Inexplicably, Feng Ruge wanted to know more about this Holy Son of the Holy Cult and find out what kind of secrets he hid.

"Do you think I'm joking when I look like this?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and suddenly reached out to touch Feng Ruge's cheek.

"Holy Son! Ah Maidai~"

Feng Ruge's expression changed, as if she was panicked or at a loss, but the corners of her mouth flickered, and then... she let Ling Xiao's long, white palms fall towards her.

Her poisonous body is a taboo.

But now, after ten years of research and countless experiments with monsters in the mountains, she has gained some insights.

As long as you suppress it with spiritual power and carefully control the measurement, the people of Shenhou will not be poisoned and die immediately.

Regardless of whether Ling Xiao is destined or a villain, all he needs to do is poison him every day and control the time until the day of the battle for Tianchi. Then...if he is killed on the battlefield, everyone will naturally be happy.

After all, you can enjoy the cutting off of cause and effect, so what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

And, if Ling Xiao is not dead...then no one will care whether he poisoned me or not, since he was the one who touched me first!!

But if that's the case, you have to find another way to cut off the cause and effect.

Thinking like this, a shy smile suddenly appeared on Feng Ruge's pretty face.
Chapter completed!