"Bei Yun!"
Bei Lingsu was startled by the situation.
"Go, go..." Bei Yun wanted to push her away, but he was completely powerless, and a gush of black blood poured from his mouth.
The strange poison in his body was contagious. It was fine when it didn't flare up, but once it did, there was a high chance it would infect those around him. So at this moment, he was desperately urging Bei Lingsu to leave. If she got infected with this strange poison, dying a hundred times wouldn't atone for his crime.
Bei Lingsu took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the Poisoned Blood from the corner of his mouth, urgently asking, "Is the poison flaring up? Where is your antidote? Your antidote?!"
"Go..." Bei Yun struggled with all his might to avoid her handkerchief. Large patches of red rashes appeared on his face, looking quite horrific, and his skin had become very thin and translucent, with veins visible to the naked eye.
