However, Feng Songyuan didn't give him a chance to think about it: "Wen Jiang, don't forget your identity!"
Wen Jiang's body shuddered suddenly.
Why would anyone in the Shura Realm trust him? From the moment he agreed to be a spiritual traitor, Feng Songyuan fed him a pill. If he dared to betray him, he would instantly die of the poison!
Thinking of this, Wen Jiang wanted to cry even more.
In the end, he had no choice but to risk his life and run to the powerful mummy.
The closer Wen Jiang got to this powerful mummy, the more he felt the fumes suffocate him and he almost fainted.
Wen Jiang ran to the feet of the mummy warrior very carefully and with great difficulty.
During this process, he was tragically caught in the aftermath of the battle, his body was covered with wounds, and he looked extremely miserable.
But in the end, he finally wiped out the footsteps of the mummy master after much difficulty.
The mummy was as tall as a two-story building, and when Wen Jiang stood, it only reached his calf, so Wen Jiang didn't need to think about the shroud above his calf.
So he set his sights on the calf of the powerful mummy.
At this moment, another wave of aftermath hit, and the mummy took two steps back, almost stepping Wen Jiang to death.
Although he didn't crush him to death, he still knocked Wen Jiang down.
Wen Jiang's head hit the ground hard, and everything in front of him was dark for a long time.
The powerful mummy didn't even look at him.
Wen Jiang, who had fallen, didn't dare to stand up at all. He saw the mummy's feet... and the foot bindings on them.
Having foot bindings... is also good, right?
Wen Jiang secretly took out a dagger and cut open the foot binding.
Layer after layer is uncovered...
The smell of a shroud is already strong, let alone a foot binding. The smell is simply... Wen Jiang knew that he would never forget this special smell in his life.
Finally, Wen Jiang completed the task in fear and trepidation. He crawled on the ground for a distance with a stack of foot bindings in his arms, then stood up quickly and ran forward.
However, he had only run a few steps when he fell to the ground with a bang, leaving a bloody hole on his forehead. He struggled to get up, but found that he had no strength left in his body.
Feng Songyuan's heart sank when he saw Wen Jiang like this.
He glared at Su Luo angrily: "You lied to us!"
Su Luo looked at Wen Jiang's embarrassed appearance as he climbed up and fell down again, and smiled: "I didn't lie to you."
"Then why is he like this!" Feng Songyuan pointed at Wen Jiang.
Su Luo spread her hands innocently. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Although the mummy has a shroud that can resist poison, the closer you are to the mummy, the stronger the poison it emits. With the herbal juice I gave you earlier, people with strong constitutions like you can still hold on, but people with weak constitutions like Wen Jiang will probably have a hard time holding on."
At this moment, Wen Jiang wanted to tear Su Luo's heart apart!
What do you mean by "very difficult to hold on"? It's impossible to hold on at all, okay?
On purpose! She planned all this on purpose!
Even though she knew that his physique couldn't withstand such a strong poison, she still designed a plan for him to get the shroud!
"Su Luo, you want me to die!" Wen Jiang roared hoarsely.
Faced with such an accusation, Su Luo's lips curled up slightly: "Yes, I just want you to die. Do you understand now?"
Such frankness, such self-righteousness, such recklessness, such fearlessness.
But unfortunately, no one can do anything about this royal alchemist who can detoxify.
Wen Jiang, lying on the ground, felt a sense of despair as if he was about to die.
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