With great reluctance, Bell searched through his wallet, pulled out another "Soul-shattering Grass," and threw it to me with a shout, "Hurry up, the Ghost Locking Bowl can't hold on much longer, feed it to him!"
I reached out to take the withered grass Bell was supposed to throw, and stuffed it into Zhang Kun's mouth in an instant. The man clapped and exclaimed, "Zhang Kunya, Zhang Kun, when I was in college, we made you look good! I visited you today!"
Zhang Kun swallowed the "Soul-breaking Grass" and desperately clenched his limbs. He let out a pitiful shriek from his mouth, as if it were his last struggle.
Zhang Kun cried sadly for a long time, but there was no reaction, as if there were no signs of poisoning.
I quickly noticed this, stepped back a few paces, and went over to Xu Nuo, shouting loudly, "Sister, what's going on? Why hasn't he turned into black smoke yet?"
