Chapter 11 Potion of Bad Luck

At this time, the situation was no longer controllable, looking at those young people in society who were getting closer and closer, Yi Ning's heart twitched fiercely.

Now, there is only one way to go!

With a thought, the bottle of unfortunate potion that glowed green in his mind had been used.

"Shen Guyan, are you afraid?" Yi Ning didn't turn her head, she pinched her fingers and gurgled like a female man.

Without a superfluous expression, Shen Guyan just raised the electric baton in his hand, glanced at the twenty-odd people opposite and said, "I just remember that we still have to go to dinner." ”

Yi Ning smacked her lips speechlessly, who is this, but they are still thinking about eating at this time.

"Do you know ......?"

Before Yi Ning's words were finished, she heard screams one after another.

Turning her head, she saw a circular sewer directly in front of Yi Ning, and she remembered that the manhole cover of this sewer was intact, because she had stepped over it just now.

But when I looked over at this time, I found that most of the wellhead was missing, and the young man fell directly into the manhole cover as soon as he stepped on it.

The tragedy does not seem to be abating.

"Little Wu, what's wrong with you......"

"Ah......h

The man who spoke raised his foot and was about to go over to check the situation, but he kicked on the butterfly knife that Xiao Wu inadvertently dropped when he fell.

The butterfly knife fell into the well again, and was inserted into the little five's body unbiasedly.

"Poof......

Yi Ning covered her mouth and laughed, she didn't think that this bad luck potion still had some effect, but didn't it work on the people around her? Why was this one the only one unlucky, and nothing else.

There is still a slight disappointment in my heart.

"Little girl, what are you laughing at, believe it or not, I'll kill you?" a man in front of him scolded with wide eyes and hurried towards Yi Ning's side.

As a result, there is a crack in the ground that is not big or small.

The man stepped into it, and because he didn't stop, he didn't stand still, and his body fell to the ground.

Coincidentally, on the ground where the man's face touched, there was also a foul-smelling pile of feces.

As soon as he fell, he had a close contact with the piece of dung.

"Hahaha...... It's so funny, aren't you here to be funny?"

Looking at the surging negative emotions in her mind, Yi Ning put one hand on her waist and the other hand on her stomach, laughing unceremoniously.

At this time, not only Yi Wentong's face changed, but even the eyes of the group of young people in society who looked at her changed.

"Yi Ning, what kind of demon magic did you slut use?"

Yi Ning clearly saw that there was still someone in the middle of the group of black-clothed people who was holding back a laugh.

The man stood up from the ground aggrievedly, and when he looked at Yi Ning's mischievous smile, there was more fear in his eyes.

Evil door, really evil door.

"What kind of magic can I use? You can see it, I'm just standing here and doing nothing. ”

spread his hands, and Yi Ning looked innocent.

No one else knows about the potion except her anyway, right?

The man returned to his original place, only because of the feces on his face, and all the people on the side were imperceptibly half a step away from him.

Secretly said a bad breath.

"Do you think I'll believe it? I said, as long as you kneel down and beg me to apologize to me, I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll spread the word about your use of demon magic. Yi Wentong put his hands on his chest and pretended to be tough.