"Uncle Yang! I'll give you a cup too!"

Seeing Yang Xiao drinking Changqingzi's tea, Mario also raised the tea cup that he took from Changqingzi.

"Uncle Yang, I'll give you a cup too!"

Don't stop the cup and follow closely.

Wang Yuan and Ding Laoxian also followed suit.

“…”

You can't be more favorable than the other. Since you have received the tea from long-loving son, Yang Xiao has to take the tea from others and drink it all in one go.

Wang Yuan and the others were stunned.

"Xiaochang, your medicine won't be useless, right?"

Wang Yuan said in confusion.

The medicine for the long-loving son was the amount of ten people. Yang Xiao drank five cups of tea in a row and drank all the medicine in the teapot, but his face did not change at this time, which was really shocking.

After all, he is the first person below the leader of the Demon Sect. His internal strength is indeed extremely powerful.

"No!"

Changqingzi looked at the teapot and resolutely said, "I have made this thing many pairs. The great cold thing is here, and the medicinal properties are not useful. If it really doesn't work, I'll make another pot."

"Wait a little longer!"

Wang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Just finished drinking, how could it work so quickly! If I can't do it, he can withstand it."

"oops……"

As soon as Wang Yuanhua spoke, Yang Xiao suddenly frowned and said fidgetingly: "Yang suddenly feels a little uncomfortable. You want to go out for a while. Everyone has a meal first!"

After saying that, Yang Xiao stood up and walked out of the Light Hall.

Yang Xiao was a handsome young man when he was young, and a coquettish middle-aged man when he was old. He was very stylish when he sat and walked. At this time, he took a pot of laxative medicine for long-lost love, and his belly was unbearable. He had to pretend to be nothing, and he had to pretend to leave casually. The way he walked with his butt was really funny, which made Wang Yuan and the other two laugh.

"Do you want to follow up and do it?"

Seeing that Yang Xiao was apart from the Light Hall, Gu Mo Ting couldn't wait to draw out his long sword.

Everyone should have been sucked. It is definitely not difficult to understand Yang Xiao’s situation at this time. When he was shitting, five people suddenly attacked each other. At this time, Yang Xiao must have been sloppy and he couldn’t help but have to pull his pants.

"No hurry!"

But Wang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Yang Xiao's martial arts skills are unfathomable. If we take action now, we may not be able to take him down. If we alert him and let him run away, we are now in the Demon Cult's headquarters and we will definitely not be able to take advantage of it!"

"When will you wait?" Gu Mo Ting was still anxious to find Mie Jue to ask for the Yitian Sword.

"When his legs are weak!" Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"Shio! You're so poisonous!"

Everyone was in awe of the grave. This monk was not just dirty in his mind, but his heart was even more dirty.

A few minutes later, Yang Xiao returned to the Light Hall with a red face, looking very good.

It is understandable, after all, eating vegetarian food all year round will definitely cause constipation... It makes you feel comfortable when you shit out.

After sitting for a few more minutes, Yang Xiao's face darkened again, and he clasped his fists at everyone and said, "Yang must go out for a while."

As he said that, he ran out of the Hall of Light.

"Twice!"

Wang Yuan and his friends counted Yang Xiao with malicious intentions.

Not long after, Yang Xiao returned to the Light Hall. This time his face turned yellow, his left hand was holding his pants, and his expression was a little painful.

"Gulugulugulugulugulu!"

As soon as he returned to his seat, Yang Xiao made a strange sound in his stomach.

"Lost your companion!"

This time, Yang Xiao stood up and ran out with his pants in his arms...

Although being free and easy is important, Yang Xiao would rather be embarrassed than pulling in his pants.

"three times!"

Several people counted again.

...

It was a laxative for ten people, and this medicine was extremely domineering... Yang Xiao ran back and forth so hard that he almost cried.

When he went out for the tenth time, Yang Xiao's legs began to tremble, and he was obviously almost unable to stand. Wang Yuan winked at the others.

Everyone looked at each other and followed Yang Xiao out with a treacherous look on his face.

The cottage was located at the opposite corner of the Guangming Hall of the courtyard. After Yang Xiao rushed into the toilet, Wang Yuan and the other two followed him outside the toilet.

"Crack!"

Only a disgusting sound could be heard, and Wang Yuan and others subconsciously covered their noses.

"Have you pulled it?"

Yang Xiao took off his pants and pulled it so well. Suddenly, he heard someone talking on the wall. He quickly looked up and saw five people lying on the wall and looking down, especially Wang Yuan's huge bald head, which was extremely dazzling in the sun.

"What do you...you want to do?"

Yang Xiao was a very smart person. Seeing Wang Yuan and the other two, Yang Xiao suddenly felt panicked and asked quickly.

"I want to show you something!"

The long-loving son smiled and waved his hand, a green poisonous fog fell from the sky and enveloped Yang Xiao.

"Stars and blue phosphine smoke!"

Yang Xiao was a person who knew the goods. When he saw the poisonous fog, he immediately recognized it as the most vicious thing in the Xingsu Sect. He knew the viciousness of the phosphor smoke. He didn't even wear his pants, rolled forward and then rolled to the door of the thatched cottage.

But at this moment, before Yang Xiao got up, Wang Yuan had already appeared at the door of the thatched cottage, used his Vajra palm power, and took full advantage of his strength to take a peg [My Buddha's Compassion] to capture it.

"call!"

Yang Xiao felt a strong palm wind coming from above his head. Without thinking, he raised his hands and used his strength to block it.

Wang Yuan's internal strength is extremely strong, his arm strength is unparalleled, and his palm power is fierce and powerful under the blessing of ten layers of Buddhism.

Although Yang Xiao's internal strength is not weak, and he is also the boss, logic is that his palm power is definitely not weaker than Wang Yuan. But now Yang Xiao pulls it ten times in a row, his hands and legs are weak, and he cannot exert his strength. He can only use 20% or 30% of his strength. Moreover, he is caught off guard at this moment? How can he withstand Wang Yuan's ready to take the attack?

"Bang!"

The two of them had a pair of palms facing each other. Wang Yuan stood at the door of the thatched cottage and did not move at all. Yang Xiao was slapped back with a palm. His inner breath was disordered, his qi and blood were churning. When his pants were removed under his feet were mixed, he was a little unstable.

"I'll help you!"

Mario stretched out his left hand, grabbed Yang Xiao's arm, and used a move [Holding the Cang and Shouwei]. Yang Xiao only felt that his arm was surrounded by someone. Yang Xiao, who was already unstable, suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards.

"The evil shadow is gone"!

Seeing this, Gu Mo Ting jumped under the wall, and stabbed Yang Xiao in his eyes like a poisonous snake.

Yang Xiao is like Ouyang Ke, a stinky guy. His face is his most important organ. When he saw Gu Mo Ting's sword, he penetrated him in front of him. Yang Xiao was frightened. In a panic, he hurriedly looked at his face with both hands.

Why do you say that two fists cannot beat four hands? Because there are only two hands, and when you protect the top, you cannot protect the bottom.

There was a Mario standing beside Yang Xiao, and he dared to protect his face with his hands. This was clearly an insult to Wudang's unique skills.

The empty door on Yang Xiao was wide open. Mario seized the opportunity and bent his five fingers with his right hand, condensed his fingers into claws, and suddenly stretched down and grabbed them.

"ah……"

Yang Xiao screamed and resounded through the sky!
Chapter completed!