The blood-drenched heart was clasped in Chen Nan's hand, still "thumping" rhythmically as blood dripped down in a steady stream.
The pheasant's eyes bulged as he stared deathly at his own heart, feeling his life rapidly slipping away, his consciousness growing blurred, "You... you devil." Then his head tilted, and he was breathless in death.
"Done venting?" The Poison Wolf came over, looking at the blood-spattered ground and said.
Chen Nan glanced at him and threw the still-bleeding heart over, "Here, take it, have it with drinks at home."
The Poison Wolf slapped the heart onto the pheasant's body and pulled out a porcelain bottle containing Corpse Dissolving Liquid, saying, "I don't have such heavy tastes." He then dripped a few drops of Corpse Dissolving Liquid onto the pheasant's body.
Black smoke rose, the corpse rapidly blackened, and then quickly dissolved.
After a little over ten seconds, only a pile of clothes and blood splattered everywhere remained on the ground.
