Zhi Xing was as fast as lightning, and Sha Man had no time to hide. His eyes widened and he screamed in horror. There was a "pop" sound, and the cane was inserted directly into his left eye. Sha Man screamed.
It immediately echoed throughout the entire underground palace.
"Ah——" Sha Man screamed sadly, his face covered with blood.
Without even blinking, Zhixing pulled out his cane and kicked him in the chest, "Go to hell!"
Sha Man lay on the ground, covering his left eye, rolling in pain, and screaming incessantly.
Zhixing stood in front of him. Instead of getting rid of him immediately, he grabbed his clothes and asked sharply, "Where is the antidote?"
Shaman gasped violently, and the blood on his face was a bit shocking. He only stared at her with his intact right eye, and suddenly laughed wildly, "There is no antidote, no antidote! Just watch him die.
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"Damn it!" Zhi Xing aimed at his face and punched him several times, "Say it or not, do you want to say it?!"
Shaman roared low, raised his hand, and suddenly there was another piece of white dust, with the figure of the little black snake sandwiched in it, "Bitch, I want your life to be worse than death!"
Zhi Xing was so overwhelmed with anger that she forgot that this guy had this skill. By the time she wanted to hide, it was already too late. After all, the two of them were too close and there was no time for her to react.
But the strange thing is that just when the little black snake was about to bite Zhi Xing, it flinched and slipped away close to her feet. And the pile of white things only made Zhi Xing cough a few times.
That's all.
Sha Man was stunned in disbelief, "Impossible, this is impossible..."
That little black snake was a treasure that he had carefully fed with various poisons for five years, and it had never failed! Even a powerful practitioner like Yan Shengjie could still be carried in the hands of the little black snake?
But it actually avoided Zhixing and didn't dare to bite her!
Shaman still held on to another glimmer of hope, endured the huge pain, and glared at her with his right eye, trying to control her with the head-lowering technique, "You bitch, poke your eyes out!"
Zhi Xing suddenly raised his head, and without saying a word, kicked him, "If you want to die early, just talk! My aunt will give it to you!"
This time, Sha Man was completely shocked. Those white powders were the medicine powder he developed. As long as you inhale even a little bit into your lungs, you will be hit by his ecstasy! Just now, Yan Shengjie was poisoned because he inhaled it.
She will obey his orders uncontrollably! This woman obviously breathed in so much, how could she be okay?
He couldn't figure out what the problem was?!
"Where's the antidote! Give me the antidote!!"
Zhi Xing grabbed his collar again, punched him in the face twice more.
The heart-wrenching pain in his left eye clearly reminded Sha Man that until he got rid of this cruel woman, he would not be able to leave with his brother's ashes!
He gritted his teeth and waved his right hand, holding a dagger in his hand, aiming at Weaver Star and stabbing it!
With the lesson learned just now, Zhixing paid attention to his movements this time. When she saw the bright dagger coming towards him, she turned sideways and punched him again with her backhand, causing his nose to bleed.
Shaman fell to the ground, his face covered in blood, and he looked miserable.
Zhi Xing narrowed his eyes, stood up, walked to the place where the stone jar was broken, looked at the gray-white ashes on the ground, and said silently, "I'm sorry."
He raised his head and stared at Shaman coldly, "You're not afraid, are you? Well, I'll destroy it."
When Sha Man heard that his brother's ashes were to be destroyed, he became anxious, "No! It's a sacred object!"
Zhixing's eyes became colder and he asked word for word, "Where is the antidote?"
"Here, here!" Shaman shook his hands, took out a small bottle from his arms and threw it over. Zhixing's eyes lit up and he quickly took it, "If you dare to lie to me, I will tear apart your bones!"
Although he got the antidote, Zhixing couldn't kill him until he confirmed its authenticity.
After thinking for a moment, Zhi Xing poured one out and stuffed it directly into Sha Man's mouth, "If it's poison, I'll poison you first!"
Shaman only had one right eye, staring at her fiercely.
After seeing no reaction from him, Zhi Xing immediately ran back to Yan Sheng Jie, "Jie! I got the antidote!"
Yan Shengjie's face was ashen, and black blood began to pour out of the wound. When he heard Zhi Xing's voice, he raised his eyelids with difficulty, "Are you... injured..."
Seeing that he was so seriously injured, the first thing he blurted out was that he was worried about her safety. Zhixing couldn't bear it anymore and tears burst out of his eyes, "Fool, what does it matter if I am injured? It's you who are injured."
Like this..."
She wasted no time and poured out the pills inside, but hesitated when she put them in his mouth.
"Bring it here."
Zhi Xing paused and lowered his head, "Jie..."
Yan Shengjie raised his eyes. Although his face was ugly, his eyes were still brilliant and shocking, "Can there be a worse outcome than now?"
Zhixing was silent, bit her lip, and handed the pill to his mouth. She did not raise her head to look at him, but said quietly, "If this is poison, I will take it with you!"
Yan Shengjie slowly held her hand, and the smile on his lips was so beautiful that it made people palpitate.
On the other side, regardless of his eye injury, Shaman almost crawled over, picked up the ashes and put them on the handkerchief, "Sacred object, this is my sacred object! It cannot be destroyed, and no one can destroy it!"
The left eye was a bloody mess, and blood dripped down his cheek and mixed into the ashes, blooming like an enchanting flower from the other side...
Shaman frantically collected the ashes on the ground, "You understand nothing, nothing! Only I am the myth of Siam!!"
At this moment, the whole hall suddenly trembled, and some fine sand and gravel began to fall from the top of the head.
Zhi Xing and Yan Shengjie were both shocked, "This place... is going to collapse?!"
Yan Shengjie's eyes changed, he held Zhixing's hand tightly, and said urgently, "Quickly! Run back along the way you came! The exit will definitely appear!"
"No, if you want to leave, let's go together!" Zhi Xing tried hard to support him.
The tremors in the hall became more and more serious. Zhi Xing helped Yan Sheng Jie stand up, but he shook a little unsteadily.
On the other side, Shaman looked around with one eye, quickly collected the bag of ashes and put it in his arms, then turned and ran towards the end of the hall.
Yan Shengjie saw it clearly and raised his hand with difficulty, "Follow him!"