5377. Chapter 5377 Threat 7

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! However, Feng Songyuan didn't give him a chance to think about it: "Wen Jiang, don't forget your identity!"

Wen Jiang's figure suddenly trembled.

Why do people in the Shura world trust him? From the moment he agreed to be a traitor, Feng Songyuan fed him a pill, if he dared to betray, he would be poisoned to death in an instant!

Thinking of this, Wen Jiang wanted to cry even more.

In the end, he still had no choice but to fight to the death and ran to the strong mummy.

The closer he got to this strong mummy, the more Wen Jiang was so smoked that he almost fainted.

Wen Jiang ran to the feet of the strong mummy very carefully.

In the process, he was sadly swept away by the aftermath of the battle, his body was covered with injuries, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

But in the end, he finally worked so hard to reach the footsteps of the strong mummy.

The mummy was as tall as a two-story building, and Wen Jiang could only reach his calf when standing, so Wen Jiang didn't have to think about the shroud on the previous part of the calf.

So, he set his mind on the calf of the strong mummy.

But at this moment, another aftermath hit, and the mummy took two steps back, almost trampling Wen Jiang to death.

But even though he didn't trample to death, he also knocked Wen Jiang down.

Wen Jiang's head hit the ground heavily, and it was pitch black for a long time.

The strong mummy still didn't look him in the eye.

Wen Jiang who fell didn't dare to stand up at all, he saw the foot wraps on the mummy's feet.

Wouldn't it be nice to have foot wraps?

Wen Jiang secretly took out the dagger and cut open the foot wrap.

layer by layer

The smell of the shroud was already strong, let alone the foot wrap. Wen Jiang knew the smell, and he would never forget this special smell in his life.

Finally, Wen Jiang completed the task in fear. He crawled on the ground with a pile of foot wraps and crawled for a distance, then quickly stood up and ran forward.

However, he only ran a few steps before he fell to the ground with a bang, and a blood hole appeared on his forehead. He struggled to get up, but found that he had no strength in his body.

Feng Songyuan's heart turned cold when he saw Wen Jiang like this.

He glared at Su Luo angrily: "You lied to us!"

Su Luo looked at Wen Jiang's embarrassing appearance of getting up and falling, getting up and falling again, with a half-smile: "I didn't lie to you."

"Then why would he do 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 toxins, but the closer you are to the mummy, the stronger the toxins from his body, relying on the herbs I gave you before Juice, people with a good physique like you can still hold on, but someone with a weak physique like Wen Jiang may find it difficult to hold on."

At this moment, Wen Jiang has the heart to tear Su Luo apart!

What does it mean to be hard to hold? Can't stand it at all, okay?

on purpose! All of this was deliberately designed by her!

Knowing that his physique couldn't bear such a strong poison, she still planned to let herself get the shroud!

"Su Luo, you want me to die!" Wen Jiang roared hoarsely.

Faced with such an accusation, the corner of Su Luo's mouth curled up slightly: "Yes, I just want you to die, do you understand now?"

Such calmness, such taking it for granted, such unscrupulousness, such confidence.

However, everyone has nothing to do with this emperor-level pharmacist who can detoxify.

Wen Jiang, who was lying on the ground, felt hopeless that he was about to die.