatch it, you are snatching my life. "

"Don't blame me for not warning you. If you urge me, even if you are a disciple of the Yunlan Sect, you will not be able to get out of this Qingshan Town today!"

Mr. Yao's momentum suddenly gathered.

Wanyaozhai was his painstaking effort, and if Ningluo wanted Wanyaozhai, it was equal to killing him.

How could he give it?

At this time, even if he was afraid of Yunlanzong, even if he was afraid of Ningluo's identity, but Ningluo was going to kill him, how could he not be desperate?

He had already given Little Doctor Immortal to Ning Luo, but he didn't expect this Ning Luo to know what's good or bad.

"Oh, is it?" Ningluo suddenly laughed.

He stepped forward step by step, came to the villagers, looked at the thousands of villagers and said, "I want to tell you a secret."

"Do you know why you got this plague?" Ning Luo asked while looking at the villagers.

As soon as he said this, Mr. Yao was suddenly shocked.

"Ning Luo, what are you going to do?" Mr. Yao asked immediately.

The villagers held their breath and waited for Ning Luo to continue talking.

With a smile on his face, Ning Luo didn't pay attention to Mr. Yao, and then said: "You have this plague without warning, whether there is a source of infection, how can you get the plague? So what you have is not the plague, but the poisoning!"

Poisoned?

As soon as this remark came out, no matter who the villagers were, they looked at Ning Luo on the stage with great surprise.

Poisoned?

How can they be poisoned? Who poisoned it? What poison in it?

"Ning Luo!"

Mr. Yao shouted sharply.

Hearing this, Mr. Yao's face had already turned blue. He understood that Ning Luo wanted to sabotage his plan.

No one can destroy his plan, even a disciple of Yun Lanzong, not even!

Ning Luo looked at Mr. Yao and smiled: "What's the matter, is it a guilty conscience?"

"But, I said, I want a little doctor, and I want your Wanyaozhai!"

Ning Luo looked at the villagers and continued, "The poison you planted is called plague poison. You only need Qingfeng San to treat it, and this Qingfeng San is very cheap. You can make a bottle with less than one gold coin. Those who are poisoned, I'm afraid you don't need to say, you know!"

Suddenly, the crowd seemed to explode.

Who poisoned it?

Who is most beneficial to whom is the poison? Ning Luo said so obviously, how could they still not know?

At this time, they originally had a grudge against Mr. Yao, and of course they believed it through Ning Luo's words.

"Mr. Yao, I didn't expect it to be you, you despicable profiteer, you must die!"

"Mr. Yao, why are we from Qingshan Town sorry for you, you poisoned us!"

"You will get retribution, you will be struck by lightning!"

The villagers have all transformed into Zuan people, and they continue to greet the eighteenth generation of Mr. Yao's ancestors!

At this moment, Mr. Yao's face was so dark that he was wringing out of the water, his face became extremely gloomy, and his teeth were constantly grinding and making noises.

At this moment, he was extremely angry.

Ning Luo, this kid, actually broke his plan, so no matter who he is, even if he is a disciple of Yun Lanzong, what about it?

Dare to destroy his plan, no matter who it is, he must die!

"Ning Luo!" Mr. Yao sternly shouted with a dark face.

"What good is it for you to pierce me, do you really think that I dare not kill you? Although you are a disciple of the Yunlan Sect, many of the disciples of the Yunlan Sect were eaten by Magical Beasts.

After I killed you, I threw it to Magical Beasts to eat. Do you think Yun Lanzong was able to find out that it was mine? "

"I respect you three points, you don't have to make an inch!" Mr. Yao said sharply.

Ning Luo raised the corner of his mouth and smiled softly: "Kill me, if you can do it, then come on!"

At this time, Mr. Yao turned his head and looked at the villagers coldly and said, "Yes, I did it, but what about it?"

"You only have two choices now, either pay the money and I will clear the wind for you, or you will be poisoned to death by my poison!" Mr. Yao said coldly.

At this moment, everyone was quiet.

That's right, even if they knew that it was Mr. Yao's black hand, what could they do? The antidote is in Mr. Yao's hands. They don't give money, and they have only a dead end.

At this moment, there was a faint sneer from the stage: "Hahaha...Qingfengsan, can't it be made from the waste residue of my usual refining medicine?"

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