Chapter 1833: conjecture

"you……"
"What are you?"
Guerra wanted to say something more, and for a moment he felt a pain in the back of his head and gold stars in his eyes. Yang Tao actually started beating people again.
"Look at other little bats..."
"Little bat?!"
Hearing this name, and then looked at the blood saint son who was helpless and afraid to refute the slightest, Gera felt that his three views were refreshed again.
"pain!"
Interrupting himself again, Yang Tao felt very upset. So on the back of the opponent's head, there was a heavy call.
"Small table……"
Small table? ! Hearing these three words, Guerra wanted to scold his mother. I was called a small table, do you want to be like this? !
But after seeing Yang Tao's already raised hand again, and the gloating expression of the saint son of the blood race, he was wise to hold his mouth and prevent himself from making any unnecessary noises.
"You'd better make an appointment with them as soon as possible. It's best to make an appointment all at one place. I don't want to be too troublesome, so I plan to get it all in one go."
Yang Tao saw that Guerala was such a weak chicken, and other people must be even weaker. Now I have to build a formation and go to the underworld.
Where is there any spare time, messing around with the people here.
"Remember, especially the people on the little devil's side, don't deny it. At that time, I could see clearly. If I am dissatisfied, hehe...Little bat, you tell him what I will do."
Yang Tao smiled, then walked aside and took out a piece of jade slip, not knowing what he was messing up with.
But the saint child of the blood race smiled helplessly, and said:
"He will let you test the medicine, his various medicinal pills, guarantee the taste you haven't tried, make you linger and forget it for a lifetime."
"Holy Son of the Blood Race, you..."
"What are you? Accept your fate, it's better to cooperate, otherwise you are suffering, but I don't blame me for not telling you in advance. This kid is a devil, you better not take the initiative to make him unhappy."
The Saint Son of the Blood Clan explained well, of course, he didn't think so in his heart. Instead, he wanted Grado to disobey, so that this guy could receive special care.
"By the way, what did you do to my sister?"
"Don't worry, I didn't do anything. But you know, what does he want to do?"
"I don't know, you can ask someone out soon."
The saint son of the blood race didn't have the slightest affection for Gera, and didn't want to say anything to him at all.
In the end, Guerra was helpless and could only send a message to everyone else in accordance with Yang Tao's request.
"How about the small table? It's done."
After playing around for a while, Yang Tao returned to Ge La with an inexplicable smile.
"All right."
Gera rolled his eyes again, suffocating his inner anger.
"Well, that's okay, Nuo, two of you, tell me all the good things you know."
Yang Tao faced the two, one of them threw a jade slip.
"what?!"
After the two took the jade slip and looked at the contents, they all exclaimed.
This turned out to be a fill-in-the-blank question, the content of which is to the effect that if you want to redeem someone, you have to hand over something. And the blanks to be filled are those things.
"Yang Tao, don't go too far."
Gera saw it and couldn't hold it anymore.
"Excessive? You said I'm too much? Humph, you'd better fill in obediently, or else, hehe!"
"You have to think clearly and see if your own life is important or things are important!"
Faced with Yang Tao like this, Gera was speechless again. His own life and death are already in the hands of the other party. It seems that he has no right to choose!
"But, will you really let us go?"
"It depends on your luck and the sincerity of your family."
Yang Tao smiled evilly, then glanced at the saint of blood on one side.
"Look at Little Bat, your attitude is very good. Don't worry, Little Bat, I have a very good relationship with Princess Shirley of your blood family, as well as some other families. If it weren't for you to act on me, I would not It will treat you like this."
"So, don't worry, this time I just calm down and promise not to do anything to you."
Yang Tao's words made the blood saint son feel a little better.
Think about it, too, it seems that Yang Tao did not show too strong hostility towards his own blood.
"give."
In the end, both of them handed the jade slip to Yang Tao. Yang Tao didn't even look at it. He waved his hand directly, and struck out a decisive decision, then sent a message to Cook.
Such things are naturally more suitable for people of the blood race.
At the same time, he also transmitted a voice message to Princess Shirley, showing that he was greatly wronged. This shameless behavior caused the Saint Child of the Blood Race to severely despise Yang Tao in his heart.
Soon, Gera received a reply message. They all said that they would rush over immediately.
This made Yang Tao very satisfied, because even the first imperial blade of the island country said that it would come in the shortest time.
Because the invitation sent by Gela made their hearts moved, just like the blood saint son before, they said that they would suppress Yang Tao together, and then touch their own supernatural power damage.
This is something that no one can refuse, because they have all discovered that if they rely solely on themselves, it must take a long time.
But in the current situation, there is not so much time for them to consume.
But when they were almost there, all the forces received information about kidnapping from Yang Tao.
"What? Shengzi was kidnapped by Yang Tao!"
The Dark Council was furious. They looked at the information, with incredible writing on their faces.
"The news is true. It was sent by a small family, and they are the family that wants to contribute all the spiritual blood..."
"I received Yang Tao's jade slip, there is the image of the son..."
Soon, they were met again, in which Yang Tao pointed to the son called a little bat. This time, the entire dark council was fried.
"Too much deception, so many things!"
"No, we can't agree!"
"No, the said. If you don't agree, just throw the Son at the gate of the church..."
The Dark Council is in chaos, and the Round Table Family is not much better.
But the most entangled are the other forces.
Because their strongest heirs just went out just not long, and they received information about the kidnapping. Is this too fake?
Just when they doubted the credibility of the information, they received other news again.
Gela and the saint of blood were actually kidnapped.
"No, it was Gera's message just now. That's definitely a trap!"
"Hurry up and notify them to come back. Also, come, send someone to help!"
"Hurry up, now the young masters are weak, they can't let Yang Tao take advantage of the loopholes."
Several forces almost made the same reaction.
"Why are you doing this?"
The saint son of the blood race did not understand why Yang Tao would send such messages to several other forces at this time, wouldn't it be better to send them after someone caught them?
"Hey, my wisdom, how can a little bat like you be able to guess?"
The corners of Yang Tao's mouth turned upwards slightly, and then moved upwards, putting on a posture of invincible height...