Su Luo shouted, but the poisonous attack rushed towards Su Luo's body.
Su Luo was about to cry in a hurry.
The old man of Poison Saint was so angry that he was about to cry!
Is it easy for him to cultivate this poisonous art? ! In order to maintain this poisonous art, is it easy for him to live or die for so many years? ! She had finally hoped for an heir, or the Hall of Alchemists, yet she still cried and said no? !
"If you want it, you have to have it! If you don't want it, you have to have it! This poison art is yours!" The old poison sage stared at Su Luo angrily.
"Oh... woo woo woo~~" Su Luo sobbed as she slowly straightened out the poison and put it into her body.
As a result, the Poison Sage was surprised to find that the poison art that he originally thought would produce repelling turned out to be so smooth... This is a bit too smooth.
But at this moment, Master Poison Sage didn't think too much, because he was in a hurry to spread the practice.
After so many years, his afterimage strength has been very weak. If he does not take advantage of this opportunity to teleport, he is afraid that he will fall short.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Su Luo sat cross-legged opposite the Poison Saint.
Her hands were tightly closed, and her hands were stretched forward, pressing against the large palms of Lord Poison Sage.
If you look closely, two green streams of light flow from the body of the Poison Sage to Su Luo's body continuously... The speed is as fast as lightning!
It was flowing smoothly.
Su Luo's face was calm, like a quiet lake.
Contrary to Su Luo, Lord Poison Sage's face was very ugly!
His originally pale complexion was now even more pale and bloodless, and those red lips had now turned dark green, and it was getting darker and darker.
He was shaking all over...
Finally, the Poison Sage shivered violently, clapped his hands, and separated his palms from Su Luo's.
Su Luo still sat firmly on the spot, but Lord Poison Sage's body was already crumbling.
The black-haired old man is now gray-haired.
Even the eyebrows are snow-white.
The Poison Sage slowly opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his head and looked at Su Luo.
He has a poisonous skill, and it is not that he can inherit it.
The Poison Sage had thought before that this little girl was as timid and timid as a mouse, and the success rate of accepting his poison art would not exceed ten percent.
The other 90% chance, either by being poisoned, or by going crazy and dying!
Poison Saint's heart is inherently poisonous!
Even if he knew that the mortality rate was as high as 90%, he would still force Su Luo to force his poisonous skills!
But at this moment, the Poison Sage was surprised to find that this little girl is a piece of jade!
Not only did she not get poisoned to death, she also didn't go crazy, but she accepted his poison attack completely! There is no ups and downs at all, I have received it all!
"Heaven... This girl... The talent is amazing!" The Poison Sage looked at Su Luo, who closed his eyes and absorbed the last ray of green poisonous attack, and muttered to himself, "Such talent, simply... I didn't expect that I was dying. , I actually encountered such a peerless genius, hahaha! Rong Yun! My Situ Invincible finally won you once! Hahahahaha—"
Su Luo was awakened by the terrifying laughter of the Poison Saint.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Poison Saint with a cold gaze.
The Poison Sage could no longer walk, but he moved and moved to Su Luo's side with difficulty. Those scrawny hands grabbed Su Luo and glared at her: "Su Luo! Good disciple! Hahahahaha. Good disciple! You are the best gift God has given you as a teacher!"