The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Chapter 166: Master Yan Hero Saves The Beauty 3

  There is contempt in the boy's inattentive voice.

  She is standing long, the sunlight is shining from the window, and the shadows are shining on the ground.

  Nayuta perceives the warmer daylight, and her eyes suddenly change.

  He worked so hard to lay out the fierce land for more than a year, but was he broken? !

  Nayuta's face was hard to see the extreme, he took pains to make the port look like it is now, once the shocking changes, all disappeared.

  How can he not be angry? !

  "You broke the evil spirit outside the port?!"

  He stared at Yan Tao gloomily, and the venom hidden under his eyes looked like a snake spitting out a snake letter. Everyone present felt a chill in their back, as if a sullen wind was blowing.

  Yantao smiled, with her hands around her chest, she didn't put Nayuta's anger on her heart at all, and said quietly, "I don't like the gloomy weather, so I used a little trick."

  The gentle smile of the teenager fell in Nayuta's eyes to the extreme, and when an old blood stalk was in his heart, it felt black before his eyes.

  Mom, you can destroy my year's achievements with a little trick. If you are really angry, don't you even kill me with it?

  Nayuta sighed and shouted, "You're looking for death!"

  He took out the small bottle he cherished in his arms. The two roots in the bottle were planted in one place, but the stems and leaves were clearly separated withered grass, and he let the bottle fall to the ground.

   stared at Yan Tao and sneered, "Destroy my baby base, you can bury it with me!"

  Although it was such a threat, Yunata didn't mean to underestimate Yantao. This young man was full of extravagance, and the methods were even more unpredictable.

  With him, he is a killer!

  Yin and Yang drop head grass.

  The most powerful Absolute Falling Medium in the hands of the Head-Down Master, once it has landed, it will no longer be unsolvable.

  The two grasses will grow slowly in the human body, and when they reach a certain level, they will undergo qualitative changes, and they will derive at an astonishing speed, and finally emerge through the body, turning people into straws alive.

   "Boy, you are dead!"

  Yan Tao Jun’s face is like a pool of cold, calm.

She put her right thumb and forefinger in a circle in her mouth and whistled. Suddenly the wind rose, and a huge phantom golden dragon flew in low above the window. Yan Tao didn't turn her head. His face was cold and could freeze into ice, and she just snorted. , "Protect them, I promise to you in the name of the descendants of Mai, I will help you to fly through the thunderstorm in Kyushu in the future!"

The golden dragon's huge eyes rolled, and the heat spurted from its nostrils. It could not speak, and only used actions to show its attitude. There was a burst of golden light, and the dragon's tail flicked Chu Hengzhi, who was in great shock. People are dragged into its protection.

Yan Tao then turned his eyes, his eyes fell on Qin Zong's face, who had turned into a cold body, and his expression was stern immediately. He stepped back three steps to avoid the yin and yang grass that had started to grow around her.

  At this moment, Qin Zong's body was full of cold, and the blue veins on his forehead violently, and he was dizzy before his eyes. Only half of the outline of the young man was indistinct in the golden light.

  His thin lips opened slightly, and he forcibly resisted the coldness that came from all over his body.

  Under the huge pain, his tone is still calm, "Dial the phone, call someone."

  Lian Feng was looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Yan Tao in the grass with a full face of surprise, and was startled when he heard the words, "Master, did you call them?"

  Master Qin sneered, "Otherwise, you will call again when I die?"

"Yes!"

  Master Qin glanced away, and the coldness in his eyes was chilling. Lian Feng was shocked, and he hurriedly responded. When he called, he was still thinking. The colder his eyes are, the more angry he is.