Chapter 1683
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However, Sefiro realized that something was wrong as soon as she spoke.
She felt a cold sensation on her neck, and it even started to hurt.
She touched it and found that her fingers were sticky and smelled blood. Sefiro raised her hand to take a closer look, and what she saw almost made her pass out.
"Blood, blood, blood …" It was so thick!
Sefiro blanched and stared at Feng Wu in astonishment. "You — you — you —"
Only when she saw the blood did Sefiro truly feel the pain in her throat, and she felt the fear of watching her life drain away.
It hurt so much …
Sefiro wanted to speak, but realized in horror that she couldn't.
She felt as if her throat had been cut off, and she trembled in fear at having her breath cut off.
Clapping her hands, Feng Wu rose to her feet and looked down at Sefiro. She smiled a little. "Sefiro, you're quite good at assassination."
She had almost fallen for it.
Sefiro covered her throat with her hand, but the blood kept gushing out like a fountain, and she couldn't stop it.
Soon, the blood that flowed out was green.
As time passed, the green became darker and darker. Light green, dark green, and finally dark green …
Sefiro panicked. She fumbled around in her sleeves and chest pocket, looking for something, but the more panicked she became, the less she could find it.
"Where's the antidote? Sob, my antidote! Ahhh —"
It turned out that Sefiro's blade was coated with poison, and judging from how panicked Sefiro was, it had to be a lethal poison.
Anxious, Sefiro poured everything in her sleeves and chest pocket on the ground.
There was a small mirror, a small makeup box, a small comb, and a bunch of other things.
With a wave of her hand, Sefiro scattered them all over the ground. Soon, she saw a white porcelain bottle the size of a pinky finger.
It was very small, but Sefiro acted like she had found her savior, and she threw herself at it.
However —
Feng Wu had almost been killed by Sefiro. She wasn't that kind.
With a leap of her long sword, the small white jade porcelain bottle drew an arc in the air and rolled down the hill.
"You —"
Sefiro stared at Feng Wu with hatred in her eyes. Her bloodshot eyes looked like they were going to pierce through Feng Wu.
However, Feng Wu only clapped her hands and smiled casually.
Sefiro glared at Feng Wu, but there was nothing she could do. She had no choice but to go after the white porcelain bottle. After all, staying alive was the most important thing.
The white jade porcelain bottle rolled down the hill, and at the bottom was a cliff.
It was too late for Sefiro to go down, so she jumped and rolled down.
When Sefiro finally grabbed the bottle, she was already halfway over the edge of the cliff.
That was close.
Sefiro didn't have time to uncork the bottle. She crushed the white porcelain bottle and poured the white powder onto the wound on her throat.
"Cough, cough, cough —"
In her haste, Sefiro took a deep breath and sucked in the white powder. She choked and coughed so hard that she felt like she was going to cough her lungs out.
Hu –
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