Chapter 1257: Sad reminder of the **** medicine sect (1)

Chapter 1257 The Sadness of the God of Medicines (1)
"Well," the wind smirked. "I didn't think I was going to find the medicinal medicinal herbs so quickly. Since you are planning to harbor Qin dynasty, then I will go there for a moment, as for now..."
The youth’s heart was flustered, but his face was never revealed. He bit his teeth:
What do you want to do now?

"You let Qin Qin children run away, then leave you."
Hey!
The giant pot was so excited that the young man could feel the mouth-watering saliva of this pot, and he couldn’t wait to rush it down to swallow him.
"I... I am a medicinal person..." The young man panicked back.
He has not had time to find a chance to escape, Wu Yu has been behind him, so that he can not retreat.
The rest of the people's eyes are also with a mistake. Although the wind has a high-order sacred martial artist, the medicinal medicinal herbs can not fall for many years in the mainland, and the foundation is not generally strong.
If the wind is like a dumping and the anti-drug is hard, there will be no good end.
but……
When the crowd saw the giant pot hovering over the wind, it fell into silence.
No one knows where the strength of this pot is. However, he can make a saint warrior a high-ranking surrender, and he must have his power... beyond the imagination of the world. If there is it, maybe the wind is still there. The ability to resist with the medicinal herbs...
"Small pot, give him to me." The wind plucked from the face of the youth, faceless expression.
The giant pot slammed and seemed to be somewhat puzzled.
Does the owner not want to turn this human being into a slave?
"I don't lack a thug now, but the mother-in-law's Fengyun House should be missing a shovel. You have to abandon one of his arms and throw it away to clean the lavatory to Fengyun."
hiss!
Everyone couldn't help but take a sigh of relief.
This young man is not as strong as Wu Yu, but he is also a holy warrior. Let a holy warrior clean the latrine? This is too violent.
It is a waste!
Mu's eyes were twitching, and the sorrowful eyes stared at the wind.
You don't miss a beater, but I am missing. If you don't need you to give it to me.
It’s also a holy warrior, and it doesn’t look low at the level of the medicinal medicinal tract. You let him go to clean the latrine?

Pan, Fengyunfu does not lack people who clean the latrines.

Nalan’s smile was shallow and stunned.
The young man just came to a sigh of relief, who knows that the voice of Nalan smoke is ringing again.
"The Fengyun House is not lacking. It can be compared with the generals who lack the cleaning of the latrines. Otherwise, you will throw him to the generals to give your grandfather and let your grandfather arrange him."
Nalan smoke said this, and the wind is not good enough to force people to go to Fengyunfu.
Her fingers caressed her chin and smiled: "The mother said that it is not wrong. It is best for the grandfather to arrange him. Well, this is also a holy warrior. Besides cleaning the latrine, I can train for our Nalan. The soldiers, the Iron Legion also need such people to practice."
The actor can do more, and finally catch a samurai who she does not need to use, how to let him play the final role.
When the young people listened to these people in a few words, they arranged the plain clear, and his heart suddenly became cold, as if he was in hell.
Sovereign, these people are terrible, I want to go home...
No matter how young people leave tears of grievances and hatred, these people have no mercy in their eyes.
Ps: I am still writing
(End of this chapter)