Super Small Farmer

"Yang Tao, don't worry, we will be able to deal with the Holy See together. At that time, the way of heaven on your side in China will definitely change."

The blood clan man spoke again, with a trembling tone in his tone, full of excitement.

If he can turn the crisis into safety this time, wouldn't he be a great hero? He has even begun to fantasize about what kind of reward the Dark Council will give him.

"Idiot, you shut up for me."

The blood saint son's lungs are about to explode, damn it, why did he come here by accident? Where are these idiots?

What kind of personality is Yang Tao? He is so easy to talk about? What a joke, this bastard may have many bad thoughts in his mind.

It is completely delusional to want to join forces with us.

"Yang Tao, draw the line, if you have any request, just say it."

The Holy Son of the Blood Race had a sneer on his face, as if he didn't care whether he would be killed by Yang Tao at all.

"Don't worry, I know you have backhands. Speaking of which, I will get angry. You are all so greedy for life and afraid of death, and let powerful people leave tricks on you every now and then."

"Look at myself, there is nothing. Hey, people are better than people, why is it so big?"

The blood saint son rolled his eyes, Yang Tao, don't you have any other means? I wouldn't believe it even if I killed myself, but your shameless words are really disgusting.

"Hey, forget it, people as high as you are, you won't understand."

Yang Tao sighed, too lazy to argue with the other party. He shook his hand directly, and threw out the slave mark at the blood clan.

He remembered, the more younger brothers the better. How could he let go of such a little brother? Although it is a small bat, it is also a force, isn't it? What a waste, it is too inconsistent with Yang Tao's character.

"Okay, what holy son, let's go."

After Yang Tao clapped his hands, he smiled and said to the Holy Son of the Blood Race.

"what?!"

"Why? Are you stupid? Naturally, I was kidnapped by Lao Tzu. If you want to redeem you, let the good guy from your Dark Council come over. You guys, report to the Dark Council."

Kill the blood saint son? It's not that Yang Tao has never thought about this idea. If he pays a little price and thinks of other methods, he should be able to do it naturally.

But now, his mind has completely changed. So what can you do if you kill the other party, at least you should make full use of it.

Building a teleportation array requires resources, natural materials and earthly treasures. And this blood saint son is undoubtedly the best bargaining chip.

Yang Tao rolled his eyes, then said to the blood races:

"By the way, remember to say that I don't give them much time to think about it. Otherwise, I would have sold him to other forces. I think those forces must like this product very much."

product? !

His dignified blood clan saint son, an existence of the same level as the young master, was actually regarded as a product? Damn it, this bastard is too nasty.

"yes."

The few blood clans were just acting with Yang Tao. After all, they have already been enslaved, so the blood clan with Nascent Soul cultivation base has no room to resist in front of Yang Tao.

"Okay, go, go, this is my request, you do your job well, don't worry, I am very kind."

Yang Tao continued to perform all the tricks, and threw a jade slip at several blood clans. Then he made a decisive move and ruthlessly suppressed the holy son of the blood clan.

"Yang Tao, what exactly do you want?"

Suppressed by Yang Tao, the Holy Son of the Blood Race who sealed all his cultivation was blushing.

It was the first time that he had become a prisoner. And Yang Tao, this bastard, probably would really do something that surprised him.

"I'm very frank. I just said, kidnapping. Don't you understand?"

Yang Tao glanced at the other party with an idiot-like look, then raised his head, and thought about it very carefully.

"Hey, that little bat..."

"What did you say?!"

Little bat, what the hell, I am the Son of God. I have a name. Even if you, Yang Tao, caught me, you wouldn't be able to insult me ​​like this.

"Little bat, what's the matter? Are you not convinced? I have a lot of elixirs... I remember, I took a little bat to test the elixir before. Your vitality is very good, very suitable for testing My elixir..."

After seeing that Yang Tao's eyes really showed memories. The Holy Son of the Blood Race resolutely gave up the idea of ​​resistance in his mind just now. Instead of being called out like this, it is better than testing medicine.

Thinking about Yang Tao's elixir, and looking at his own appearance at this moment, he felt chills in his heart.

"Little bat, do you know what the others are doing?"

With an amiable smile on the corner of Yang Tao's mouth, he smiled at the Holy Son of the Blood Race and said.

At the same time, a faint mark, inadvertently, flew towards the mind of the blood saint son. But before touching it, it was dissipated by an inexplicable force.

"Grandma, you really have someone behind you. Otherwise, I would be able to enslave this so-called Holy Son."

Yang Tao sighed secretly, but he didn't just compromise like this, he will still find a way in the future.

"They... what did you just do to me?"

"I didn't do anything, you said, did you know?"

There was a trace of impatience in Yang Tao's tone, and he was still a little entangled in the failure of the spell just now.

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

The blood saint son felt more and more that there was a conspiracy surrounding him.

"Hey, think about it. At that time, they all shot at me. Now that you suffer alone, don't you want them to suffer with you?"

The logic of this persuasion is really unique. The Holy Son of the Blood Race has already rolled his eyes again, he finally knows what Yang Tao wants to do.

"If Lao Tzu also suppresses them, will you feel better? Or, will you feel more comfortable in the future. After all, if you go out in the future, everyone will say, yo, look, that holy son was suppressed by Yang Tao yo..."

Yang Tao described it vividly, and the more he talked, the more ugly the face of the blood saint son became.

"So, since everyone has been suppressed and kidnapped by Lao Tzu, then it's nothing. It's not that embarrassing, right? You should think about it clearly. Otherwise, this will be a stain on your life."

Especially after hearing Yang Tao's last words, the Holy Son of the Blood Race immediately became excited. He didn't even dare to think about the scene Yang Tao just described.

"Okay, I am willing to tell you how to find them."

Hearing the words of the Holy Son of the Blood Race, Yang Tao showed an extremely contented smile.

Uh huh, little stone, you should go to the Holy See to trouble me, I will go to other forces to search for it first...