Chapter 81 Dugu Bo drugged Chen Xin, but he fell into the trap!
Pope Bibi Dong released her soul ring in anger, but at the same time, the three Titled Douluo below and the people from the four major single-attribute families also stood up and walked out.
Led by Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a large group of people came up to welcome Yang Potian. It seemed like they were welcoming him, but in fact they were confronting Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Anyway, with the account being banned in front of tens of thousands of people, Bibi Dong’s final value is gone.
In the end, although Bibi Dong was furious, she did not take action. Bibi Dong now hated Yang Potian to the core. The furious Bibi Dong took Yue Guan and others away directly.
But the audience was not discouraged by the Pope's departure.
The rat-like figure in the crowd was filled with disbelief after seeing Yang Potian's appearance.
“How could he be Yang Potian? How could he be a member of the Poyi clan? How could such a villain be a Titled Douluo!!”
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't help but speak.
"Yes, I still have Dong'er who loves me. I'm going to find Dong'er to help me kill him!"
When the people around heard Yu Xiaogang's voice, they frowned.
"Who the hell are you!?"
"Who gave you the guts to slander His Majesty Gun Jue and call His Majesty the Pope Dong'er? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!"
"Damn it! How dare you take advantage of His Holiness the Pope? I will kill you!"
"Brothers, come quickly. There is a rat here who is slandering His Majesty Gun Jue and His Majesty the Pope."
With someone shouting, all the soul masters around looked at Yu Xiaogang angrily.
"No, no, no! I didn't, I really didn't." Yu Xiaogang waved his hands and shook his head to refute when he saw that he had caused public outrage.
"What are you standing there for? Go get him!"
"on!"
"I'm going to fuck you."
I don't know who kicked Yu Xiaogang from behind, knocking him to the ground. At this moment, there was no reason for the people around him not to take action.
The crowd rushed forward and beat Yu Xiaogang violently. There were many soul masters among the people around. They had strong physical fitness and Yu Xiaogang could not withstand even an ordinary punch.
After all, he was only level 29, and his martial soul was weak, so he couldn't withstand the attacks of so many people.
"Go straight to Huanglong!"
"what!!"
"The black tiger takes out the heart!"
"Ah~uh."
"Guanyin sits on the top of Mount Tai!"
"Wow."
"Tornado destroys parking lot!"
"Pfft!!"
The next moment, a heart-wrenching scream came out of Yu Xiaogang's mouth. The more Yu Xiaogang screamed, the more excited the people around him became, and the speed of their hands suddenly increased.
Yang Potian and others who were standing at the entrance of the passage glanced in the direction where Yu Xiaogang was beaten, and saw many people gathered there, raising their hands and shouting, with excitement on their faces.
"Xiaotian, look, they are more excited than you. Listen to their shouts, they are so exciting!" Ning Fengzhi took a look and couldn't help laughing.
"It seems to be true. Let's go, Uncle Ning." Yang Potian smiled and shook his head. Everyone said hello and left the Wuhun Square.
When Yang Potian and others left, the group of people who were cheering with their hands raised changed their expressions, and turned around and their raised hands became fists as big as sandbags.
"Your Majesties, go away. Beat them hard, and I'll make you talk nonsense!"
Countless fists fell on Yu Xiaogang.
At this time, Yu Xiaogang had already fainted.
That night, stars twinkled in the sky, and from time to time you could see a few brilliant meteors streaking across the sky. The Holy Spirit City was still brightly lit. There were quite a few tourists in the Holy Spirit City today, and the real economy of the entire city was greatly boosted. The girls in Zuichunlou could not stop.
At this moment, Yang Potian and others were drinking in the Qibao Hotel.
As time went by, everyone discovered Yang Potian's weakness, which was that he couldn't drink. After being attacked by everyone, Yang Potian was already drowsy.
On the contrary, Chen Xin and others had flushed faces as if it had just begun and the previous ones were just warm-ups.
Because he was happy, Yang Potian did not use his soul power to dispel the alcohol in his body.
"Yang Potian, how can you stop? Are you raising fish? Drink quickly!"
Dugu Bo personally poured a glass of wine for Yang Potian and calmly poured the white powder into the glass. No one present noticed Dugu Bo's actions.
His poisoning skills are so superb that no one can compare to him.
"Old poison, I can't do it anymore. Please help me drink your wine. Don't just pour me wine~" Yang Potian put his arm around Dugu Bo's shoulders and handed the wine glass in front of him to Dugu Bo.
"Damn it! This is a wine with Eighteen Powder added to it. Can I help you drink it?" Dugu Bo's face darkened, but he still smiled and let Yang Potian drink.
The other people looked a little strange when they saw the two people pushing each other.
"Hey~ old poisoner, if you can't drink it, don't be stubborn, just watch me!" Chen Xin snatched the wine glass from Dugu Bo's hand, and drank it in one gulp with a smug look on his face.
Dugu Bo's eyes were dull and his mouth was slightly open. Chen Xin moved so fast that Dugu Bo had no time to react at all.
No, buddy, this wine is for you, so just drink it?
This was a concoction he made based on his ancestral secret recipe and his own understanding of poisons, and it had undergone hundreds of human experiments.
He named this medicine "One Night Eighteen Powder". Just a small sip can arouse the desire of a Titled Douluo. This medicine is effective for soul masters of level 97.
He was worried that Yang Potian's physical fitness and mental strength were too strong, so he deliberately increased the dosage.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?" Chen Xin looked at Dugu Bo with a confused look on his face.
Dugu Bo swallowed and looked at Chen Xin, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Sudden.
Chen Xin sensed something was wrong. After taking a sip of wine, he almost lost his spiritual mind. The desire that had been dormant in his body for so long was infinitely magnified at this moment.
One third of his Taoist heart, which was filled with swords, had been occupied by desire.
Only a few seconds had passed.
Chen Xin was about to question Dugu Bo, but he heard Dugu Bo's voice transmission.
"Chen Xin, you wanted to drink this, so you can't blame me. I put Eighteen Times a Night powder in this wine. It's not harmful to the body, but it can amplify the desires of soul masters. Even a level 97 soul master will suffer."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin immediately understood what Dugu Bo was going to do.
"Then what are you standing there for? Detoxify me!!"
Chen Xin’s eyes widened with anger.
"Detoxification? Ugh. Oops!"
"You're not going to say you didn't bring the antidote, are you? You old poisoner, you actually drugged your granddaughter just to get Yang Potian! My Rongrong hasn't even taken the throne yet."
Chen Xin almost broke down and started cursing.
His hands under the table were clenched tightly, and he used his understanding of swordsmanship to suppress his desire. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh that Dugu Bo was indeed worthy of being the Poison Douluo.
He didn't even know when the poison was administered, and he even drank the drugged wine.
"Chen Xin, please don't betray me. You should know that you owe me a favor for a soul bone. As long as you don't ask for it, I won't need you to repay the favor."
"you"
The author was on the highway, and it was raining heavily outside. I was already carsick, so I finally rushed out holding my phone. I thought I could finish it before twelve o'clock, but unfortunately I was too confident. Sorry for being late.
(End of this chapter)