The frightened townspeople slowly calmed down their expressions, and their frightened expressions were gradually replaced by consternation.
They all looked at the great immortal who was kneeling on the ground, and saw that his face was distorted by pain. It seemed that he was no different from anyone else present. How could he have the appearance of an immortal?
If the angry cries of Ping'er's parents and the numerous cold corpses present could only make people suspicious, then when they heard Daxian admit all this in person, the mountain of self-consciousness in people's hearts collapsed instantly.
Apart from silence, no emotion can describe my heart at this moment.
For Bai Song, this was the time for him to truly vent his inner emotions.
He stepped on Wong Tai Sin's back and pressed down hard, making the opponent's newly broken leg suffer as much as possible.
Wong Tai Sin screamed violently and knelt on the ground, with big beads of sweat dripping down like rain.
"Why... why... do you do this to me?"
Wong Tai Sin asked with all his last strength.
Wong Tai Sin still can't understand why Bai Song targeted him in every possible way?
Wong Tai Sin will never understand that the more he asks such questions, the more anger he will arouse in Bai Song's heart.
Because until his death, he didn't realize how much of a fault his actions had caused, and the more he didn't understand that he had done too much, the more angry Bai Song felt.
"Forgive...forgive...I, I will...never lie to anyone again..."
"It's late."
Bai Song left two words to Wong Tai Sin. He took out a needle from his sleeve and inserted it straight from Wong Tai Sin's head.
For a moment, Huang Daxian lost his voice, staring at a pair of eyes that were almost protruding, and looked back at Bai Song, his eyes full of unwillingness and disbelief.
"The Great Immortal...the Great Immortal is dead? The Great Immortal is dead!"
"The Great Immortal is dead!"
The belated townspeople began to discuss the matter in a daze.
The crowd gradually became a little commotion...
Suddenly, someone stood up: "The Great Immortal is not dead! What you killed was just the Great Immortal's physical body?! The Great Immortal's soul left his body."
"The soul left the body?!" Bai Song sneered and stared at the man.
The other party felt a little guilty. After all, Bai Song's eyes just looked like a demon, which made people feel frightened just by looking at him.
Bai Song looked to his side, picked up a bowl from the ground, and asked for a bowl of remaining mutton soup in front of everyone.
Seeing the mutton soup, everyone's expressions changed.
Bai Song walked towards the crowd with the mutton soup, and the townspeople gave in one after another until they came to the man who spoke.
Bai Song brought the mutton soup to the man and asked in a cold voice: "Since you want to become an immortal, then I will help you. After drinking this bowl of soup, you can follow your immortal and have a good feel for the immortal."
Out of body."
The man had a resisting expression and tried hard to move away, but Bai Song held on to his collar tightly.
"What? You just said it rightly, but why don't you dare to try it on yourself? You just drank it and followed your fancy!"
"Don't...don't...I...I won't drink."
Bai Song glanced contemptuously and slammed the bowl on the ground.
The porcelain bowl shattered and the crowd trembled in shock.
Bai Song shouted in the crowd: "Are you still unwilling to wake up? How long will you continue to be deceived by the dreams you have spun? There are no gods in this world! If you want to live a better life, just rely on your own hands! You are the only one.
You can save yourself! What do you want from immortality if you live your entire life? It’s enough to live your own life and have your own splendor! Living like a puppet, what’s the point even if you live forever?!”
Someone always pays for making mistakes.
Bai Song wants to crush the dreams of everyone here, let them take a good look at this cruel world, and prevent them from ever returning to that dream.
Bai Song still had a lot of things to do, such as disposing of the body and going to Ping'er's grave.
Time passed little by little, and no expected team left Hekou Town. This made the troops ambush outside the town somewhat unexpected, and even thought that the intelligence was wrong.
Bai Song was still in the town. After handling all the trivial matters in the town, the father and son of Mingjian Villa finally approached Bai Song.
Bai Song's actions made the father and son fearful. Who would have thought that the person who destroyed everyone in the Holy Lotus Sect would be such an inconspicuous scholar.
Crucially, he also personally admitted that he came from the imperial court.
Bai Song was in the house, guarding the lost Qing'er. After doing all this, he was still a little confused.
Shangguan and his son knocked on the door outside.
Bai Song said: "Come in."
Shangguan and his son first looked at Qing'er when they came in, and then they handed over their hands to Bai Song, and their titles also changed.
"Master Bai."
"Sir Bai?" Bai Song frowned slightly. This new title sounded a bit strange. It is estimated that in the hearts of these people in the world, anyone who has the slightest relationship with the imperial court should be called "sir."
"Just call me Bai Song."
"Your Excellency is able to entrust important responsibilities to the imperial court at such a young age, so you should be worthy of the title of "Sir."
Bai Song was in a bad mood and said directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Well..." Shangguan Ke smiled, "Now that the people of the Holy Lotus Sect have been wiped out, the remaining disciples of our Mingjian Villa have been poisoned by Baihua Pills."
Bai Song pointed to the table: "There is a prescription on it. Just follow this prescription. Take the antidote once every three days, and the poison of Baihua Pill will not occur."
Shangguan Ke was stunned. There was indeed a prescription on the table, but he didn't expect that Mr. Bai was so free and easy to tell them the secret recipe of Baihua Pills so easily.
But Bai Song then added: "This is only an antidote to temporarily delay the toxicity, it cannot be eradicated. It will take some time for me to completely get rid of the toxicity of Baihua Pills."
Shangguan Ke didn't know what Bai Song was thinking. He frowned for a moment. He knew that the other party was unwilling to hand over the antidote easily. He sighed silently in his heart and reluctantly held his hand: "Mingjian Villa understands what you mean. If I can do it in the future,
The place of Mingjian Villa can be used, sir, just ask."
Bai Song raised his head and realized that the other party seemed to have misunderstood. He was about to explain, but then he thought, since the other party had misunderstood, then it should be misunderstood.
Shangguan Xiu opened his mouth at the side, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
After seeing everything today, he found that Mr. Bai was completely different from what he had imagined. Apart from not knowing martial arts, he had all the potential to make people feel fearful.
Shangguan Ke took the prescription and left with his son. At this point, Bai Song had become the leader of the remaining people. He still had to listen to Bai Song's opinion on what to do next.
Bai Song's mind was no longer here. He looked at Qing'er and finally broke the silence: "After thinking about it for so long, what should you do?"
Qing'er didn't answer, but asked: "If grandpa was here today, would you kill him too?"
"Will...and won't..."
Bai Song thought about it and said, this is not a cliche.
