Vol 3 Chapter 1992: Confidence orally

Yao Sheng hesitated a moment. Although he was a disciple of the upper hole, he was also behind, and he had just recovered. He was only less than 10%. He had already cultivated the spirit of Taiyi before his death.
Today, less than 10% of the cultivation, the top is also a fairy, the earth fairy, placed in the Westward world, that is, the land public, the Weihe Dragon King, even the four sea dragons can not match, not without breaking the golden body.
"Why, don't you dare?" Qin Xiao sneered.
Yao Sheng’s eyebrows sank and he said:
I don’t dare, it’s better than that.

He is a good hand with poison, and it is expected that the poison of the Qin dynasty will be a bit powerful? He can still be afraid of a mortal.
"Well, don't say that I am holding you by the emperor, you will come first." Qin said.
Yao Sheng took out a bottle of poison from his pocket, poured a cup of tea, and dropped a drop into it. He said: "This poison is called the immortal, it was made by Tongtian disciples, under the B, no one. Can stop, since you have to test, please."
"Cough, emperor, it is necessary to remind you that the poison of the immortal, can kill the soul, this cup of tea, you are likely to disappear forever."
The broom star reminded me.
It is self-evident that the vindictiveness of the Qin dynasty and the identity of the other side of the mountain are self-evident.
Yao Sheng is noble and noble, but he is not afraid of death, but the broom star does not want to be finished with Qin.
"No problem."
After two simple words, Qin Hao drank the tea.
The immortal into the throat, hot and hot, like a high-temperature molten iron flowing all over the throat line, wherever there is a very happy feeling.
From Yao Sheng’s statement to Taiyi, Qin Hao knew this game and he won.
His imprint of immortality is the use of the gods of the gods, the Bodhisattva and the Bodhisattva, and then to the king to use it to protect the hell. The imprint is absolutely rare in the heavens and the earth, and the Guangwang is in the congenital period. It is already Taiyi Zhengxian.
Therefore, the imprint of immortality is at least above the immortality, so it is simpler to resist the destruction of the district.
Think about it too. In the long years, I don’t know how many people have tried to poison Guangwang in the two major periods. But in the end, not all of them have been sealed by his undead imprint.
A cup of the sacred belly, Qin Lan is very calm sitting on the stone bench.
Yao Sheng and others are all staring at him, and the mood is extremely complicated.
Everyone does not want to be led by Fang Chuangshan, but he does not want Qin Yu to die. After all, he is the last hope of Fang Congshan. Everyone is not easy to resurrect, and no one wants to die.
After about a quarter of an hour, Qin Xiao smiled and said: "It seems that your poison is not good."
Yao Sheng saw that he was safe and sound, and he was very surprised: "How can this be done? It is impossible for your cultivation to be too flu."
"Poison I have already drunk, now it's your turn."
Qin Xiao smiled and extended his right middle finger. The fingertips condensed a drop of clear water drops and landed in the tea in front of him, and handed it to Yao Sheng.
Yao Sheng looked at the cup of tea and heard the drums in his heart.
After seeing the Qin dynasty, he was actually somewhat regretful, not regretting bet, but regretting reckless ignorance and ignoring the emperor.
"Don't dare drink?"
Qin Lan asked coldly.
"Drink." Yao Sheng looked cold, took the teacup and drank it.
Tea is just a little belly, he turned into a seven-hole blood red, began to bleed the color of the smoke, the visible skin of the naked eye like a cracked field, there is a crack.
"You, what poison are you giving me?" Yao Sheng was lucky, but it was already late. The poisonous fire was like the power of the original, and instantly swallowed his poor energy.
This poison is not something he can resist at all.
"Destroy the singer, you gave me a drop, I extracted it and gave it back to you."
"Yao Sheng, you will not only poison, it will not detoxify."
Qin Xiao smiled.
Yao Sheng was extremely uncomfortable and suffering, almost exploding. "The person who made the poison has already died. I have to go to the antidote."
"Hey!"
The poison gas attacked the heart, and he struggled to fall on the ground and struggled.
"Yao brother."
"Emperor, brother, he is only a moment of temperament, you adults do not remember the villain, save him."
"If you don't save him, he will explode and his soul will fly away."
A side of the square inch disciples have fallen, pleading for Yao Sheng to Qin.
"But it."
"I have a friendship with my ancestors in the last life. This world has the responsibility to reinvigorate Fang Cunshan. This time I will let you live."
Qin Qin cut his fingertips with his nails, dripped a drop of blood, and put it in the tea. Immediately, a disciple poured into Yao Sheng’s mouth.
Slightly tilted, the poisonous fire on Yao Sheng’s body was retired.
The disciple of Fang Xiangshan, with a twilight face, respectfully said: "Yao Sheng is slow to the emperor, it is a sin to die, and now he is convinced that he will listen to the emperor."
"Do you think that Dan Zezi and others are obeying me, just because I threatened them with the danger of Fang Binshan?"
"No, Fang Congshan will not be oppressed. I am here to save and reproduce the light, not to arrest slaves."
"Otherwise you are meaningless to me!"
Qin Hao explained coldly.
"The disciple is ignorant and offended the emperor. It is really the best." Yao Sheng convinced the oral channel.
The Qin dynasty can serve the annihilation of the immortal. Even if it is other disciples, the disciples are not afraid. What else does he disagree with?
"Go and let Danzizi release them, you will come together, I have something to look for."
Qin Hao told the road.
Yao Sheng quickly went to work in person.
At this time, Shamoer is still sitting in her general manager's office. It is not beautiful. In her opinion, although Qin Yu has a great emperor title, but compared with Yao Shenglai, there is a world of difference, with Yao Sheng proud. Temper, I am afraid that I will not give him face.
In the end, the head of this general manager is still her, and no one wants to take it away.
Hey, I want my aging mother to be a slave, but I don’t have a door.
It was beautiful, a noisy footstep rang, and Gu Qing led a few lower disciples to come in.
"Ancient Qing, are you not in the wall?" Shamo asked.
"From now on~EbookFREE.me~ You are sent to the slave, responsible for pouring the toilet. In addition, the emperor has a decree, a penalty of one hundred slaps, Master Lee, come."
Ancient Qingdao.
"Yes, the ancient general manager."
A younger disciple is out of the list, and a slap in the sand is a slap in the face.
Two hundred slaps of the ear, Shamo's teeth were lost, and the charming face was swollen and swollen into a pig's head.
"How could this be the case, isn’t Yao’s brother in charge of Fang Chengshan? How did Qin Hou change when he came back?

The pain in the heart of Shamo’s heart, the heart that wants to die.
This time offended Qin Qin, she estimated that it is very difficult to get out of the pit, and then I am afraid that it is necessary to give those dirty slaves a lot of toilets and smelly water for countless years.
And the nature that accompanied her, as well as her old master, the broomstick, is also a loss of carelessness.