Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

Third brother, is all this fake? !

Looking at Tang San who stood motionless on the spot, Bai Chenxiang shed tears and his heart also dripped blood, heartbroken that he had been kept in the dark by him, deceived by him.

At this moment, an idea gradually appeared in her mind, which was ashamed.

Puff, the sound of something sharp piercing into the body came out.

Bai Chenxiang took out a dagger under the eyes of everyone, and then stabbed Own's chest fiercely.

When Liu Erlong, Bai He, and even Tang San didn't react, she chose to kill herself with a knife.

"Don't come here three, third brother." Bai Chenxiang stared at Tang San whose expression had changed drastically, and stopped him weakly, "This is the last time I call you, since you will take my life for those innocent people In exchange, then I will return it to you now!"

"I, Bai Chenxiang, will never owe anyone!" After speaking, she used her soul power to refuse everyone's treatment.

When the dagger was casually thrown aside by her, the blood from the wound gushed out like a spring, and in the blink of an eye, it stained the red-spotted white clothes.

For the sudden scene, everyone was stunned and at a loss for a moment.

Looking at the pale-faced granddaughter in front of him, Bai He bent down tremblingly, "Xiangxiang, you, what are you doing..." As he spoke, tears flowed from his sunken eye sockets.

If it was a Common person or a low-level soul master, the injury in front of him would definitely kill him instantly, but Bai Chenxiang is a titled Douluo and a soul master who received the blessing of the Sea God, and under various factors, as long as the rescue is timely, he can be saved.

But now Bai Chenxiang uses soul power to block their treatment, there is only one result.

Seeing grandpa like this, Bai Chenxiang squeezed his bloody mouth tightly, and shook his head, "Grandpa, grandpa, just let me be self-willed for the last time..."

Regardless of conscience or character, she would not allow herself to live on.

You must know that in exchange for her life and safety, the price you pay is thousands, tens of thousands, or even tens of millions of human lives!

She couldn't live with peace of mind, without caring about it!

Seeing that Bai Chenxiang has made up his mind and wants to die with all his heart, Bai He's already weather-beaten face can't let go of any wrinkles.

He was close to 100 years old but had a strong body, but now he seemed to be old in an instant. He hunched up and looked at his granddaughter in tears.

Listening to the conversation between the grandpa and granddaughter, the hearts of everyone gathered around were not in the same mood.

Who would accept the life of an entire continent in exchange for their survival?

Others may be acceptable, but they are not those "others".

Even if they died tragically at the hands of people in the Martial Soul Hall, they would never kneel down and beg for mercy, and say the word "forgiveness" to them!

Ahem, even though Liu Erlong forcibly pressed the wound, he still couldn't bring back the lost vitality.

Everyone looked at Bai Chenxiang who was about to give his life back, but gritted their teeth tightly and uttered the words "Damn it..." with great difficulty.

Also heartbroken was Tang San not far away with an ugly look, his clenched fist had already been scratched by own nails, strands of pale golden Blue's blood dripped down at his feet.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this little girl's awareness is not bad, but it's a pity that she believed in the wrong person." Bibi Dong maintained a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes showed a trace of regret and unknown disdain.

When everyone heard her words, they immediately attracted everyone's attention and hatred.

Watching his granddaughter finally close her eyes and lose her breath, Bai He stood up tremblingly, staring directly at the person holding the purple-gold scepter.

"Bibi Dong, we are defeated, but our Min clan is by no means a covetous person who fears death, die for me!"

As he spoke, Bai He showed his own Martial Soul and launched an attack on Bibi Dong.

The speed was so fast and the incident happened so suddenly that even some strong men who were close to Title Douluo didn't notice, Bai He's figure had already rushed more than ten meters away.

But just as he was about to approach the Martial Soul Hall, when Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo and the others took action, a black figure instantly appeared in front of him.

The visitor only used an invisible aura to form a wall, which stopped Bai He from advancing.

"Yes, it's Tang San?!"

After seeing who it was, everyone immediately exclaimed.

One must know that after Bai Chenxiang committed suicide and lost his breath, he did nothing and remained indifferent, why did he come to stop it now?

Tang San stood in front of Baihe, looking at the old man who died bravely, he choked up and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, you are sending yourself to die, do you know that?"

Bai He ignored him, but stared at him with bloodshot eyes, "Tang San, get out of the way."

He didn't say to let go of himself, nor did he say to let himself go, and the meaning couldn't be more clear.

At the moment of Bai Chenxiang's death, since then, the two have no relationship or blood relationship.

He, Baihe, is not Tang San's uncle, and Tang San is not his grandnephew...

And it can be seen from the previous words that he chose to withdraw from Tang Clan and chose to fight to the death for his Min clan.

Tang San clenched his slightly trembling hands, and said with difficulty: "Uncle, grandpa, if you walk over, you will die."

For only a few close relatives, he chose to lift the restrictions on Bai He, but did not remove the invisible wall blocking the way.

After all, as long as he dared to take a step behind him, he would definitely be shot dead by the Martial Soul Hall.

Then in this way, the price he paid before, the price of bearing the world's crimes alone, is all useless?

Bang bang bang, Bai He stretched out his thin fist, punch after punch, even if the fist was broken and blood flowed out, he still violently smashed towards the despised barrier in front of him.

Letting blood flow from his fist, Bai He looked at Tang San angrily, "Don't let me get out of the way? Very good, it seems that even I misjudged you Tang San..."

Hearing this, Tang San immediately showed a tangled look, thinking about something.

At the same time, Bai He raised his hand and quickly aimed at Own's heart, using his soul power to punch himself.

Contra's powerful strength, accompanied by fist strength, instantly shattered the fragile heart in the human body.

Puff, Scarlet's blood burst out from Bai He's mouth, even Tang San was accidentally stained a little.

When Tang San came to his senses, Bai He had already fallen backwards weakly, and he hurried forward to support him.

"You, get the hell out of here!" Bai He pushed Tang San away with all his remaining strength. "I have nothing to do with you, and now I don't owe you anything!"

After speaking, he slowly sat on the ground, lowered his head and waited for the last life, which passed away quietly.

"Uncle Grandpa..." Tang San looked at Bai He who pushed him away and closed his eyes in a daze.

Myself, did I really do something wrong?

Is he really the selfish and ungrateful person they say?

But, if I don't agree to Bibi Dong's conditions, then everyone will die!

It's okay for me to die, but what about everyone? Dai Mubai, Yang Wudi seniors, and the immature teacher's heirs...

Suddenly, a voice came from Tang San's mind.

To die is to have nothing, to be absent.

So everyone must not die here!