Chapter 338: Poison Buster

Miluo knew that Yang Zimei could not be underestimated, so he packed all the poisons raised in the house in a sack with a magical ghost.
Ready for everything, before leaving the door, a pair of handsome men and women stood outside.
The man's black suit was tall and with a cold face. A pair of pupils exuded the brilliance of a sharp blade, and the whole body was murderous like a god.
The women are petite and delicate, with beautiful faces, skin like jade, and dark eyes like stars in the sky, as if all the stars are condensed inside.
Isn't this the young girl who fled?
Now it's here again!
Miluo couldn't help but want to shout "God help me too"!
However, looking at the man next to her, it didn't seem to be easy to deal with.
He has a very strange breath, neither a wicked atmosphere nor an ordinary human breath.
The round spot that was originally wrapped around his waist saw the dragon scatter day by day. He always liked to spit his head up and spit blood. He actually narrowed his neck and wrapped it around him firmly, as if he was afraid of something.
The other poisons crawling on him also flinched behind him, as if meeting a natural enemy.
This was a situation that Miluo had never encountered before.
He reached out and patted his round head, motioning it not to be afraid.
After being appeased by the owner, the round-spotted courage gathered up courage. It did not dare to face the dragon day by day, but vomited a letter and a poisonous gas to Yang Zimei evilly.
Seeing it, Yang Zimei still stepped back a little bit with a bit of anxiety. The hand that held the dragon day by day was slightly tight, and his fingertips were cold.
Seeing Miluo and his ugly and weird poison, feeling Yang Zimei's fear, the dragon became more and more furious every day.
At this time, his entire body looked like an ancient sword out of the sheath. With his strong breath, Yang Zimei could clearly feel that his spine was slightly cold.
"Brow, it's him!" Long asked in a deep voice every day.
"Um." Yang Zi nodded, holding the butterfly card in one hand and the small iron tower in one hand.
"While you rest, I want to let him know what will happen to the woman who hurt my woman!" Long Zhutian's fists clenched, his muscles bulged ...
I don't know if it is an illusion, Yang Zimei now feels that Dragon's body has been enlarged a little bit day by day, standing like King Kong.
Luo Luo also looked at the man in surprise!
This man is actually practicing the legendary Vajrayana!
I really didn't expect that there would be such a number of people in this undeveloped small county.
No wonder the master always tells everyone that it is best not to step into the land of Huaxia, it is easy to meet an expert who knows the real magic gate formation method.
He hurriedly opened the bag and blew his whistle ...
The tortoises, spiders, toads, and scorpions in the bag and others crawled out and attacked the dragon and Yang Zimei.
And that round spotted duck avoids the dragon day by day, like an arrow, opens his mouth and bites at Yang Zimei ...
Long guarded her day after day, punched and fell, and slammed into the round head ...
His punch is so powerful that even an elephant can't resist him.
The round-spotted hawk himself had some kind of fear of him. When he saw his fist coming, he flinched hurriedly ...
The dragon did not give it a chance to shrink back day by day, grabbed it with a big hand, grabbed its tail, and threw it hard to the ground—
The round-spotted cormorant was stunned and fell to the ground.
It found that its invincible and powerful defensive force, as soon as it met the dragons day by day, it seemed as if the soil encountered water and quickly disintegrated, unable to resist ...