As he spoke, his eyes turned scarlet. His originally old appearance became even more terrifying at this moment! He was like a skeleton covered with a layer of skin, roaring ceaselessly.
His rough fingers pointed at Tang Youyou's face.
"Why? Why do you people get good - looking faces right from birth? The thing I hate most is you young and good - looking people!
People like you don't deserve to live in this world! You only deserve to be poisoned by my medicine. It's your honor, and you should die!"
At this moment, Mu Chi had completely lost his mind. There was only hatred and extremely perverted jealousy in his eyes.
However, Tang Youyou remained extremely calm. She looked at the crazy old man in front of her and suddenly grinned, "Is your show over? Then it's my turn."
In the blink of an eye, Tang Youyou grabbed three silver needles and shot them at Mu Chi. The speed of the silver needles she shot was ten times faster than that of the ones Mu Chi had shot just now!
The silver needles pierced into Mu Chi's skin. By the time he reacted, he only felt a dull pain in his lower abdomen.
He looked down at his clothes and saw some red dots seeping out. These were the silver needles the girl had shot into him, and the whole needles were buried in his flesh.
Seeing this, he looked up at the three people in front of him. He had never felt so close to death as he did now!
But at the next moment, Hua Ling asked curiously, "What kind of poison did you use on him?"
Tang Youyou replied calmly, "Guangling San."
Hearing this, Hua Ze became interested. "Guangling San is really a good thing, but it can only take half of a person's life. Apart from abdominal pain, it doesn't seem to pose much of a threat."
Saying this, Hua Ze in front of them seemed a bit disappointed.
Tang Youyou could naturally tell. And when Mu Chi heard that it was Guangling San, he finally showed a long - lost smile. He quickly took out a jade bottle from his clothes, rummaged out a handful of pills, and stuffed them into his mouth.
"I thought you could come up with some new poisons, but I didn't expect you to play with the tricks I've already used."
Halfway through his words, Tang Youyou suddenly smiled and said, "Then do you think you can still detoxify yourself now?"
In the blink of an eye, the person who had taken the pills was already blushing. Under his skin, there was a constant churning, as if there were insects crawling around between his skin and flesh. It looked extremely disgusting.
But at the next moment, the skin all over his body began to fall off involuntarily until he became a living mass of flesh.
At this time, Hua Ze, who had originally felt disappointed, couldn't stand it anymore. He hugged the big vat and vomited non - stop. "This... Ugh, what is this thing? Oh my god, it's so ugly! Ugh!!"
Hua Ling was much calmer than him, although he also vomited not long after Hua Ze did.
When the two of them vomited until they were weak, the old man in front of them began to grow a new layer of skin. This layer of skin was very good - looking. Mu Chi looked at his reflection in the water tank, and what was reflected was his extremely beautiful appearance.
He couldn't believe that this was really what he looked like. "I'm finally good - looking. I've finally become the way I want to be. This is me! My face is back. I'm good - looking!"
Mu Chi excitedly touched his good - looking face with both hands. This was the first time in his life that he could truly have his own face. He no longer had to wear that black clothes and use the huge robe to cover his ugly and unseemly face.
But just as he was excited, the skin that had just grown began to fester again. This time, the flesh rotted more thoroughly and more quickly. Mu Chi smelled extremely foul, which made Hua Ze can't help but cover his nose and shake his head.
Hua Ling came to Hua Ze's side and said seriously, "Hey, do you see? With this smell of yours, even a dog would shake its head!"
After saying that, Hua Ze couldn't help but nod. He seemed to whole - heartedly agree with Hua Ling's words.
At this moment, Mu Chi couldn't hear the joking words of the two at all. There was panic in his eyes. Because of his excitement, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
He kept muttering, "My face, that's my face! Give it back to me. Give my face back to me!"
Saying this, he directly grabbed Tang Youyou's ankle and lay on the ground barking like a stray dog.
Fortunately, the partition walls of this secret room were sound - proof enough. Originally, it was to prevent the disciples who came here from screaming, but now it came in handy for them.
Hearing the man's miserable cries, Tang Youyou just lowered her head coldly and looked at the man crawling at her feet. "This... was never your face!"
"No, this is my face. Please give my face back to me. Give it back to me quickly!"
In her words, every single word of Tang Youyou was like ice crystals from the coldest place, making people feel endless coldness and fear.
In her eyes, there seemed to be nothing but indifference towards Mu Chi. She was just like looking at a dead man!
Then, Mu Chi could feel more clearly that the face that he had thought would make him own the world had completely fallen off. The face skin fell to the ground and instantly turned into pus, completely destroyed right in front of him.
This was undoubtedly the biggest blow to him.
Seeing this, Hua Ze in the corner began to tremble. Fortunately, he didn't have any bad intentions towards Tang Youyou when he first met her. One should never provoke this living Yama.
But Mu Chi still couldn't accept it. He was so unwilling!
He struggled to hold onto Tang Youyou's ankle and refused to let go for a long time. He kept begging, "Please, as long as you can give that face back to me, I'm willing to do anything for you. I'll give you whatever you want. Just please give my face back to me."
At the next moment, the man's body began to rot continuously. Pieces of meat fell to the ground. He completely became a pile of rotten meat and could no longer struggle at all.
The originally noisy secret room instantly became quiet. Everything seemed to have never happened, except for the pile of rotten meat on the ground.
Hua Ze walked over with trembling legs. He forced himself to look at Tang Youyou, who had an innocent - looking face, with a wandering look in his eyes.
His voice also began to tremble uncontrollably. "You... A grown - up man died in this secret room. The disciples coming in and out will definitely notice something wrong. What are you going to do about this?"
Hua Ling gently patted Hua Ze, who was stuttering, and nodded silently. He looked at Tang Youyou. "What he said makes sense. With so many disciples, we have to be careful."