Mo Yun knew she had been poisoned. She had already braced herself for death, but then she felt that something was wrong with her body.
She felt a little weak, but more alarmingly, her thoughts had begun to slow.
'Damn it!' Mo Yun's eyes blazed with fury. Though not an expert in poisons, she wasn't completely ignorant. From her symptoms, she instantly knew what they had given her and nearly went mad on the spot. 'To think they would sink to such shameless depths... to use something like this on the battlefield...!'
"Damn you!" Mo Yun bit her tongue hard and let out an angry roar, pointing her spear at Wei Ziting. "You despicable, shameless bastard! I'd rather die than let you have your way!"
The drug Cao Yi had used couldn't kill an enemy directly. Instead, it caused a person's thoughts to become slow and rigid. Once it was inhaled, no matter how strong-willed or powerful you were, there was no escape.
