Master Lingyin's expression changed drastically. "You...you just gave me poison instead of an antidote?"
Si Luo's lips curled up slightly. "You just said that I'm still too inexperienced, but I think you're overconfident. Yes, what I gave you isn't an antidote, but it's not poison either. However, taking it will accelerate the onset of the toxins you've been given."
Master Lingyin swayed, then exclaimed in horror, "If I die, you will also become a cripple. Don't you want the remaining antidote?"
Si Luo said, "Once you're dead, I'll naturally find the antidote."
Master Lingyin understood his intention, but said, "I haven't made the remaining antidote yet. In this world, besides me, there is no one who can cure the poison you have been given."
"So what? I've only lost an arm, but you're different. You've lost your life. And once you're dead, you can never take revenge on Wen Nong Nong again. You're destined to die with resentment," Si Luo said almost coldly.
Upon hearing this, Master Lingyin felt that this person was terrifyingly calm. In an instant, his blood surged, and then he spat out another mouthful of black blood.
Si Luo looked at him coldly, unmoved.
Although she knew his plan beforehand, Bai Li still felt a chill when she saw this.
What kind of person is Si Luo?
That's terrifyingly cold-blooded!
Does he really not care about the poison in his body? That's his right arm. If he loses his right arm, wouldn't he be a cripple?
Why would Si Luo risk his arm for someone like that?
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