The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 803 Disappearance (1)

The little Taoist had a bitter face and was about to die.

However, with threatening eyes towards God Yao, he still chose to obey, and muttered: "I will try, but I need the blood of another person who is traveling with you."

"I can't give you hers." Emperor Yao directly refused, without any room for negotiation.

The little Taoist grinned, knowing who he was talking about, and said: "It's not your wife, it's another one, the one named Gongsun."

As soon as Emperor Yao heard that it was Gongsun Yu, he was naturally happy and called Suifeng over to get his blood. Suifeng said to take more and get half a bowl for him, saying it would be of great use.

The little Taoist had a look of contempt and didn't dare to show it. Why did he feel that the guy in front of him was avenging his own private revenge? The guy surnamed Gongsun looked at his wife in a strange way. He must be trying to snatch her away. Just now, what kind of a hero is someone who plays tricks behind his back.

Suifeng soon arrived at Yan Danqing's place, and directly put a bowl in front of Gongsun or: "Gongsun Gongzi, my master has found a way to put down the alchemy furnace, but I want to take some of your blood, so please ask Gongsun It's convenient, son."

Gongsun Yu nodded without saying a word, and was about to cut his fingers.

Suifeng stopped him for a while, and said seriously: "It's a bit small, I need more than half a bowl, Mr. Gongsun, let's go to another place!"

Even if there is a cut on the top of the finger, it takes half a day to drip a small bowl of blood.

When Gongsun or cut a hole in his palm, the doubts in his heart became more and more intense. He watched his own blood dripping into the bowl with distress, and frowned: "Suifeng, your master deliberately took revenge on me! What to do requires so much blood, there are so many of you, don’t you have enough blood? Do you have to come back to me for blood?”

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong, it must be some bad idea of ​​that bastard Emperor Yao, who deliberately punished himself.

Suifeng explained to him seriously that Emperor Yao didn't do it on purpose, it was the little Taoist priest who wanted to use blood for divination, everyone's blood was needed, but he called for his name, otherwise he wouldn't have turned back to specialize Ask him for blood.

Gongsun may still be skeptical, but Emperor Yao is not a good person, and he will be a ghost if he believes in him.

Taking blood, Yan Danqing believed it.

But taking half a bowl of so much blood, she wouldn't believe it even if she was beaten to death.

What kind of divination can use so much blood.

When Sui Feng told a lie, his eyes would dodge. Although he concealed it pretty well, she could tell at a glance that Sui Feng must not be telling the truth, at least half of it was a lie.

Gongsun or really gave half a bowl of blood, and when Suifeng took the blood away, his face turned pale, and he was about to faint on Yan Danqing: "Qingqing, dizzy, dizzy, it's over, I want Passed out."

Yan Danqing looked contemptuous, but still gave him a little help: "You stand still, it's just a small injury."

"Hand... hurts..." Gongsun gasped, to gain sympathy, he stretched out his hand and placed it in front of her, showing her that the cut in the palm of his hand was still bleeding.

Eleven walked over directly, and took out the emergency medicine that he carried with him: "Gongsun Gongzi, let me give you the medicine!"

"I want Qingqing to give me the medicine." Gongsun or still didn't let go, and asked Yan Danqing to give her the medicine, no one else would do.

(End of this chapter)