Chapter 61 Surrender and Death
"You, do you dare, do you dare to bet with me!"
The huge pressure was transmitted to Tang San through the tea soup, making him gasp and say with great difficulty:
"Let me recover, and then let me have a fair and just competition!"
"Bet?" Lin Rong sat on the chair, looked down at Tang San who was kneeling on the ground, and mocked:
"The situation is in my hands, why should I bet with you?"
After hearing this, Tang San wanted to say something else, but the weight of the tea in his palms increased in vain, causing Tang San's hands to hit the ground hard.
The tea soup swayed in Tang San's palm, almost touching the ground several times.
At this moment, the humiliation in Tang San's heart reminded him of everything he experienced in the Haotian Sect when he was six years old.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. You humiliate me like this and you are ready to die!"
These words roared out in Tang San's heart.
After that, Tang San completely passed out due to the huge consumption of physical strength, soul power, and mental power, as well as the humiliation he suffered in his heart.
Tick~
Without Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon, the tea soup quickly flowed from Tang San's palm to the ground.
"Bai He, look." Lin Rong's eyes signaled Bai He to look at Tang San who was unconscious on the ground, and said:
"Once you have said it, the completed transaction is as irreversible as the water thrown out."
"Although this is not the truth in the world, it is often no different from the truth."
"Just because most people who try to regret it are the weak ones on one side of the transaction."
"If you don't have the strength but insist on going your own way, this will be the end!"
"So, are you ready to die?"
"If you are willing to die calmly, I can give you a decent way to die."
These words sounded like a devil's whisper in Bai He's ears, causing his face to turn pale in an instant. The fear of death made him weaken and fall to the ground.
Although the aloofness in his heart kept roaring, telling him not to be so cowardly.
But with a martial spirit like Sharp-tailed Swift that has no fighting power, Bai He is destined to be unable to get rid of the inferiority complex that stems from his bones.
The ancestral training from childhood has allowed Bai He to develop an aloof temperament, but in the face of death, this aloofness is so vulnerable.
Suddenly, the devil's whisper repeated in his mind gave Bai He a flash of inspiration, and he said as if grasping a life-saving straw:
"You said that if I volunteered to die, you would give me a decent death."
"So, can I choose this way of death?"
These words made Lin Rong a little confused. Bai He was actually willing to die on his own initiative? Somewhat beyond his expectation.
But soon, Lin Rong thought of something from Bai He's words and thought:
"This old guy actually wants to play word games with me."
"Choose a dignified way to die. After I agree, you can then choose to die of old age, right?"
"What a beautiful thought!"
"No!" So Lin Rong decisively refused and then changed the subject.
"But, I suddenly had a better idea."
With that said, Lin Rong took out a snow-white herb from the dragon-patterned jade beads.
After taking it out, Lin Rong gently pinched its crystal white branches and leaves, lowered her head and gently sniffed the grass leaves on the top of the herb that looked like a swan's neck.
This is snow-colored swan kiss, one of the fairy herbs.
Lin Rong used her soul power to extract a drop of colorless and transparent essence liquid from the grass leaves kissed by the snow-colored swan, and said with a gentle smile:
"Bai He, as long as you drink a drop of the juice of this herb, I will treat the matter of Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng as if it never happened, and I will not raise old scores again in the future, how about that?"
This sudden change in painting style made Bai He a little confused, and he took a few steps back in fear.
Seeing Bai He's cowardly performance, Lin Rong simply put the extracted essence liquid directly to Bai He's mouth and said calmly:
"You can choose not to drink. As a price, I will let Uncle Yu destroy your soul power, and you will lose your noble status as a soul master and become an ordinary person from now on."
"Bai He, you'd better think it through before making a decision!"
Although Lin Rong knew that threatening the life and death of the Min clan would be more effective, just like threatening Dugu Bo with Dugu Yan.
But he never let go of the idea of the Sensitive Clan from the beginning, and he also needed to establish a character in front of Dugu Bo who would stick to his word, so he gave up the idea of using the Sensitive Clan to threaten Bai He.
Anyway, for a soul master, having his soul power cultivation destroyed is also something that no soul master can accept.
Faced with the choice between drinking a drop of herbal juice with unknown effects or having his soul power destroyed, he believed Bai He would choose the former.
Time passes minute by minute.
Half a minute later.
"Gulu~" a sound.
Bai He swallowed, closed his eyes, and swallowed the transparent herbal juice suspended in his mouth.
At this moment, Bai He's heart rate jumped to an unprecedented height, and he was mentally prepared to deal with the expected huge pain.
"Eh? I, I'm fine..."
Bai He's face showed the joy of surviving the disaster, but before it lasted even half a second, thousands of pains of varying sizes erupted from every part of his body, flesh and blood, and every muscle and bone.
After Bai He swallowed the juice essence of the snow-colored swan kiss, it spread throughout his body in an instant.
The various microscopic viruses hidden in the body of the white crane multiply a thousand times under the nourishment of the medicinal properties of the snow-colored swan kiss.
Originally, these viruses were small in size and low in toxicity.
But after these viruses have increased hundreds of times, they are enough to pose a threat to the white crane. If there are only one or two viruses, Baihe can also use his soul power to eliminate them.
But at this moment, the number of viruses that broke out in Baihe's body exceeded tens of millions.
This is thanks to the fact that Bai He and Yang Wudi were once best friends.
Yang Wudi is obsessed with refining medicine and poison, and every time he makes poison, he will inevitably be contaminated with toxin residues on his body.
Bai He has a close relationship with Yang Wudi, and because of financial problems, he often goes to Yang Wudi's house to fight in the autumn wind.
In this way, Bai He was more or less contaminated with various toxins during his physical contact with Yang Wudi.
On weekdays, these toxins are diluted countless times, and the amounts are not large, so naturally they will not have any impact on the white crane.
But once he comes into contact with this special fairy medicinal herb, Snow Swan Kiss, its medicinal properties are absolutely fatal to Bai He, and there is no possibility of survival.
"Ah~ah~ah..."
The miserable and terrifying roar echoed in the banquet hall.
Just a few seconds.
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Bai He's hair fell out, and spots of different colors appeared on every inch of his skin.
Immediately afterwards, Bai He's flesh and blood rotted all over his body, and pus and blood flowed.
Thousands of violent poisonous gases were floating around Bai He's body, making Dugu Bo, a Titled Douluo whose title was based on poison, tremble with fear, not to mention the other people present.
Niu Gao quickly stayed away from Bai He, and Tai Tan also took Lou Gao and Tang Yuehua away while staying away from Bai He. He was contaminated with the slightest poison in his life.
Thousands of poisonous gases were corroding the white crane all the time. Soon all the flesh and blood in the white crane's body were corroded, leaving only the skeleton riddled with holes.
But the skeleton quickly melted into the poisonous gas, leaving no trace of debris.
"Old, old white bird..."
Tai Tan and Niu Gao stood there in despair, murmuring in their mouths.
They simply couldn't believe that a drop of medicinal herb juice could kill a Contra's body in just a few seconds.
"What the hell is that!"
Dugu Bo stared intently at the crystal-white herb in Lin Rong's hand, with deep fear hidden in his fearful gaze.
Based on his many years of knowledge in the Poison Path, Dugu Bo was certain that the snow-white herb did not have any toxicity.
Moreover, even if there were, it is impossible for a single herb to contain thousands of different toxins at the same time.
After thinking about it carefully, a horrifying answer appeared in Dugu Bo's heart. It was an answer that he could not believe.
Dugu Bo almost subconsciously wanted to destroy this herb that was a fatal threat to him.
But the pressure of the old housekeeper always locked on him and the granddaughter Dugu Yan in his arms, which made Dugu Bo dare not act rashly at all.
"Dugu Bo." At this time, a still calm voice sounded.
Lin Rong lowered his head and played with the snow-colored swan kiss in his hand, and said in a brisk tone:
"I heard that you are known as the drug tyrant in the world."
"Then, would you like to drink a drop of the juice of this herb?"
"Don't worry, this juice is not poisonous. If you don't believe me, I'll drink a drop and show it to you. Or you can ask Uncle Yu to drink a drop and show it to you."
When Dugu Bo heard this, he immediately held his granddaughter's hand tightly, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart.
He has been in the world for many years, but he couldn't hear the threat and implication in these words.
If you surrender, you will live; if you don't, you will die.
But Lin Rong's mysterious anti-virus method, the herb that can multiply the poison a thousand times, and a titled Douluo whose strength is suspected to be above him.
All of this made Dugu Bo unable to resist, especially when he felt the warmth of his granddaughter's scared palms, which made her hands cold, and he lost the confidence to fight.
The battle between heaven and man in Dugu Bo's heart soon came to an end.
He put down his granddaughter in his arms, knelt on the ground on one knee to show his surrender, and said in the astonished eyes of everyone:
"I am willing to be loyal to the Duke, and I hope that you can let my granddaughter live."
"Really?" Lin Rong raised his head, looked at Dugu Bo who was kneeling on the ground and asked:
"What about your sincerity?"
Lin Rong asked such a question. Dugu Bo had already expected it and answered:
"To show my sincerity, I will make the Min clan completely disappear from this world, leaving absolutely no one alive."
"If that's the case, then go and come back quickly. I'm waiting for your sincerity."
After hearing Lin Rong's words, Dugu Bo stood up and glanced at Dugu Yan before turning around and disappearing into the banquet hall.
Nowadays, although the members of the Min clan are all in Tiandou City, they are scattered around Tiandou City because they are performing scouting missions.
If Dugu Bo wants to fulfill his sincerity, he will not be able to come back for an hour or two.
While waiting, Lin Rong once again looked at everyone in the Tang Clan.
"Everyone, Bai He is dead, but it's time to put an end to your sect leader's offense against this Duke!"
I didn’t oversleep, I just changed the publishing time.
Repeat, I did not oversleep, I just changed the release time.
From now on, new chapters will be released at ten o'clock in the morning.
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