Su Luo shouted, but the poison was rushing into her body.
Su Luo was so anxious that she almost cried.
The old Poison Saint was so angry that he almost cried!
Was it easy for him to cultivate his poison skills?! Was it easy for him to remain in a state of limbo for so many years just to maintain them?! After finally waiting for an heir, one from the Alchemist Hall, she actually cried and yelled that she didn't want him?!
"You have to take it whether you want it or not! This poison skill is yours!" The old Poison Saint glared at Su Luo angrily, "If you don't want to go astray, then pay attention to me!"
"Oh... wuwuwu~~" Su Luo sobbed as she slowly sorted out the poison power and absorbed it into her body.
So, Lord Poison Saint was surprised to find that the poison power that he had thought would cause repulsion was actually so smooth... It was a bit too smooth.
But at this moment, Lord Poison Saint didn't think much about it, because he was in a hurry to pass on his skills.
After so many years, the strength of his afterimage has become very weak. If he does not take this opportunity to teleport, he is afraid that his efforts will fail.
Time passes by every second.
Su Luo sat cross-legged opposite the Poison Saint.
She clasped her hands together and stretched them forward, pressing against the broad palms of the Poison Saint.
If you look closely, you will see two streams of green light flowing from the Poison Saint into Su Luo's body continuously... The speed is as fast as lightning!
Flowing with a swish sound.
Su Luo's face was calm, like a tranquil lake.
In contrast to Su Luo, the Poison Saint had a very bad expression on his face.
His already pale face was now even paler and bloodless, and his originally red lips had turned dark green and were getting darker and darker.
His whole body was trembling...
Finally, the Poison Saint shuddered violently, clapped his hands, and separated his palms from Su Luo's.
Su Luo was still sitting steadily in the same place, but the body of the Poison Saint was already shaking.
The old man who originally had black hair now has white hair.
Even her eyebrows are snow-white.
The Poison Saint slowly opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked up at Su Luo.
His poison skills are not something that can be inherited easily. If you inherit it rashly without the ability, your life will be in danger.
The Poison Saint had thought before that this little girl was as timid as a mouse and cowardly, and the success rate of her accepting his poison skills would not exceed ten percent.
The other 90% chance is that he will either be poisoned to death or die from being possessed by a demon!
The Poison Saint's heart is poisonous!
Even though he knew the mortality rate was as high as 90%, he was determined to force the poison skill on Su Luo!
But at this moment, the Poison Saint was surprised to find that this little girl was actually a rough diamond!
Not only did she not die from the poison, nor did she go into a trance, but she accepted his poison attack completely! There was no setback at all, she accepted it completely!
"My God... this girl... her talent is astonishing!" The Poison Saint stared at Su Luo, who had absorbed the last of the dark green poison attack, and muttered to himself, "Such talent, it's simply... I never thought that I would encounter such a peerless genius before I die. Hahahaha! Rong Yun! I, Situ Bubai, finally beat you for once! Hahahahahaha——"
Su Luo was awakened by the Poison Saint's terrifying laughter.
She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze cold and holy.
The Poison Saint could no longer walk, but he inched forward, finally making his way to Su Luo's side with great difficulty. He grabbed Su Luo with his bony hands and stared at her intently, "Su Luo! Good disciple! Hahahaha! Good disciple! You are the greatest gift God has bestowed upon me!"
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