C2594 Trying to Struggle(part Ii)
"Master, don't worry. How could I possibly hurt a guardian of the Profound Yang Sect? You still have to keep your useful body to atone for your sins. The Pill that I gave you just now. . . It's called the Stabilizing Restoration pill. It will suppress your cultivation for a period of time. It will make your Spiritual Energy purer. After some time. . . It will recover to its original state, and it might even improve. "0
Lin Hao had paid a lot of Pills for this Pill. However, for the sake of his own Master, Lin Hao was naturally very generous.
After listening to Lin Hao's introduction, everyone took a deep breath, but their eyes suddenly lit up.
Within a short period of time, would the cultivation be suppressed? In other words, everyone could defeat Zhao Hao?
Hmm? When they thought about those disciples who were killed by Zhao Hao in the long river of history, a bold idea flashed across their minds.
Lin Hao patted Zhao Hao's shoulder in comfort and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you just gave me a blood ball to sell, I don't want much. . . "
Zhao Hao's voice suddenly became very weak, "Then can we stop bleeding? I. . . Think I'm almost gone. . . "
Everyone fixed their eyes on him and saw that Zhao Hao's arm had been cut open by a sharp cut. Blood was flowing out, but it flowed to a potted plant in Lin Hao's hand. One of the crystal clear and beautiful flower buds was slowly blooming.
Was he going to use Zhao Hao's blood to water the flowers?
Good kid, you are ruthless enough!
Everyone secretly gave a thumbs up. White-robed God of Death was indeed worthy of being called White-robed God of Death. Zhao Hao's act of seeking death had finally satisfied Lin Hao's request to die.
When Lin Hao put away the potted plant, Zhao Hao's face was as white as a sheet of paper. He was on the verge of dying. He was lying on the ground, twitching. He looked like he was about to be slapped.
However, Lin Hao was not that cruel. He shoved another Pill into Zhao Hao's mouth. Zhao Hao's face turned red.
"Thank you for not killing my beloved disciple. Farewell!"
Zhao Hao panicked and turned to leave.
However, no matter how hard Zhao Hao tried, he could not run. Elder was right in front of him, and even Lin Hao looked at him with a smile. Obviously, there were more people on the scene.
"My dear Master, your lovely disciple, Wen Zheshi has invited you here!"
A devilish voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Hao. It was as if Zhao Hao's throat had been choked by fate, and he couldn't move at all.
Zhao Hao's movement was stiff. He turned around awkwardly, but he saw Wen Zheshi standing behind him with a fake smile on his face. When he saw Wen Zheshi again, Zhao Hao's heart couldn't help but thump, and a thought flashed across his mind.
It's over, it's all over. . .
Wen Zheshi walked forward and patted Zhao Hao's shoulder lightly. Zhao Hao's entire body fell apart like a sandcastle and collapsed onto the ground.
Wen Zheshi passed Zhao Hao, who was in a pile of mud, and looked at Lin Hao gratefully. "Lin Hao, thank you! I will never forget today's kindness!"
Lin Hao grinned. "Well said, well said. Now our dear Master has chosen to suppress the cultivation. He wants to experience the suffering of the people. You must not let him down. Don't be polite. Just let Master experience it!"
Wen Zheshi laughed loudly and brightly. "Of course, of course, of course! Don't worry, I will call back my fellow disciples when we return! Together! I will do my best! Do your best! Do your best for Master's breakthrough, hahahaha!"
Wen Zheshi's words called back all his fellow disciples! Together! He did his best! Do your best! Every word is a gem!
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