Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"I can do whatever it takes to get the result, but to be honest, I'm not willing to do that kind of inhumane thing, so everything is in your hands."

Ling Bai came close to Yang Wushuang's ear and lowered his voice, deliberately not letting sisters Yang Yimo and Yang Yichen hear.

Yang Wushuang gritted his teeth, his eyes flushed with blood. In Ling Bai's story, Wuhun Palace is the force of soul masters, and they are the family with powerful souls. If he insists on refusing, the soul-breaking gun may Reduced to a dog in Wuhun Palace.

"Give you ten seconds to think about it."

Ling Bai stretched out his body and squinted his eyes to admire the brilliant sunset in Wuhun City.

"ten."

Yang Wushuang still lowered his head and said nothing.

"Nine."

"Sister Momo, what's wrong with the master of the house?"

On the other side, Yang Yichen secretly asked Yang Yimo, but Yang Yimo did not answer, but covered her eyes.

"Eight."

Yang Wushuang looked sideways at Yang Yimo sisters, as if he wanted to hear their opinions, but all he got was Yang Yimo's cold and indifferent eyes, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

"one!"

Without any warning, Ling Bai instantly changed from eight to one. Yang Wushuang was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and almost jumped up from the ground. He subconsciously blurted out:

"What kind of poison do you want, I'll make it!"

Then, he immediately froze on the spot, his whole person seemed to be frozen.

"What did I say..."

Yang Wushuang murmured that this time, he truly betrayed the Po Clan and turned to work for Wuhun Palace.

Once you do it, you will kill someone...

Ling Bai strode forward, patted Yang Wushuang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Senior Wushuang, why are you blaming yourself? The organization will never treat you badly."

Hearing this, Yang Yimo frowned slightly. Ling Bai's expression changed too quickly. Before, he called Yang Wushuang, but after surrendering, he immediately changed his name to Senior Wushuang.

At first glance, he looks like the old face-changing master.

Yang Wushuang seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and there was a feeling that there was no greater sorrow than death. He ignored Ling Bai's consolation and just asked lightly:

"What kind of poison does His Highness the Holy Son want?"

"Highly concealed, highly toxic, fatal in one blow." Ling Bai put forward three requirements.

Yang Wushuang thought about it and finally gave an answer: "Colorful, one of the taboo poisons of the Breaking Clan, it is mainly made from a mixture of seven originally non-toxic drugs.

In addition, the colorful poison is not violent, but the poisoned person will feel extreme pain, because it will continue to corrode the poisoned person's vitality until the end of life.

Due to the diversification of formulas, mixed poison is the most difficult poison to eliminate. As a poison that has been studied by the Po family for many years and improved several times, Colorful Poison is even more impossible for outsiders to crack.

Even if you take Tiancai Dibao-level detoxification drugs, you can only suppress it for a while, and the next time it backfires, the colorful attack will be even more severe.

In other words, it has no solution. "

"Very well, that's it."

Ling Bai nodded, very satisfied with the colorful effect, and decided to give it as a gift to Xue Beng, but he didn't notice that as soon as the word colorful came out, Yang Yimo's face instantly darkened.

Yang Wushuang raised his hand and said, "Please give me some time, Your Majesty the Holy Son. I need to collect seven kinds of medicines and compare the poisons."

"Tsk..."

Ling Bai originally wanted to bring the poison to Qian Renxue this time, but now he probably won't be able to do it, so he has to wait until the next meeting.

"Okay, if you need anything, just tell Elder Demon Bear and tell me my name."

After all, Yang Wushuang's request was reasonable, and Ling Bai couldn't refuse. Demon Bear Douluo was responsible for the logistics of Wuhun City and several small treasure houses. He had the right to dispatch most of the materials in Wuhun Palace. Ling Bai had been to the treasure house several times when he was a child. This time, he was relatively familiar with Demon Bear Douluo, so Yang Wushuang had no problem reporting his name.

After saying that, Ling Bai didn't stay any longer, spread his blood wings and soared into the sky, followed immediately by the Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, and the three of them left the Po Zhi Clan's mansion.

In the sky, Yue Guan flew to a position alongside Ling Bai and asked, "Xiao Bai, do you have any other plans for this broken clan?"

"Grandpa Ju, what do you want..." Ling Bai did not answer immediately, but asked Yue Guan's opinion.

"Anyone with different intentions will be killed!"

Yue Guan was filled with murderous aura, and his delicate and handsome face was slightly distorted.

"Juhuaguan is right."

The ghost flew to the other side of Ling Bai and expressed his approval to Yue Guan.

"unnecessary."

Ling Bai denied Yue Guan's proposal. He explained: "Yang Wushuang has changed. He is no longer fearless. Without the true meaning of breaking, he is no different from an ordinary Contra. It doesn't matter whether you kill him or not. Compared with him Come on, Yang Yimo is more important."

"That Soul Sect girl?"

Yue Guan blinked in surprise, he didn't understand why a soul sect got Ling Bai's attention.

"Her talent for marksmanship is rare in the world. Even though she only has level 42 soul power, if we really fight, even level 49 Xie Yue can't beat her. If she can join the Wuhun Hall, she will definitely become the best in our hands in the future. A sharp spear."

After fighting against that ice-cold woman, Ling Bai spoke very highly of her.

"You just have to figure it out."

Now that Ling Bai had made a decision in his heart, Yue Guan said no more.

"Let's meet up with Sister Mu Yao first, and we'll go directly to Sunset Forest."

Seeing how excited the three people before him were, Ling Bai simply stopped going back to the Holy Child Palace and went directly to the Ice and Fire Eyes to rob Dugu Bo.

The mansion of the broken clan.

Ling Bai and Ju Gui Douluo left, Yang Yimo asked Yang Yichen to return to their house, and then stood opposite Yang Wushuang, his eyes as sharp as swords:

“The reason why Colorful Color is taboo is not only because of its strong toxins, but more importantly, its refining process is extremely dangerous, and almost 100% of the refiners are poisoned!

You can obviously choose other poisons, but why do you choose to use colorful poisons that can injure the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself eight hundred times! "

Yang Wushuang lowered his head, looked at his granddaughter's cold and stubborn handsome face, and said bitterly:

"Mo Mo, grandpa betrayed the clan and has disgraced his ancestors. I thought that in this Wuhun City, I could live without attracting attention by hiding my name, but who would have thought that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace would come to visit me in person!

Grandpa is a weak man, far less tough than your uncle. If it were him today, he would probably shoot him directly.But grandpa can't do it. Grandpa himself is not afraid of death, but you can't die, and Yichen can't die. You are both the hope of the family, and you will return to the clan one day.

Refining the colorful things can be regarded as grandpa's punishment for himself. "

He lowered his head and left with a sigh. Yang Yimo looked at his increasingly stooped back with a depressed expression. She murmured:

"I just want to protect my family, what's wrong with you..."