"Yes, so what? If you have the guts, just say it," Song Yun cursed, "Damn it, can you speak faster? My hearing's already declining, the poison's reached my brain."
Weng Ying squinted her single eye, noticing Song Yun's slowing pace. She had no doubt about Song Yun being poisoned.
"Hmph, those two are too slow; they can't possibly escape the pursuit of the eyeball. Even if they know how to deal with it, they can't do it."
Weng Ying's face showed an arrogant expression, and she said proudly, "Since you're about to die, I'll tell you the answer. To deal with the eyeball, just kill me. The eyeball has become my Lifebound Poison Insect. Once I'm dead, it'll lose control. If it doesn't parasitize a new human body afterward, the eyeball will die."
Hearing this, Dongfang Yun's eyes lit up, and she raised her sword to charge at Weng Ying, shouting to Lin Jun, "So killing her is the solution. Let's go help Song Yun."
