Chapter 402: The Death of the Old Man with White Eyebrows
However, there was only one reason why the white-eyed old man had to do what Tang Li said. And the reason is, to survive!
The white-eyed old man knelt on the ground reluctantly, and gave Tang Li three heavy glances. Then he hit his dantian hard, and the white-eyed old man only felt a nerve-stimulating pain coming from the dantian, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out.
Decades of cultivation were ruined in one fell swoop, which was an incredible thing for all cultivators. Tang Li just said it casually, because he understood that cultivation was simply something more important than life for any cultivator, and ordinary cultivators would rather have no life than their own cultivation.
As the saying goes, if people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed! Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Any cultivator, in his or her life, has more or less his own enemies, whether it is provoked by himself or someone else who comes to the door, everyone will definitely have it!
And one's own cultivation, no matter how strong or weak, can ensure that he is not hunted down and persecuted by some enemies. Or it can be said that even if there is a certain gap between one's own cultivation and that of the enemy, one's own cultivation can ensure that one's own cultivation has a decent way to die.
However, if a cultivator loses his cultivation, then he is like an ant in front of other cultivators, he can deal with it as he wants, abuse him as much as he wants, and for those who have lost his cultivation, he will not have the slightest resistance at all! can only be at the mercy of the other party.
Therefore, Tang Li was very shocked in his heart after seeing that this white-eyed old man had really abolished all of his cultivation.
"Old Pifu, I didn't expect you to really abolish your cultivation, now you still have any right to speak in front of me?" Tang Li laughed.
"Now that you are a sword, and my white eyebrows are fish and meat, if you don't abolish cultivation, what can I do? You said to let me go, now, I can go. Bai Mei covered his chest, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at Tang Li directly.
Tang Li looked at the white-eyed old man in front of him who seemed to be mentally retarded, and secretly said in his heart, how did this old man live to this age, his thoughts are so ridiculous and naΓ―ve!
If this white-eyed old man was not injured by Chen Feng, but someone else, Tang Li might have really shown mercy and let him go, but this white-eyed old man was so good that he couldn't die, but it was Chen Feng who was injured.
You must know that Chen Feng came this time, but he said hello above, and Chen Feng can't be allowed to make any mistakes, now, Chen Feng is lying on the ground with serious injuries, it is difficult to say whether he is dead or alive, if he lets go of the white-eyed old man in front of him again, it will be Tang Li himself who is unlucky.
There is no way, it can only be regarded as this white-eyed old man is unlucky, not that he is untrustworthy, but he is really forced to be helpless. Tang Li thought in his heart.
"Old man with white eyebrows, don't you think that the current situation is already to the point where whatever I say is anything?"
Hearing Tang Li say this, the white-eyed old man seemed to realize something, his pupils dilated infinitely, and two eyeballs seemed to fall out of his eye sockets, "You...... You won't fail to keep your promises, will you?! β
Tang Li stared at the white-eyed old man gloomily, and it felt as if the white-eyed old man was now like a lamb to the slaughter, "Even if I don't believe in my words, what can you do with me?" There is no one else around, the matter between me and you, the old horseman, God knows that you know what I know, absolutely no other person will know about it, and when people talk about it afterwards, they only know that you were chased and killed by me so far, your strength is not good, and you will be killed by me in this deserted forest, and there will be no others! β
The white-eyed old man didn't fight in one place, and his body, which was already seriously injured, was aggravated by his emotions because of his emotions, and he couldn't help it, and another mouthful of old blood gushed out.
"Tang Li, I didn't expect you to be such a sinister and vicious person, my white eyebrows would actually believe your words, hahaha!" At this moment, Bai Mei's spirit seems to be a little abnormal. But all this is normal, no matter who you are, after experiencing this series of things, unless your psychological quality is extremely strong, otherwise, you will collapse.
Tang Li looked at the poor worm in front of him, to put it bluntly, Tang Li himself now has a little pity for this white-eyed old man, and he is quite pitiful.
However, Tang Li has pity, it is still the IQ of this white-eyed old man, an old monster who has lived for decades, how can this IQ be so low? As long as this white-eyed old man made any right decisions before, he would not fall to the point where he is now. But this old fool has never made a correct decision. With such an IQ, Tang Li really doesn't know what this white-eyed old man has relied on to survive until now.
At this time, the white-eyed old man was already disheartened, he understood that he would definitely die here today, escape? That is a thing that the old man with white eyebrows dare not think about now, even when his cultivation is still there, there is no way to avoid the pursuit of the ruthless man in front of him, not to mention, the current old man with white eyebrows has no cultivation at all.
"Tang Li, the old man knows that the old man will definitely not see the sun tomorrow, but now the old man has a request, and I hope you can agree, it should be the last wish of the old man before he dies."
Tang Li looked at the white-eyed old man in front of him, now he was full of loneliness, no fear, no fear, as if he didn't care so much about everything. It looks like a lonely old man, where is there a strong man's posture.
Seeing him like this, Tang Li decided to listen to the last request of the white-eyed old man first, if it wasn't something that hurt the heavens and reason, or that Tang Li couldn't do it, Tang Li decided to agree to him.
"Say it, I'll try to satisfy you."
"The old man has thanked me here, the old man has no excessive requests, I just hope that you can give the old man a good time! Let the old man decide on his own. β
Tang Li didn't expect that this white-eyed old man's request was this, could it be that he still thought that he would torture him fiercely? Now Tang Li, where would there be such a thought, this is definitely not there.
Tang Li shook his head and said to the white-eyed old man, "I promise you!" Then he handed his blood-drinking sword to the white-eyed old man.
Taking Tang Li's blood-drinking sword, the white-eyed old man said lightly: "The old man has thanked me here!" Then, he put the blood-drinking sword on his neck and killed himself.
Tang Li took his blood-drinking sword, made a hole in the palm of his hand, and buried the white-eyed old man here.
After all, the white-eyed old man was still a strong man during his lifetime, and let him be so violent in the wilderness, Tang Li still couldn't bear it a little.
After burying the white-eyed old man, he took the wood spirit bead in his hand, turned around and flew back in the direction where Chen Feng and the others were.