The necks of the two medicine boys were broken in just three breaths of time. The speed was so fast that the two of them fell to the ground before they could react.
They probably would never understand until their death how a drugged man who was tortured to the point of being on the verge of death could have the ability to kill people with such quick, brutal and accurate means.
Su Xinguang pushed open the wooden door. Everything in the room was normal. The only abnormal thing was that the person who was supposed to be sitting behind the desk was now slumped in the chair, with a crooked mouth and saliva constantly flowing out of his mouth.
When Ouyang Feng saw the medicine man standing in front of him, his eyes flashed with surprise, but that surprise was quickly replaced by reason.
Ouyang Feng thought of the pens on the table.
How did he do it?
Where did he find the poison that could accurately poison him?
You know, ordinary poisons are useless in front of him, unless...
Ouyang Feng thought of something and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Su Xinguang noticed the change in the other party's expression, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, "Master Pavilion Master has thought of it, but it's too late."
who is he?
Why does he know this?
What does he want to do?
Ouyang Feng said nothing and could only stare at the other person.
Su Xinguang understood his expression and slowly walked up to him step by step.
"You want to know?"
Ouyang Feng stared at him intently.
"If you kneel down and beg me, I will tell you."
Ouyang Feng was furious. It had been many years since anyone dared to speak to him like this. He stared at the medicine man in front of him with a cold gaze. As long as he recovered, he would make this medicine man live a life worse than death.
"Want to kill me?"
"You want me to live a life worse than death?"
With every word he said, Ouyang Feng was shocked in his heart. He was surprised why the medicine man in front of him was so smart and could understand his thoughts at a glance, as if the man in front of him was an old man who had followed him for many years. Only his subordinates who had followed him for many years could guess one or two of his thoughts.
The medicine man in front of him clearly had just arrived.
He had misjudged this promising young man and let him become a medicine man.
Su Xinguang knew very well that this poison might turn people from outside into paraplegics due to stroke, but in front of a madman like Ouyang Feng, it could only keep him alive for two or three hours before being devoured by the messy toxins in his body.
Su Xinguang was not in a hurry. He walked to the wooden shelf slowly and began to carefully select the poison. He used a stool to take down some of the poison placed high.
Ouyang Feng watched the whole process.
As he took down the bottles and jars, Ouyang Feng was a little confused about what this half-grown boy in front of him was going to do. Did he want to feed all the poison to him?
If he had any intention, then he was doomed.
All the poisons on the wooden rack cannot kill him, unless he can mix a new poison that can suppress the most overbearing toxin in his body, then there is still a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, this kid will be tortured to death by him.
Of course, he had another way to kill himself, which was to cut his throat with a knife, or pierce his heart. But in this case, this kid would also die with him.
Because as long as the blood gets on his skin, he will die soon.
There was a strange light flashing in Ouyang Feng's eyes, and he was actually looking forward to something.
In the end, this kid will either die with him or wait to be tortured to death by him.
Looking forward to it!
However, when he saw Su Xinguang, he poured the poison in the jar into the pot, and then took out the poison from the earthen jar beside and put it in. After the soup in the pot changed color, he continued to pour in another poison, and then put in different poisonous herbs at the right time.
As an expert in using and making poison, Ouyang Feng naturally saw what he was doing.
This kid is actually preparing poison.
After the initial shock, Ouyang Feng curled his lips in disdain. Did he really think that making drugs was such a simple matter? What a naive boy.
Su Xinguang didn't even need to look at the madman, he knew what he was thinking.
An hour later, Ouyang Feng clearly felt his body regaining consciousness, and after another half an hour, he was able to resume movement.
There was a bloodthirsty gleam in Ouyang Feng's eyes, ready to devour anyone.
At this moment, Su Xinguang, who had been concentrating on refining the poison, said, "It's done."
Ouyang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes fell on his hands.
It was prepared so quickly.
I hope he won't be too disappointed.
Su Xinguang scooped up a large bowl of poisonous soup and brought it to Ouyang Feng, "Drink it."
Ouyang Feng looked at the boiling poisonous soup with fear in his eyes.
Su Xinguang would not tolerate him. He pinched his chin with one hand and used the other hand to pour a whole bowl of poisonous soup into his mouth. The boiling hot soup made his tongue numb and painful, and his throat and esophagus felt as if burned by fire, causing his face to twist in pain.
"You can't handle it? This shouldn't be the case." Su Xinguang slapped his cheek humiliatingly, "Don't you like feeding people with boiling poisonous soup the most? Why don't you like it when it comes to me?"
Su Xinguang was not worried at all that the boiling soup would scald the other person to death.
This is a master, it is not easy to kill him.
Su Xinguang slapped his forehead, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I know, you like it very much, you didn't drink enough, you are complaining that I gave you too little."
Ouyang Feng's eyes bulged out and he stared at him intently, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.
Su Xinguang patted his cheek again, "Don't worry, there's plenty of soup."
He scooped up another full bowl of poisonous soup and forcefully poured it into his mouth once again.
Ouyang Feng wanted to struggle, but his whole body seemed to have been sprayed with cartilage powder, and he became limp like a waste.
After the second bowl of poisonous soup was poured in, Su Xinguang admired Ouyang Feng who looked disheveled.
"Would you like a third bowl?" His voice was faint and childish, but now it sounded like the devil's whisper to Ouyang Feng's ears, making him terrified.
"Ah, you want to drink." Su Xinguang said to himself, ignoring his murderous eyes.
Another bowl of boiling poisonous soup was brought and poured into his mouth again.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng's mouth had already been blistered by the scalding hot soup. If it weren't for his strong internal strength, he would have been scalded to death.
But even so, he could hardly bear it.
Su Xinguang grasped the right measure and let go decisively at the critical point.
"You must be thinking that when you recover, you'll make me live a life worse than death, right?"
Ouyang Feng did not respond. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't respond.
"You must be thinking, how can the poison I made temporarily be better than the three corpse blood poison in your body?"
Ouyang Feng's pupils shrank slightly. How could he know that it was the Three Corpses Blood Poison in his body? That was his proud work.
Su Xinguang seemed to see through his doubts, and the corners of his lips rose, "Not only do I know that you have the Three Corpses Blood Poison in your body, I also know many, many of your secrets, such as..."
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