Chapter 1721: Face-slapping, Round 8 (4)

When Sefiro saw her reflection in the river, she almost fainted.

That was because —

Her neck had swollen up like a steamed bun.

And it wasn't just swollen. Her neck was itchy and prickly, as if ten thousand ants were crawling all over her skin.

Sefiro finally realized what happened. Feng Wu had set her up!

Feng Wu had poisoned her wound when she wasn't looking!

Sefiro was almost in tears. She wanted to kill Feng Wu and drink her blood!

She and Feng Wu were still in the middle of a horse race, and the stakes were very high.

She wanted to get to the finish line, but each miserable step she took gave her excruciating pain.

Therefore, hours later, while Feng Wu was running from three Spiritual Lords, Sefiro had covered less than 10km.

Just as Sefiro, who was fighting back the itchy and prickly sensation, rose to her feet to head for her destination, Feng Wu showed up.