Having said that, without waiting for the Ghost King to urge him, he directly took out a dagger from the storage room and stabbed his arm!
In an instant, a bloody smell mixed with a faint strange fragrance came, and she cut off a piece of bloody meat without changing her expression, and handed it to the Ghost King for inspection.
The Ghost King hadn't expected her to be so resolute, cutting off a piece of her own flesh with her own hands without even blinking, with a calm and composed demeanor. Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But it was only for a moment. He gave a look to the ghost soldier beside him, and the next moment the ghost soldier reached out and grabbed the bloody piece of meat and put it on his face covered with black mist.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of black mist pulled out several strands of black mist, which wrapped the flesh and blood layer by layer and swallowed it into the vortex.
So, eat it.
The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, so quiet that one could clearly hear a pin drop. In this tense, oppressive and creepy atmosphere, Shen Wuyu was so nervous that cold sweats almost appeared.
After waiting for a while, the ghost soldier showed no signs of trouble.
Shen Wuyou: ...Okay, it’s overturned.
Yan Fuluo suddenly sneered sinisterly, his tone was unprecedentedly cold and horrified.
"Now, do you have anything else to say?"
His patience seemed to have run out, and he raised his hand to suck Shen Wuyou over. His big hand once again pinched her neck. This time, he showed no mercy and just wanted to strangle this ignorant thing to death.
"Wait! Look carefully!"
Shen Wuyou suddenly cried out in surprise, and without caring about his own neck being strangled, he pointed directly at the ghost soldier's throat and chest, and said clearly:
"Look, wherever flesh and blood slides, even on a dead body, purple-black lines will be left behind. This is clearly a sign of poisoning!"
Fortunately, the ghost soldier that the Ghost King found seemed to be more powerful than the two she raised. Its neck had a physical body, and the dense purple-black marks could be seen clearly, as terrifying as a spider web.
"If you ask it to take off its armor, then the chest and abdomen will definitely take off as well!"
Shen Wuyou was really glad at this moment that she took the opportunity to smear the juice of rosemary on her flesh and blood in order to avoid accidents. She guessed correctly that her flesh and blood was indeed not enough to scare the ghosts to death, so she had to do it just in case.
She had already tested the effectiveness of rosemary on the ghost general and ghost master. Although it was not enough to scare people to death, she knew from the terrifying patterns on it that this thing was definitely not simple.
So, in Yamabula's eyes, there was indeed something wrong with her flesh and blood!
only...
He narrowed his eyes and smiled cruelly, "So what if it's poisonous? It's just a poison on the body and won't affect the soul. It's still here alive and obeying my orders. Your poison is useless."
His cold and firm tone made Shen Wuyou feel a chill in his heart.
But the next moment, she suddenly smiled and said in a clear voice: "That's right, the poison killed the body, but the soul is still there. It's just..."
She drew out her words, catching the other person's attention, before slowly continuing, "I just wonder if the person on the ice bed, whose body was damaged by the poison, can be resurrected?"
Upon hearing this, Yamabula was stunned.
Seeing this, Shen Wuyou took in his performance without leaving a trace and continued, "Or, as before, we can transfer this person's soul into a new container. But if that happens, what use will my flesh and blood be? It will only accelerate the container's corruption."
Yanbu Luo will not give up easily. The female corpse on the ice bed must be hundreds of years old, but the frozen containers here are still fresh, which means that countless used containers have been discarded a long time ago.
The fact that the female corpse's soul was not transferred again at this time showed that transferring souls had certain disadvantages. After hundreds of years, these disadvantages became more obvious, making him dare not continue.
This drawback was enough to make him hesitate or even give up on resurrecting the female corpse...
It is not difficult to guess that the soul is damaged.
Every time a new container was used, the female corpse's soul would be damaged. After hundreds of years and countless changes of containers, her soul was probably already overwhelmed and severely damaged to the point of being incomplete.
That's why he put the female corpse's soul back into his body to nurture it, and why he was so unscrupulous and even risked entering the Demon Realm to rob her in an attempt to completely revive the female corpse.
Unfortunately, the ghost soldier who was summoned to test the poison happened to be dead, but he did not resurrect as a human. Instead, his body was damaged by the poison and covered with poisonous marks.
This is enough to prove that the rumors are false and she does not have the ability to bring the dead back to life!
Having to accept this cruel reality, Yanbu Luo seemed to have experienced a major blow. He became depressed. The strong aura of death was released indiscriminately, and the gloomy pressure on the entire secret room made it almost suffocating.
The ghost soldier who was poisoned for no reason was directly killed by the Ghost King who was unable to accept the cruel reality. For a moment, the only people left in the secret room were the gloomy and terrifying Ghost King who exuded a terrifying deathly aura, and Shen Wuyou, whose lips were frozen purple and his teeth were trembling.
Now that she no longer has the effects rumored to be effective, is she safe?
No, not really.
On the contrary, she was even one step closer to death.
She was no longer useful, and she saw the Ghost King's most obscure secret, shattering his hopes and plunging him into endless sorrow and despair...
Death is certain!
Sure enough, the Ghost King's eyes, which were filled with hatred, anger, and terrifying murderous intent, suddenly stared at her. His dark eyes, with red pupils, were strange and eerie, gloomy and violent.
He stared at her intently, as if spitting out poisonous words, as if he was pondering how to kill her...
Being stared at by such a pair of horrified eyes, Shen Wuyou felt a chill in her heart. It was as if the bone-chilling coldness gradually rose from the soles of her feet and slowly permeated her fiery heart. At that moment, she even felt that the blood in her body suddenly solidified.
In order to break this deadlock, she suddenly spoke and whispered:
"Actually, rumors aren't necessarily wrong."
As she spoke, Shen Wuyou took a deep breath, looking at the other party's undiminished murderous intent, and slowly explained:
“Three years ago, that group of people had high cultivation levels, but they all died from my poison. Bleeding from all seven orifices, their souls scattered, and even their blood was black. Their deaths were extremely tragic.
"Now, your ghost soldier has only suffered internal injuries from the poison, and is not seriously injured.
"This is enough to prove that my poison is weakening."
Suddenly, Yan Fuluo's eyes changed, and he rushed to her with a few big strides, growling harshly: "What did you say?!"
Shen Wuyou trembled at his roar, rubbed his ears, and continued:
"This is also a speculation. The higher my cultivation level, the weaker the poison. I don't know why, but it's obvious that this is true."
Hearing this, Yan Fuluo stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see through her soul. He clamped her chin again, forcing her to look at him, and suddenly asked:
"Are you telling the truth?"
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