Working for God from Douluo

As the sound of the system ended, another black soul ring appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes, slowly falling from the top of his head towards the fourth soul ring on his body. A strange scene happened. The system's rewarded soul ring collided with his own fourth soul ring.

The two soul rings are like magnets, adsorbing each other. As the two soul rings continued to absorb, a harsh sound was made. The harsh sound kept getting sharper, and finally emitted a dazzling light spot.

At this time, Ye Fan began to be afraid, this guy wouldn't explode!

The light gradually dimmed, and Ye Fan suddenly felt that his soul power had been improved again. Ye Fan tentatively opened his eyes, and immediately his eyes widened again.

"No! I... like this solution!"

Yes, he was right. The two soul rings merged together and turned into a dark red soul ring that was a hundred thousand years old.

Ye Fan's joy at this time could not be expressed in words. Looking at the entire continent, Youshe's fourth soul ring is one hundred thousand years old, and Ye Fan can be said to be the first.

Before Ye Fan had time to cheer, he had the same suction force as before. Once again, it locked onto him, and he hurriedly put away his martial spirit.

After another wave of dizziness, Ye Fan appeared next to the clan leader, his palm still attached to the stone pillar. The only thing that was different from before was that there were many small cracks on the stone pillar. All the clan members gathered in the square had disappeared, and only the clan leader and Yu Xiner were left waiting outside.

While Ye Fan was still in a confused stage, Yu Xin'er's slender arms quietly hugged Ye Fan again.

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In the corner two hundred meters away from the square, a pair of eyes full of envy, jealousy and endless hatred were looking at Ye Fan. Yes, this person was Tang Siyu who had wanted to kill Ye Fan before. He clenched his fists angrily and hung them on the wall of the house.

He angrily turned around and walked toward his home. When he returned home, he angrily said to his father: "Dad, is there anything in our house that can make a normal person die without any chance of life? "

"What do you mean?...This won't work." Towns dissuaded.

"I don't care, I don't care!" After saying that, Tang Siyu threw something at home.

Seeing this, Towns had no choice but to say helplessly: "Stop Civic, I'll hand the things over to you, don't throw things anymore!"

After Tang Siyu heard what he wanted to say, his face immediately changed, and a look of triumph appeared on his face, "Go and get it quickly, quickly!"

Towns turned around and said resentfully: "Atonement for our ancestors, atonement for our ancestors!"

After a while, Towns came out holding a small white porcelain bottle. As if he saw some treasure, Tang Siyu subconsciously forced the porcelain vase from Tang Si's hand.

"Hey, be careful, this medicine is very effective. Even a little bit of it will kill a level 50 soul king. Be careful with this, there is no antidote!"

"Got it!" After hearing this, Tang Siyu hurriedly walked towards the kitchen of the patriarch's house.

Their home is not very far from the patriarch's home. After walking for a while, he appeared in the kitchen. As luck would have it, there was no one in the kitchen at the right time. As soon as he entered, he could smell the aroma of broth in the iron pot.

Tang Siyu walked to the pot and opened the cover. The rich aroma instantly occupied his nostrils, but he was surprisingly not interested in the pot of broth in front of him.

Tang Siyu opened the porcelain bottle, pinched his nose with his left hand, and poured all the flour inside into the pot with his right hand. I stirred it casually in the pot a few times, and the powdery substance instantly blended into the soup and became invisible.

At this time, Tang Siyu's face showed a smile of success, "It's not so miserable for you to die in this delicious broth, hahaha!"

He hurriedly closed the cover and immediately escaped from the kitchen. He was more than a hundred meters away from the kitchen under the edge of the room, watching every move in the kitchen. Soon Yu Xin'er walked into the kitchen and served the broth. He came out and walked towards the hall as Tang Siyu expected. Tang Siyu also quietly followed Yu Xiner.

The bowl of poisonous broth was quickly brought to Ye Fan and the village chief. Yu Xin'er thoughtfully poured the broth into Ye Fan's bowl. At this time, Tang Siyu outside the window was already suppressing his laughter and his face was red from suppressing it. He almost jumped up from where he was and cheered.

As Ye Fan picked up the bowl, he swallowed the bowl of broth in a few mouthfuls. After drinking it, he still said with unfinished content: "How did you make this soup? Why does it taste so delicious?"

"Really?" The clan leader and Yu Xiner said the same thing in different words. Then they all picked it up and took a few sips. The clan leader said, "It's different from the previous ones!"

Yu Xin'er looked at Ye Fan, "Do you like the taste? How about I do it with you every day from now on." After saying that, she smiled and showed her white teeth.

Yu Xiner's words immediately left Mark speechless, "This..."

Then the effect of the medicine came into play, but not on Ye Fan, but on the clan leader and Yu Xiner. The two of them suddenly felt severe pain in their stomachs, and the scenery in front of them became blurry. It didn't take long before they both fell on the table.

When Ye Fan was strange, Tang Siyu mistakenly thought that Ye Fan had been stunned by poison, and finally couldn't control his inner joy and burst out laughing.

Moving into the hall, the scene in front of him really amazed him. He asked in confusion: "Why haven't you fallen down yet?"

Ye Fan was suddenly confused, and a BGM appeared in his head: Children, do you have many question marks?

"Should something happen to me?" Ye Fan pointed at himself and asked doubtfully.

This is Tang Siyu. When he found the patriarch and Yu Xiner lying on the table, he suddenly panicked. He immediately ran to Yu Xiner's side and helped her sit upright. He kept mumbling: "Don't worry. , don’t worry!”

It wasn't until Yu Xiner sat up straight that Ye Fan knew why Tang Siyu was panicking. At this time, Yu Xin'er's normally red lips turned dark purple. Ye Fan knew at a glance that she was poisoned.

Tang Siyu then thought that when he was pouring the medicine, he was blinded by hatred. He didn't expect that they would drink this pot of soup together.

Seeing Tang Siyu's actions, Ye Fan knew that this matter must be related to Tang Siyu. He quickly grabbed Tang Siyu's collar and asked fiercely: "You kid, you must know something. Hurry up and hand over the antidote!"

At this time, Tang Siyu burst into tears and said in a tearful tone: "If I had it, I... would have taken it out a long time ago. Are you still waiting for you to ask me?"

"Oh, fuck! You still have some sense." Ye Fan punched him down.