Chapter 1277 Pain
A needle was injected into Master Zuo's blood vessel.
Although Master Zuo couldn't tell what kind of needle this was, it was obviously different from ordinary needles.
What is that wrapped in cloth?
This feeling of the unknown is the most terrifying.
He stared at Fu Zhaoning with wide eyes, "What did you inject into me?"
"I'll be kind enough to answer you," Fu Zhaoning said in a low voice, "This is a neurotoxin. I made it myself."
Master Zuo’s eyes were about to pop out of his head.
"What?"
He had never heard of neurotoxins! But of course he knew about Fu Zhaoning. As a genius doctor who had joined the Great Medical Association, it was easy for Fu Zhaoning to make any poison. Moreover, the poison she made might be the same as those made by the Shenyi Sect, which was very difficult to solve!
"I haven't named this toxin yet. Once the poison takes effect, I'll observe the effects and give it a more appropriate name."
Fu Zhaoning smiled at him.
"Well, do you feel honored? You are the first one to use this poison. Oh, other people in your Shenyi Sect may also have a chance in the future."
All kinds of gods, right leaders, guardians and the like, will have a taste of this poison when the time comes.
She is not stingy at all.
"you!"
"You're not at a loss. This kind of toxin is not cheap. It requires a lot of rare poisons."
"Let him go."
Fu Zhaoning said to the guards who were escorting Master Zuo.
They were still a little hesitant, not knowing whether Master Zuo would hurt the princess if they let go.
"Let go." Fu Zhaoning said again patiently, and they let go of each other's hands.
With a plop.
Leader Zuo fell to the ground.
His body shrank, but his head was tilted back, the veins on his neck popped out, and sweat covered his forehead.
"Now we can unlock his Xue Dao."
"Princess, his martial arts skills are extremely strong..." Sixteen was also a little worried.
"fine."
Fu Zhaoning took two steps back, "He can't hurt me."
She still has confidence in her toxins.
At this time, the master of Youqing Temple and Princess Fuyun also came here.
The moment Master Zuo's sword was unlocked, he wanted to shoot up, one hand formed a claw, and tried to grab Fu Zhaoning's throat.
But before anyone else could exclaim, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he suddenly twitched violently as if he had been struck by lightning.
He fell to the ground again, his face turned red, his eyes bulged out, he couldn't clench his hands, his fingers were stiff, and he was foaming at the mouth.
Seeing him like this, Duke Fuyun exclaimed.
“What is this doing?”
Tang Wujuan turned and looked at her.
"What is the eldest princess doing here? I'm sure you won't like this kind of scene."
"I don't like it, but why do you do this? He looks like an elderly man."
Tang Wujuan didn't know what to say for a moment.
Princess Fuyun's gaze has fallen on Fu Zhaoning.
"Doctor Fu, is this your idea? Even if this man did something evil, he is old, you can just kill him and give him a quick death. Why torture him so cruelly?"
"Okay, just say less." said the master of Youqing Temple.
"Master, am I wrong? There is no need to torture him like this. He looks very painful."
Princess Fuyun felt that she couldn't bear it any longer.
Why so cruel?
Wouldn’t it be nice to give people a quick death?
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