"I told you beforehand, the ghosts can withstand my poison, but her body might not. If I hadn't tested it with blood first, she would have been heartbroken because of your recklessness!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Fuluo's scarlet eyes flickered for a moment, and then he took a few big steps forward. His cold and gloomy hands suddenly grasped her neck without warning, and he stared at her condescendingly with his eyes.
"You are lying to me!"
His voice was extremely certain.
But Shen Wuyou was more inclined to believe that he was deceiving her, otherwise, why would he use [Sincere Words]?
Thinking back to the previous times, she also had a slip of the tongue that didn't match her meaning, but at that time she didn't know about the existence of the Overlord Skill. She just thought that her will was weak and her brain couldn't keep up with her mouth.
This time, she was prepared and naturally would not be caught in the crossfire.
Her eyes were somewhat dazed and dull, and she opened her lips mechanically and said, "No."
It is certain that I have cheated, but not now, not just now, but in the past.
He then asked, "Why hasn't the poison been reduced?"
She opened her mouth and said simply and horrifyingly, "Because my cultivation is not enough."
He frowned and asked with a bad look, "What kind of cultivation is required?"
She said honestly, "I don't know."
“…”
His brows furrowed even deeper, his blood-red pupils moved slightly, and then he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"What level of cultivation are you at now?"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Wuyou was shocked. His brain was working so fast but he couldn't speak out loud enough:
"Eighth level of earth level."
Her true level of cultivation was exposed just like that!
Oh no!
Her pupils shrank, and the next moment she felt the fingers on her neck suddenly tighten. The feeling of suffocation came again, accompanied by the familiar "click" sound.
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