Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

The ancestral skill of the Po Zhi clan is refining medicine. Yang Yimo, as the best successor of the clan, although he no longer refines medicine, his ability to distinguish medicine is still impeccable.

Recently, she had been consulting ancient books, trying to find a cure for a mixed poison, and the source of this fragrance happened to be one of them.

The moment he saw Yang Yimo, Ling Bai was slightly surprised. The last time they met seemed to be just yesterday, but now this peerless genius of the Po Clan has completely changed. There is a hint of solemnity in her eyes that was lacking in the past. meaning.

If the two of them competed again based only on swordsmanship and marksmanship, Ling Bai felt that even if he could win in the end, the process would be more tortuous.

He came to Yang Yimo and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"Poison, here you go."

Yang Yimo's answer was as simple as possible. He didn't even bother to say a single extra word and took out something from the storage soul guide.

The overall dark blue bottle should be carved from a piece of fine sapphire. Ling Bai pulled out the stopper at the mouth of the bottle and was surprised to find that the liquid inside was actually a mixture of seven colors, shimmering with light fluorescence. It is still changing slowly, and it looks quite gorgeous, making people unable to imagine that this thing is actually a terrifying poison.

The colorful, taboo-breaking poison of the clan is a mixture of seven kinds of drugs. It will continue to corrode the poisoned person's vitality, causing him to feel extreme pain until the end of his life.

Ling Bai nodded with satisfaction. Yang Wushuang was quite reliable. The poison he promised to refine was now available. All he had to do was find time to give it to Qian Renxue.

He didn't notice that Yang Yimo silently came to his side, her nose twitching slightly, and the unrivaled fragrance filled her heart and spleen, as if it could soothe all desires in the human heart, and her dark pupils shone brightly.

"It is exactly the same as what is recorded in ancient books, Youxiang Qiluo Immortal..."

She suddenly stepped forward and looked directly at Ling Bai like a sharp sword being drawn out of its sheath: "You... smell like the fragrance of Qiluo's immortal product."

Ling Bai glanced at her in surprise. The Youxiang Qiluo Immortal was lying in the phoenix jade pendant at the moment, but whether this guy was born in the year of dog, he could smell it.

Perhaps because of his request from Ling Bai, Yang Yimo, who has always said few words, was willing to explain a few more words: "The aroma emitted by Youxiang Qiluo Immortal is the most special kind of all medicinal herbs, and no object can completely block its spread. You are at close range You have come into contact with Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, or Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product is in your hands."

"so what?"

Ling Bai frowned slightly, and he suddenly remembered something. When Tang San conquered Yang Wudi, the leader of the Po clan, he used his own strength and the temptation of Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product. Judging from Yang Wudi's reaction, Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product For the Po Zhi Clan, a clan that makes a living by refining medicine, the significance seems to be extraordinary.

As the inheritor of the Po clan, Yang Yimo, although their lineage no longer refines medicine, Ling Bai is not sure whether they still desire the Youxiang Qiluo immortal product.

"I want it."

The dark eyes were calm. In Yang Yimo's world view, what you want is what you want, and there is no need to hide it.

"reason."

Ling Bai's face and voice darkened at the same time, causing Catwoman Liuyang on the side to shiver subconsciously and tighten her tight clothes.

"Grandpa was poisoned in order to refine the colorful flowers. If there is no Youxiang Qiluo Immortal, he will die in five years at most and three years at least."

Ling Bai looked at Yang Yimo, unable to see any expression on that beautiful jade-like face, but he could faintly feel her sadness.

"Be more detailed."

"The reason why Colorful Colorful is a taboo poison is not only because its toxicity is extremely severe, but also because its refining process is very dangerous. The refiner will suffer the backlash of Colorful Colorful, and will be tortured day and night from then on.

In the past, refining the colorful poison was a punishment for those who committed the most heinous crimes, and the poison they refined with their own hands would torture them forever. "

"Then...why did your grandfather still refine the colorful colorful flowers?" Ling Bai wondered. He had never forced Yang Wushuang to refine the colorful colorful flowers that could injure the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred. As long as he could avoid being treated by the Tiandou royal physician , just poison the avalanche.

To be honest, Ling Bai didn't understand Yang Wushuang's magical operation, almost as if he was actively seeking death.

"He said that he is a sinner of the Po Zhi Clan and deserves to be tortured to death by Colorful Colors, but I don't want him to die, so I need the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal to save him."

Because she didn't want him to die, she had to save him. Yang Yimo expressed her wish in the most unpretentious words.

Her pupils were as dark as ink, reflecting the splendor and beauty of the Holy Child Palace, but they revealed a loneliness that was indifferent to everything.

"As the inheritor of the Po Zhi Clan, you should know the value of Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product." Ling Bai said lightly.

"Yes." Yang Yimo cherished his words like gold.

"It's not that I can't give you the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, but the nature of the world is equal exchange. What do you use to get it?"

A strange green light flashed, and a pale pink flower appeared in Ling Bai's hand. The petals were as exquisite as crystal, and the stamens seemed to be inlaid with purple diamonds.

The Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product itself appeared, and the soul-stirring fragrance became more and more intense.

Yang Yimo slowly raised her head, her deep ink-colored eyes concealing an indifference that was isolated from the world. Without even thinking about it, she stretched out a slender finger and pointed at herself.

"Give me the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, and I can give myself to you."

The Broken Clan in Wuhun City is really like their clan name, dilapidated to the extreme. Yang Yimo can't think of anything qualified to exchange for the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, except herself.

Since it was a transaction, Ling Bai also took on the attitude of a businessman and said coldly: "What will you do?"

At the same time, he looked at Yang Yimo. Even though she was wearing a long black robe, it was difficult to conceal her graceful figure, and her handsome face, as heroic as a battlefield general, also had a unique charm.

What else can a woman bring to the table?

It's just that Ling Bai was a little disappointed for no reason. He originally thought that Yang Yimo's character would not choose this path.

Hearing Ling Bai's question, Yang Yimo's momentum rose like a black dragon. It didn't look like he was begging for help at all. Four cold words spat out from his lips with a loud voice:

"I will kill."

Ling Bai's hand holding the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product trembled. It turned out that the most valuable thing that the indifferent woman in front of him exchanged was not her appearance and body, but this dirty and bloody ability.

She thinks this is the only thing she has, so if you grant her wish, she will honestly take out her most precious thing in exchange for you...