"What, what is this?" Mo Huasong looked at Hua Junzi in surprise.
"This is the Poisonous Smoke Three-step Death that I, Hua Junzi, purchased at a great cost. Besides me, there's no other antidote in the world." Hua Junzi gazed at Mo Huasong excitedly. "You fool, do you really think I'm that easy to kill?"
Hua Junzi saw that Mo Huasong's handsome face had turned completely black, he knew Mo Huasong was poisoned.
This poison wasn't a joke. If Hua Junzi hadn't already taken the antidote, he wouldn't have dared to release it.
People thought Hua Junzi used a flower fan as a personal flair, but that wasn't the case. On the surface, he appeared debonair, but secretly, he used the fan's poison to deal with many masters.
There were many masters stronger than him who had died because of his flower fan in the past.
"Mo Huasong, how do you feel?" Seeing Mo Huasong's face and limbs turning terrifyingly black, Xiao Jie anxiously rushed over.
