He looked at Ning Zhuo, glaring at him, "You used the incense powder I gave you, why didn't they die?"
Ning Zhuo didn't dare to look directly at Sun Lingtong, weakly saying, "I was afraid it would kill them, so I added some medicinal mud to wrap the incense before lighting it."
Sun Lingtong's eyes immediately flashed with anger, "Let's not talk about this now, I'll deal with you when we get home!"
After a thrilling chase, Sun Lingtong accumulated several more wounds, his body covered in blood. Paying a huge price, he finally managed to bring Ning Zhuo to a safe place.
"How are you? Are you injured? Check your whole body quickly!" Sun Lingtong's Divine Sense was too weak to extend.
Ning Zhuo checked himself over and found only some scrapes.
"That's good." Sun Lingtong breathed a sigh of relief, then glared and gave Ning Zhuo a flick on the forehead.
"You fool!" he scolded.
