Chapter 2288 Blood Poison

Thank you very much; classmate (200), ; classmate (100) for the reward!

"You..." Qin Wuyang's body trembled slightly: "You mean that the six major families are now taking action against the monks sent by the City Lord's Mansion."

"Action is certain!" Yang Yunlin nodded firmly and said, "But I don't know what kind of action will be taken. Every family has a different way of doing things."

"Then... what do you want from us?"

"My request is not high!" Yang Yunlin clapped his hands, and then dozens of women walked out from behind the main hall. Each woman held a tray in both hands, and walked towards the dozens of monks of the City Lord's Mansion in the main hall. .

"As long as you have a glass of wine, we are friends!"

After Yang Yunlin finished speaking, he saw dozens of women holding trays in front of them, and the atmosphere in the hall immediately became tense, like a bowstring being stretched. Dozens of monks from the City Lord's Mansion standing on one side of the main hall all focused their eyes on Qin Wuyang.

At this moment, Qin Wuyang was in a state of panic, looking around, he saw Yang Yunlin and those fairy thieves seemed to have turned into puppets, sitting there motionless, but the murderous aura on their bodies was getting stronger and stronger.

Qin Wuyang, who was in the early stage of Earth Zun, was sweating profusely at this time, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know how to deal with it. He couldn't help but look at the dozens of monks who followed him in above the main hall.

I only saw that most of the dozens of monks showed panic expressions at this time, and only a few monks had flashes of light in their eyes. It seems that he is ready to kill at any time.

Yang Yunlin, who was like a puppet, finally moved. But that movement was very small, just a change in the face. His expression gradually became ugly, and a murderous sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Dozens of female nuns still held the trays with both hands and remained motionless. But facing the motionless wine glass on the tray, Qin Wuyang felt no less pressure than facing a sharp fairy weapon.

"This wine..." Qin Wuyang's mouth startled him, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly utter a sound.

"That's not a big problem. It's a kind of blood poison. As long as you take it, you can't get rid of it, except for my antidote. And an antidote can keep you normal for ten years, so it's very important for your life. Neither training nor cultivation will be affected."

"Then... what if you don't take the antidote?"

"That's nothing!" Yang Yunlin had a bright smile on his face again: "It's just that the body rotted and died.

"

A wry smile appeared in Qin Wuyang's eyes. It really looks like this. Then he set his eyes on the glass of wine again, hesitating in his heart, but still holding his fairy sword tightly with one hand.

"Boss!" The three monks of the City Lord's Mansion shouted suddenly.

"Whoosh..."

A fairy sword suddenly appeared in the hall. Like a ray of light passing through the air, the heads of the three monks of the City Lord's Mansion fell from their necks, and the headless corpses fell to the dust.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The three primordial spirits rushed out of the body, but they just took a head. It was cut off by the fairy sword hovering in the air. After that, the fairy sword flew towards the back door of the main hall. Then I saw a monk walking out of it slowly, exuding the might of the Heavenly Venerable Stage from his body.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Five more people fled towards the outside of the hall, but another sword light flashed across the air, and the bodies of those five people fell from the air.

"Whizzing……"

The two figures rushed towards the Heavenly Venerable, and a ray of light burst out from their bodies while they were still in the air.

Self-destruct!

That's right, these two monks from the City Lord's Mansion just wanted to blow themselves up. But I saw that Tianzun just stretched out a hand, and the figures of the two monks were bound in the air, and they couldn't even explode themselves. Then I saw the great cultivator of Tianzun gently shake the hand that was outstretched in the air.

"boom……"

The bodies of the two monks turned into powder.

at this time. Qin Wuyang heard footsteps outside the gate again, and saw the man who fascinated the monks of the city lord's mansion inside the big formation. At this time, the jade bottle had been put away, but another jade bottle was taken out. He began to walk around in the formation, and every time he came to a monk from the City Lord's Mansion, he took out a pill, pried open the mouth of the unconscious City Lord's Mansion monk, and stuffed the pill into it.

Qin Wuyang's face turned pale, he took a long breath, and with a thought, he put away the fairy artifact in his hand.

The more than a thousand monks outside the gate will soon be poisoned by the Yang family. Almost all the people I brought were poisoned, leaving only a few dozen people in this hall. They were still poisoned in a coma, but I had to take the poison willingly while awake.

But is it okay not to eat? Didn't you see that fairy sword still hovering in the air? How can the power of Tianzun be something that people like us can resist!

Is there a choice?

No! Unless you want to die!

Qin Wuyang's fingers clenched, loosened, clenched again, and then let go. Finally, trembling slightly, he picked up the wine glass on the tray, and drank it with his head held high, feeling that he had never drank such a bitter wine in his life.

Yang Yunlin turned his gaze to the remaining dozens of monks from the City Lord's Mansion in the main hall, and each of them was pale, but his companions were killed first, and Qin Wuyang surrendered last. These people finally raised their wine glasses with trembling hands, and drank with their heads raised.

"Hahahahaha..." Yang Yunlin let out a big laugh and said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, from now on, we can completely abandon our guard and truly cooperate!"

"Yes, Patriarch Yang!" Qin Wuyang's face was filled with bitterness.

Seeing the look on Qin Wuyang's face, Yang Yunlin thought to himself, "You still don't understand the power of blood poison!"

Then he took out a jade bottle from the storage ring and handed it to Qin Wuyang, saying: "This jade bottle contains the antidote, you find it now, take it immediately!"

Qin Wuyang's expression changed, he knew in his heart that if he didn't take the antidote, the blood poison might break out after a while. So he immediately opened the jade bottle and poured out an antidote, took it, and then walked towards the dozens of monks in the hall, each of them gave out one, and when the last one was finished, the pill in the jade bottle It happened that there was not one left.

All the monks also took the pills, and then Yang Yunlin clapped his hands. At the beginning, people came in, those who moved the tables moved the tables, and those who carried the plates quickly arranged a few tables of wine and food. People from both sides were invited to the table, and the great monk of Tianzun had long since disappeared.

At this time, everyone had already taken the poison, and now that they had the result, they felt relieved. People are like this. They are often extremely nervous during the process. Once the result comes out, no matter whether it is good or bad, the mood is relaxed. As a result, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became warmer.

Suddenly, the voice in the hall became quieter, and then it fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the outside of the hall. The thousand or so monks outside the main hall came to their senses. One by one, they got up from the ground and looked around blankly. At this time, the large formation has been closed, and these people can clearly see the scene inside the main hall.

Seeing that their own monks were already drinking in the hall, the mood of the more than a thousand monks also relaxed. Although they didn't know what happened just now, it was enough that they didn't have to fight.

Once the mood was relaxed, each of them felt unbalanced in their hearts.

Why are they eating and drinking in the hall, and they can only stand outside to eat and drink?

But Qin Wuyang didn't speak, and they didn't dare to speak, they just felt very uncomfortable.

Qin Wuyang withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Yunlin who was sitting in the middle. Yang Yunlin smiled lightly and said:

"It will take about a quarter of an hour!"

Qin Wuyang stopped talking, just drank silently, and everyone in the hall stopped talking. The lively atmosphere just now cooled down instantly and became stagnant.

A quarter of an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and a miserable howl erupted outside the main hall. All the monks paid attention, and saw that the monks had fallen to the ground and rolled around, and blood bubbles had already bulged on their skin. After more than ten breaths, these people started to scratch themselves with their hands, and the scratching force was definitely strong enough to grab all the flesh off their bodies.

"Patriarch Yang!" Qin Wuyang's face was pale, but he couldn't help but speak.

Yang Yunlin clapped his hands, and immediately more than a thousand monks flew over, each holding a pill in their hands, and stuffed them into the mouths of those monks.

As soon as the pill entered the mouths of those people, in less than three breaths, they immediately stopped crying and got up from the ground one by one.

Yang Yunlin looked at Qin Wuyang, whose face was completely pale, and said, "Take them away, and someone will contact you in the future."

"Yes!"

This time Qin Wuyang stood up respectfully from his chair, saluted Yang Yunlin, and then led everyone towards the gate.

"That's right!" Yang Yunlin's faint voice came from behind him: "The five secret whistles you left outside have been killed by me!"

Qin Wuyang's back stiffened, but he didn't stop walking. He strode out of the main hall, greeted the more than a thousand monks, and quickly left the Yang family's place.

"Patriarch!" Ji Chang asked in a low voice, "You want Qin Wuyang to be an undercover agent?"

"Hehe..." Yang Yunlin's eyes flashed a trace of memory: "If such a force is buried in the City Lord's Mansion, if it riots at the right place and at the right time, I don't know how Ouyang Xunmeng will deal with it, hehe..."

At this time, a middle-aged monk walked in from the gate. This person looked very ordinary, and he belonged to the kind of person that you would not notice even if you bumped into him several times.

Seeing this person coming in, Yang Yunlin waved his hand, and the people in the hall quickly withdrew. In just two breaths, there were only the two of them left in the hall.

Ask for a pink ticket! Ask for a recommendation ticket!

*(To be continued..)