Zhang Fan and Mu Lingfeng were less than half a meter apart.
With Mu Lingfeng's exaggerated acting, he really thought that Mu Lingfeng's next line would be a curse!
He never imagined that when Mu Lingfeng opened his mouth, he could actually spit out a poison needle. Hiding a poison needle in his mouth, wasn't he afraid of poisoning himself?
At this moment, Zhang Fan had no time to think further, as the numb feeling throughout his body made him dizzy.
Just then, a mechanical voice resounded in Zhang Fan's mind.
"Host is in a poisoned state, would you like to spend 28,000 Spiritual Value for healing?"
"Yes!"
Zhang Fan was no doctor, all his medical skills depended on the system's treatments.
Spiritual Value could be earned again, but if one lost their life, everything would be gone.
"Initiating healing, countdown starting from three seconds!"
"Three, two, one!"
"Host has returned to normal!"
