Before long, Zhao Ying'er felt her cheeks start to burn, a wave of heat rising from the depths of her heart.
She was shocked: "You... you're poisoned?"
Her eyes were full of surprise, she couldn't imagine why Xu Wendong was afflicted by an aphrodisiac—it was truly bizarre.
"Get away..." Xu Wendong gritted his teeth, speaking with difficulty.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, veins protruding on his forehead; he was just a step away from detoxification.
This poison might be incurable for others, but for him, using the mysterious Nine Netherworlds Manual would easily resolve it.
Yet there was quite a bit of poison, and complete detoxification needed some time.
However, as the aura emanating from him grew more intense, Zhao Ying'er found it harder to endure.
Her eyes started to blur, her breathing gradually becoming labored.
