Chapter 1824 Guess

"you……"

"What are you?"

Guerra wanted to say something more, but instantly felt a pain in the back of his head, and his eyes were full of stars. This bastard, Yang Tao, actually hit someone again.

"Look at the little bat..."

"Little bat?!"

Hearing this title, and then looking at the Holy Son of the Blood Race who was full of helplessness and did not dare to refute in the slightest, Guerra felt that his three views had been refreshed again.

"pain!"

Yang Tao felt very upset when he interrupted himself again. So on the back of the opponent's head, it hit hard.

"Small table……"

Small table? ! Hearing these three words, Gera wanted to scold her. I was called a small table by others, do you want to mess with people like this? !

But after seeing Yang Tao's raised hand again, and the gloating expression of the Holy Son of the Blood Race, he wisely held his mouth so that he would not make any unnecessary noises.

"You'd better ask them out quickly. It's best to invite them all to one place. I don't want to be too troublesome, and I plan to do it all in one pot."

Yang Tao has seen such a weak chicken like Gradu, and the others must be even weaker chickens. Now I want to build a formation and go to the underworld.

Where is the time to spare, messing around with the people here.

"Remember, especially those on the little devil's side, don't deny it. I saw it clearly at the time. If I am not satisfied, hehe... little bat, tell him what I will do."

Yang Tao chuckled, then walked to the side, took out a piece of jade slip, and didn't know what he was fiddling with.

But the blood saint son smiled helplessly, and said:

"He will let you try the medicine. His various elixirs will guarantee that you have a taste that you have never tried before. It will make you linger and forget it for a lifetime."

"Holy Son of the Blood Race, you..."

"What are you? Resign yourself to your fate. You'd better cooperate. Otherwise, if you suffer a lot, it's no wonder I didn't tell you in advance. This kid is a devil. You'd better not take the initiative to make him unhappy."

The Holy Son of the Blood Race explained it very well. Of course, he didn't think so in his heart. Instead, he wanted Graduo to be disobedient, so that this guy could receive special care.

"By the way, what did you do to my sister?"

"Don't worry, nothing was done. But you know, what does he want to do?"

"I don't know, hurry up and ask someone out."

The holy son of the blood clan didn't have the slightest affection for Guerra, and he didn't want to say anything to him at all.

In the end, Guerra was very helpless and could only follow Yang Tao's request and send a message to everyone else.

"How about the little table? Get it done."

After Yang Tao fiddled for a while, he returned to Gela's side with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"alright."

Guerra rolled her eyes again, suppressing her inner anger vigorously.

"Well, that's all right, Nuo, both of you, tell me all the good things you know."

Yang Tao faced the two of them, and each of them threw a jade slip.

"What?!"

The two took the jade slip, and after looking at the contents inside, they all exclaimed.

This turned out to be a fill-in-the-blank question, and the main idea was 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."

Seeing it, Gera couldn't hold back anymore.

"Too much? You say I'm too much? Hmph, you'd better fill it out obediently, or else, hehe!"

"You have to think about it clearly, and see if your own life is more important, or something is more important!"

Facing Yang Tao like this, Guerra was speechless again. Your own life and death are already in the hands of the other party. It seems that I no longer have the 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, and turned to look at the blood saint son on the side.

"Look at the little bat, you have a very good attitude. Don't worry, little bat, I have a very good relationship with your blood clan, Princess Shirley, and some other families. If you didn't shoot me, I wouldn't would do this to you."

"So, don't worry, this time I just calm down and promise not to do anything to you."

Yang Tao's words made the Holy Son of the Blood Race feel a little better.

Thinking about it, it seems that Yang Tao didn't show too much hostility towards his blood family.

"Give."

In the end, both of them handed the jade slips to Yang Tao. Yang Tao didn't even look at it. He just waved his hands, played a magic spell, and sent a message to Cook.

Such things are naturally more suitable for people of the blood race.

At the same time, he also sent a voice transmission to Princess Shirley, expressing that he had been greatly wronged. This shameless behavior made the Holy Son of the Blood Race despise Yang Tao once again in his heart.

Soon, Guerra received a reply message. They all said they would come right away.

This made Yang Tao very satisfied, because even the No. 1 Imperial Blade of the island country said that he would come over in the shortest possible time.

Because of the invitation sent by Gela, they were all moved. Like the blood saint son before, they said that they would suppress Yang Tao together, and then they would be exposed to the damage of their magical powers.

This is something that no one can refuse, because they all find that if they only rely on themselves, it will definitely take a long time.

In the current situation, there is no longer so much time for them to consume.

But when they were about to arrive, all the forces received a kidnapping message from Yang Tao.

"What? The Holy Son was kidnapped by Yang Tao!"

The Dark Parliament was furious. They looked at the message with disbelief written all over their faces.

"The news is true. It was sent by people from a small family. They are the family who want to contribute the blood of all spirits..."

"I received Yang Tao's jade slip, and there is a picture of the Holy Son..."

Soon, they met again, in which Yang Tao pointed at the Son and called him a little bat. This time, the entire Dark Council was fried.

"It's too deceiving to ask for so many things!"

"No, we can't agree!"

"No, the bastard said it. If you don't agree, just throw the Holy 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 tangled ones are the other forces.

Because their strongest successors have just been out for a short time, and now they have received information about kidnapping. Isn't this a bit too fake?

Just when they doubted the credibility of the information, they received other news again.

Guerra and the Holy Son of the Blood Race were actually kidnapped.

"No, it was Guerra who summoned me just now. That's definitely a trap!"

"Hurry up, tell them to come back. Also, someone, hurry up and send someone to rescue!"

"Hurry up, the young master and the others are weak now, and they can't let Yang Tao take advantage of the loopholes."

Several forces almost reacted in the same way.

"Why do you want to do this?"

The Holy Son of the Blood Race really didn't understand why Yang Tao sent such a message to other forces at this time, wouldn't it be better to wait for someone to catch it before sending it?

"Hey, how can a little bat like you figure out my wisdom?"

The corners of Yang Tao's mouth turned up slightly, and he stepped down and raised his head, showing a posture of being too cold at the top...