According to Yang Tao's estimate, on the first day, the United States should be able to come up with more powerful hole cards. And although his 'knife dance' just now was very powerful, it was still different from Yang Tao's expected strength.

The most strange thing for Yang Tao was that on the first day, the United States did not even have the slightest powerful hole cards. This made Yang Tao, who was planning to fuse the fifth clone, depressed fiercely.

"Is it really that I think too much? Yamaki Jiro is because he is a young master, so he has such a powerful backhand. And on this first day, Mei didn't have that identity at all, so she didn't have the slightest backhand?"

For this conjecture of his own, Yang Tao himself felt a little wrong. If the other party really doesn't have such an important position, why is Ono Taro afraid of this product.

Yang Tao doesn't think that it's just because this product is a member of the first family.

Ono Taro is also the young master of the Ono family, a young master, if he is facing an ordinary member of the first family, do you still need to be afraid like that?

"By the way, look at the storage bag for this item. ”

Yang Tao didn't forget that on the first day, when Mei took him away, he took out a pitch-black token. That thing can make Ono Taro lose his temper, it's definitely not a simple thing.

"Huh?!"

Soon, Yang Tao found the other party's storage bag. But it can't be opened, because there is a barrier.

"This thing can actually recognize the Lord. Could it be that you just killed the first day of beauty, so you can't open it directly?"

The storage bag that I endured, this thing is very troublesome, if Yang Tao slowly wears it down, it will naturally be able to open it. But if you forcibly open it, the contents will return to nothingness and be destroyed by the power of space.

Therefore, Yang Tao generally takes the initiative to rob and let the other party take out something.

But now, Yang Tao is puzzled.

It stands to reason that what confesses the Lord is killed by the owner. The so-called recognition of the Lord dissipated, but the current situation made Yang Tao a little incomprehensible.

"That's not right!"

Suddenly, Yang Tao seemed to think of something, waved his hand, put away the body of the first day's beauty, pinched the law with both hands, turned into a sword, and went in one direction......

"Damn!

After separating from Yang Tao, Ono Taro turned around and returned to his residence, throwing a tantrum.

"Baga!"

"Why? Why, that shemale guy was able to get that token!"

"Damn, that's one of the most influential tokens!"

"Look, look like I'm going to succeed. ”

Ono was furious, but he couldn't react. The only thing that can be done is to endure silently.

He knew the horror of that token, and if he dared to disobey, the entire Ono family would be implicated.

The credit of the Buddhist lineage is great, but it still cannot be compared with the token.

"Whew~Whew~"

Ono Taro kept panting, he knew that at the moment, this matter could not be continued.

"Hmph! the first day is beautiful, you are amazing. ”

Soon, Ono Taro showed a fierce gaze.

"Do you want to rob me of my credit? But if you don't have this heirloom relic, you still can't get the inheritance! Hahaha, Yang Tao has just got a scripture now, it's just that scripture...... Huh?!"

Just now, Ono Taro subconsciously touched the place where he put the relics, but soon, he felt empty.

At first, he thought he was in the wrong place.

But soon, his hands kept fiddling around his waist, empty, nothing.

"How is this possible!?"

Ono Taro's whole body was bent up, and the relics were obviously placed on his body. Damn, how to ...... now Why did it suddenly disappear?

What kind of situation is this?

After a long time, Ono Taro still didn't react. He really couldn't figure out when his relics were gone.

"Beautiful on the first day?!"

Finally, a fierce light escaped from his eyes.

"Bastard, you're going too far!"

Thinking about it, what Ono Taro can think of, with such ability and courage, then only the beauty of the first day.

"You wait for Lao Tzu!" Soon, Ono Taro directly turned into a streamer of light, and walked towards the most central location in the Dongying Mountain Range, where the mountain range of the First Family was located.

Bang~

Yang Tao came directly to the hidden place, his body shook, dodging the formation he had arranged at the beginning, and appeared in a cave mansion.

Inside, there is an ordinary stone bed.

On the bed lay a woman dressed in white, with undulating figures, curvy and delicate, like a sleeping fairy, quiet and sweet.

But on this woman's forehead, there is a trace of black gas struggling to pierce the needle, condensing, wanting to make trouble.

"Damn!"

The chill around did not diminish in the slightest. Ma Jiani on the stone bed is still asleep.

"Why the hell is that?!"

Yang Tao roared angrily, obviously he had already killed the first day of beauty, but now, why did the spell on Ma Jiani's body not dissipate.

Airplanes~

A faint golden light was released from Yang Tao's side.

The relics automatically float in the air, sending out a circle of ripples.

Soon, the cute little monk, one by one, walked out of the ripples. The relics turned into an ordinary appearance again and fell into the hands of the little monk.

At the time of separation, Yang Tao directly used the space formation and secretly stole the relics from Ono Taro.

This point, even if it was beautiful on the first day, was not noticed at the time.

"Demon Spell?!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the little monk's eyes, and he suddenly took a few steps forward and looked at the black gas on Ma Jiani's forehead seriously.

"What?!"

Yang Tao was suddenly startled, and realized what the little monk might know.

"Hey, this woman actually took the initiative to plant the magic of the ghost spell. It's really pitiful!"

The little monk opened his mouth compassionately, but after seeing Yang Tao's eyes that were almost violent, he hurriedly continued to add:

Her own nine-character mantra was used appropriately, as long as the spellcaster was killed, the spell would be removed, and she would be able to wake up. ”

"Damn, Lao Tzu naturally knows this. But Lao Tzu has obviously killed the spellcaster just now, why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Yang Tao almost roared, he had just killed the beauty of the first day with his own hands, why hasn't he gotten better?

"Huh?!"

The little monk was slightly stunned, and then looked at Yang Tao with an idiot look.

"Little monk, you tell Lao Tzu quickly. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will really clean you up......"

What kind of eyes is this? How can a monk look at himself with such eyes?

"Eh, do you think that the doppelganger technique is the only one?"

The little monk's complaining mouth was just a short sentence, but it was like thunder in Yang Tao's mind, constantly churning......