Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Du Tang's eyes suddenly stared at Gu Panxia, ​​and said viciously: "It's you, you're the one who did it, right?"

Seeing that his expression was approaching madness, Gu Panxia couldn't help but sneered.

"You have done something wrong yourself, and you think others are as despicable and shameless as you?"

"You...I will kill you!"

As he spoke, he struggled to get up from the ground, but he suffered internal injuries, and they were not serious. During this struggle, the blood from his mouth overflowed as if he was desperate.

He coughed several times and finally recovered, pointing at Gu Panxia, ​​the corners of his mouth kept trembling and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Girl, kill him to avenge your master!"

When Chaoyang's voice sounded again, Du Tang really panicked. He didn't know where he got the strength to break free from Gu Panxia's feet and suddenly got up from the ground.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, he suddenly knelt down on the ring with a "pop" sound.

"Master! Master, please spare my life! I was wrong, I shouldn't have poisoned you, please spare me, please spare me!"

His sudden scene made everyone dumbfounded, and they were unable to recover for a while.

Lu Yuan looked at Du Tang, who was kneeling on the ring and kowtowing, and then at Gu Panxia, ​​who looked calm, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

"Du Tang, as the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father, and I took you as my disciple from the time you were fourteen until you were thirty, and taught you for sixteen years. What I know I leave all the poison techniques to you, but you cruelly poisoned me just for the sake of Chaoyang Ji. You are simply a white-eyed wolf who is not well-raised!"

Chaoyang's voice was full of resentment, but also a bit chilly.

Sixteen years, such a long time, even a white-eyed wolf should be mature.

Du Tang was worse than a white-eyed wolf. It would be a shame for such a person to die.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

Just hearing the sound of "bang bang bang" coming from the ring, Gu Panxia stood aside and watched coldly.

The people in the audience had already come to their senses, but no one dared to speak out.

They felt a chill rising behind their backs for no reason. The master of the Poison Sect looked as if he had been struck by a ghost.

Master? Isn't his master Master Chaoyang? And Master Chaoyang, hasn’t he been dead for more than 20 years?

He is now...

Could it be that the soul of Master Chaoyang has returned?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel excited. All the ghosts and non-ghosts had already been forgotten by them.

Even if the strong man they admire suddenly appears after death, he will only be an immortal, how can he be a ghost?

"What the hell is going on?"

The city guard elder frowned slightly, looking at the arena as if he was possessed by an evil poison, and he was puzzled.

This was the first time he had seen this phenomenon in his hundreds of years of life.

Tianyao knew in his heart that his master must have said something to Du Tang that made him react like this.

But in front of everyone, he did not dare to reveal anything without consulting his master.

He pretended to be puzzled and said: "What happened to the Master of the Poison Sect? Is he possessed by an evil spirit?"

Although there was doubt on his face, there was a hint of gloating in his words unconsciously.

The city guard elder looked at him meaningfully, and then focused on Du Tang, whose head was covered with blood.

If he continues like this, even if he doesn't die from serious injuries, he will die from excessive blood loss.

However, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, as if he could no longer feel the pain, his expression was frightened, and he kept kowtowing.