Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 1939: Ding’an changes owner

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"Dizzy?" Zhou Ping was stunned, his expression changed urgently, and his eyes were spinning. "No, the tea is poisonous!"

He tried to get up but felt his body was sore and weak. He sat down again and said dizzy: "What's going on?"

When Lu Ye saw this, he knew that the poisoning had nothing to do with Zhou Ping.

He just realized that the tea was poisonous because the talent tree had some abnormal reactions, but he just pretended not to know.

But I didn’t expect that Zhou Ping was also poisoned. Since he didn’t arrange for the poisoning, then...

The sound of hunting clothes sounded, and from the inside of the side hall, a pot-bellied man stepped out, looking a bit majestic. Behind him, followed by an old man dressed as a Confucian scholar and holding a feather fan.

Clatter, another group of people stepped in at the gate, all of them with unkind expressions.

"Lord City Lord?" Zhou Ping couldn't help but froze when he saw this battle. He had no idea what was going on.

The city lord didn't say a word, but just sat on his grand master's chair with a gloomy look.

The half-grown old man who looked like a Confucian scholar was standing next to the city lord. He looked like he hated iron, and tapped Zhou Ping with his feather fan: "Boy Zhou Ping, you have caused a big trouble!"

"Mr. Meng, what do you mean by this?" Zhou Ping asked angrily. Although he was upright, he was not stupid. If he didn't understand what happened just now, he already had a guess at this moment.

Mr. Meng sighed and said: "Is the black scarf army easy to provoke? Thirty black scarves were killed in front of the city gate. They will not let it go. Soon, the army will come to the city. By then, Ding'an will be in ruins. !"

Zhou Pingdao: "So I invited Mr. Lu to come over and fight the bandits with us!"

Mr. Meng said: "Do you think that with my strength, Ding'an can stop the black scarf?"

"You must protect me to the death!" Zhou Ping felt weak and weak, and even the flow of spiritual power was stagnant, but the words in his mouth were sonorous.

Mr. Meng shook his head and said: "The foundation of Shifang City is much stronger than ours. It was crushed by the Black Turban three months ago. After the city was broken, the Black Turban massacred the city for ten days. The entire Shifang City was destroyed by the Black Turban. The room is empty, the lessons learned from the past are clear to me!" He changed the subject with a sad look on his face: "And the black scarf scout came here this time just to ask for some food from us. Their current battlefield is not here, we gave it to him Even so, why do you kill people?"

Zhou Ping's eyes widened: "The black scarf kills my people, and we still have to give him money and food? Mr. Meng, do you want to listen to what you are talking about?" He said with an angry look: "Today, Mr. Lu will not If you take action, I will take action too!"

Mr. Meng's face turned cold: "Zhou Ping, you are hopeless!"

Zhou Ping gritted his teeth and shouted: "Meng Deyun, I think you are hopeless! Do you think that if you give the black scarves money and food, they will not invade? You may have forgotten how Huangye City was destroyed."

"Huang Yecheng..." Meng Deyun frowned. Of course he had heard about Huang Yecheng. The situation Huang Yecheng encountered at that time was similar to today, so Huang Yecheng was very cooperative.

Zhou Ping no longer talked to Meng Deyun, but looked at the city lord who had been silent: "Sir, Huang Yecheng has learned from the past, we must not repeat the same mistakes! The appetite of the Black Turban Army cannot be satisfied. If you give him money and food today, he will not be able to make the same mistake tomorrow. He will ask you to open the city gate, and then all the people in the city will be slaughtered. Rather than doing this, it is better to rise up and resist!"

The pot-bellied city lord was silent for a while before saying: "Although Huangye City was destroyed, half of the people are still alive, which is much better than Shifang City."

Zhou Ping had a look of disbelief on his face: "Don't you know, sir, that most of the living people are women? It was the black scarves who deliberately left their lives to serve as military prostitutes!"

"It's not just women." The city lord waved his hand, "They will recruit anyone with cultivation skills and will not kill them easily."

Zhou Ping's eyes widened: "Sir, do you want to take refuge in the black scarf?"

Meng Deyun shouted angrily: "I'm not forced by you! If it hadn't been for what happened today ~IndoMTL.com~ how could I have such a disaster in Ding'an?"

Zhou Ping looked at him and then at the city lord. No matter how upright he was, he finally understood what was going on. He said in a low voice: "So you poisoned the tea. Mr. Lu and I are the ones who surrendered to you. chips?"

The city lord said: "You are not, this person is!" He turned to look at Lu Ye, "He killed the man in black scarf. Only by handing him over can we be safe."

"What about the people of Ding'an?" Zhou Ping still held on to the last glimmer of hope.

"There are some untouchables, don't worry about their life or death."

Zhou Ping pursed his lips and his face turned red. He held it in for a long time before roaring angrily: "I'm so ashamed to be in the company of you scum! I didn't expect you to be so rotten!"

Meng Deyun shouted sharply: "Zhou Ping, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth!"

Zhou Ping sneered and ignored him at all. He just turned to look at Lu Ye apologetically: "Mr. Lu, it was Zhou who hurt you this time. I really can't help you."

Seeing that Lu Ye was quite capable, he recruited him with good intentions, but he didn't expect to bring him such a big crisis.

"It's nothing." Lu Ye, who had been silent all this time, said calmly, and then under everyone's stunned gaze, he picked up his tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, "It tastes good!"

Then he slowly stood up and shook his neck, and there was a clicking sound immediately from his neck.

"You..." Meng Deyun looked at Lu Ye in shock, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, and did not dare to hesitate, and immediately waved his hand: "Get him!"

A whistling sound sounded, and several thick ropes flew out in a staggered manner. Several figures moved up and down, and Lu Ye was tied into a rice dumpling in the blink of an eye.

Meng Deyun breathed a sigh of relief. He just saw Lu Ye standing up. He thought the poison had no effect, so he stared at Lu Ye deeply

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