Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 15 Broken Grass? Strange Chrysanthemum!
When Ren saw Tang San begging for mercy, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, as if even the pain in his body was alleviated a little.

He gently retracted the sharp broken sword. The tip of the sword still retained the warmth of the battle, but at this moment it seemed unusually quiet.

Blade's movements were slow and neat. He squatted down, his eyes as cold as ice, staring at Tang San without a trace of emotion, as if he was examining a work of art.

In Ren's hand, a strange chrysanthemum appeared without knowing when.
It is a legendary magical herb with crystal clear petals emitting a faint light, and each petal contains powerful vitality.

The blade gently plucked the petals, as if performing a ritual.
His movements were unhurried, and he plucked each petal forcefully and put them into his mouth casually.

Just like that, he took the Qirong Tongtianju, picked the petals one by one and ate them as if they were snacks, and ate them bite by bite in front of Tang San.

A faint smile appeared on Ren's lips. His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of playfulness:
"Let you go? Of course, you still have value. You will be safe until I reach the other side, hehe."

There was a kind of madness in his words, as if everything was under his control.

Tang San was startled. Although he prided himself on having the aura of a protagonist, he did not dare to be careless when facing an opponent like Ren.

He knew that Ren would not let him go easily, but he would not really kill him either.

Although the two sides are on the verge of a fight, they seem to be maintaining a delicate balance.

He had already humbled himself so much, so naturally he was not surprised that Ren let him go.

"!?"

but!
Only the immortal grass that Ren was eating! Tang San was shocked again! His eyes widened and he stared at
When Tang San saw the strange chrysanthemum in Ren's hand, his heart was once again filled with storms.

It was not just a magical herb, but also the treasure he had always dreamed of.

His eyes were wide open, his gaze fixed on the magical grass, as if he wanted to see through it.

His heart was filled with shock and confusion, he didn't understand why Ren had such a treasure, and he didn't understand why he would eat it so casually in front of him.

That chrysanthemum was huge, like a piece of art between heaven and earth, quietly blooming its beauty.

Its petals are a deep and gorgeous purple, like the deepest color in the sunset, and like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Each petal is covered with a layer of fine hairs, making the whole chrysanthemum sparkle with a soft luster in the sun.
It looks incredibly soft and cute, like a carefully woven velvet cloth, making you want to touch it.

Although this chrysanthemum is huge in size, the petals are closely arranged without any gaps, as if they had been carefully designed by a craftsman, making the whole flower seamless, like a perfect purple sphere.

However, what is surprising is that such a beautiful chrysanthemum does not have any fragrance emanating from it, as if its beauty does not require any additional embellishment.

The pistil in the center stands tall, more than half a foot high, like a king's crown, showing its dignity.

The top of the pistil shines with a faint golden glow, like the first ray of light that shines on the earth when the sun rises. It is warm and mysterious, making people can't help but have endless reverie about its power.

Tang San's eyes were fixed on the strange chrysanthemum, and his heartbeat accelerated at this moment.

According to the records in Xuantian Baolu, he recognized the identity of this immortal herb at a glance.

What a treasure this is! A neutral immortal herb, its effect is so powerful that it is enough to drive any practitioner crazy.

Eating it can circulate qi to the limbs, circulate blood through the eight meridians, and even help you cultivate an indestructible body!
Tang San couldn't believe his eyes, he actually saw the legendary Qirong Tongtianju here!
What shocked him even more was that Ren picked and ate it so nonchalantly!

That indifferent look was as if what he held in his hand was not a rare magical herb, but the most ordinary snack.

What made Tang San grit his teeth the most was that Ren seemed to know nothing about the value of this immortal herb.

He ate it very pickily, as if he was tasting the most ordinary fruit in the world.

After eating a few bites, Ren seemed to find the taste bitter and actually spat the petals in his mouth directly in front of Tang San, and even threw away some of the most precious parts of the herb.

Tang San's heart was bleeding. Such waste was an intolerable crime for any cultivator!

This is simply a waste of heaven's gifts! Tang San cursed Ren in his heart for not knowing what was good for him. This was simply a blasphemy against the essence of heaven and earth!

Tang San roared angrily deep in his heart, feeling extremely indignant at Ren's behavior.

How could he despise such a treasure? He really wanted to die!
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. If it weren't for the fact that he was now defeated by Ren,

If he was not unable to contend with the blade, he would have rushed forward without hesitation and snatched the strange chrysanthemum into his hands.

Even the part that the blade spit out still contains amazing medicinal power. For practitioners, it is still an invaluable treasure! It is still extremely useful!

Just as Ren was about to throw away and crush the half-eaten Chrysanthemum,
Tang San's heart felt as if it was burned by fire, and he finally couldn't remain silent any longer.

"Blade, wait a minute!"

Tang San's voice was urgent but polite. Although his body was in unbearable pain,

But he still tried his best to make his tone sound calm, full of curiosity and anticipation.

"I want to ask, do you not want this plant anymore?"

Tang San tried to slow down his tone as much as possible, and endured the pain in his buttocks, stomach and hands, and asked with great curiosity and expectation.

Ren's eyes swept over Tang San indifferently, as if he was looking at an insignificant object.

He stood up slowly, his body straight as a sword, his tone cold as ice, without a trace of emotion.

"It's just a broken grass. You should pay more attention to yourself."

Blade's words were like a blade in the cold wind, direct and sharp, cutting Tang San's hope.

Every movement Tang San made seemed extremely difficult, as if his body was under an invisible pressure.

He slowly straightened his back, staring intently at the blade, a hint of incredible anger flashing in his eyes.

The magnificent and magnificent chrysanthemum is so contemptuously called a "broken grass".
This was undoubtedly a great insult to Tang San. Gritting his teeth, Tang San's cheeks bulged slightly, and the rage in his heart was like boiling magma, almost bursting through his chest.

His heart was roaring madly, feeling extremely angry at Blade's ignorance and contempt.

"Ren, you are really blind!"

Tang San's inner voice was low, filled with suppressed anger.

"Such a powerful herb was actually wasted by an ignorant layman like you. Damn it!!"

However, besides being angry, a cunning light flashed in Tang San's heart.

"But it doesn't matter. You are so ignorant. Once I find out how you got here, I will cheat you out of everything!"

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already seen the future victory.

"I never thought there would be such a magical herb in this world, and it seems like they don't even know about it. Hahaha! Isn't this God helping me?"

Tang San was ecstatic, he felt that the God of Destiny was smiling at him.

Seeing a petal casually discarded by the blade floating lightly in the air, Tang San quickly stretched out his hand and held the petal carefully in his palm with an almost pious attitude.

His movements were gentle, as if he was holding a priceless treasure in his hands.

It’s a pity that it has been bitten to pieces and is useless!
Then, Tang San frowned tightly, as if he suddenly remembered something. He sorted out his emotions and said in a pleading tone:

"My father has been ill recently. He once told me that this herb has a therapeutic effect and can help to invigorate blood circulation and make people more energetic. I thought of bringing some back to him.
And my current injury also requires it, please tell Tang San, Tang San will be grateful! !
No matter what you think in the future, Tang San will consider you a friend! ! "

Tang San's tone was full of sincerity and expectation, and his eyes were shining with sincerity.
It seems to be telling the story of a son's deep concern for his father and his longing for friends.

He stared at the blade closely, waiting for the other party's response, hoping that his request would be approved.

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, he bent down deeply and performed a standard bow, as if he had completely forgotten the beating he had just received. His posture was humble and his expression was full of sincerity and respect.

In his heart, he sneered secretly:

"Haha, I'm so humble and don't even care about your previous attack. My injuries are also because of you.
I can still be so generous as to treat you as a friend, shouldn't you show me a clear way? ! "

"As long as I know that place, that mysterious place where the magical herb Qirong Tongtianju grows,

There must be some top-grade medicinal herbs there that a country bumpkin like you who knows nothing about treasures would never expect! ! "

Tang San's heart was filled with longing and calculations for the future.

Hearing this, Ren felt like the devil in his heart was about to be beaten. What a high-sounding way to be friends with him.
If he didn't know Tang San's character, he would have been moved by his sincere words.

"It's a huge joke to be friends with someone who holds grudges but never remembers kindness."

Ren thought sarcastically in his heart, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ren just found it funny. This so-called strange mushroom could be exchanged for a large handful with the remaining embers after one or two draws. He could even eat it as a meal.

I am immortal, and my power is many times stronger than this magical herb.
He can't bring much improvement to himself, it's no exaggeration to say that he is just a broken grass,
It's just a little chewy and a little bitter, but it can relieve some of the pain in the body.

This is his only role.

The corners of Ren's mouth rose slightly, outlining a playful smile. Since Tang San liked to play this scene, he didn't mind playing along with him.

He lowered his head, and asked softly in a low voice, as if revealing a secret unknown to others:
"You know? What is this broken grass called?"

Tang San was delighted to see Ren actually asking, thinking that this was an opportunity he had fought for. He straightened his back quickly, his face full of respect, and answered impatiently.

"The strange antler tree!"

After hearing this, Ren suddenly burst into laughter, with a hint of madness in his laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. His laughter echoed in the air, sounding particularly harsh.

"Haha? Is your dad's anus broken? Does he need to be cleared?"

Ren's tone was full of sarcasm and his eyes flashed with a playful light, as if he was enjoying Tang San's embarrassment and anger.

"?!!"

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt as if a bucket of ice water was poured over his head. The anger in his heart instantly burned to its peak.

But he knew that now was not the time to lose his temper. For the ultimate goal, he had to endure the humiliation.

The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched involuntarily. He suppressed the anger in his heart, nodded with difficulty, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:
"That's it."

Tang San's voice was low and suppressed, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, trying hard not to let his anger erupt.

There was a determined light in his eyes, and he swore secretly in his heart,

Today's humiliation will be repaid tomorrow! !

[Ding! The protagonist has been greatly insulted, and the role-playing progress has increased by 0.6%! ]

[Ding! The protagonist is upset by the host's behavior of destroying the fairy grass, and the role-playing progress increases by 0.6%! ! ]

[Ding! The protagonist lied to his father to get information about the fairy grass, and the role-playing progress increased by 0.4%! ]

[Current role-playing progress: 10.56%! ! ]

[Ding! Increase by 2%, get two draws! Add -year soul ring plus two! ]

(End of this chapter)