She took out a glass bottle, inside of which flickered a bright green flame.
Thanks to Fan Guizong, Changying was able to obtain this Hell Ghost Fire, and she hadn't expected to use it so soon.
Young Master Zhao's face grew even paler.
Yuyong had already dug open the topsoil above. He was quite strong; he alone managed to pry open the heavy coffin lid.
Seeing his sister's bones disturbed and unable to rest, Young Master Zhao felt heartbroken. He immediately shouted loudly, "I'll give it! I'll give you the antidote!"
What did he fear in death? He couldn't bear to watch his sister burn to ashes before his eyes.
Changying stepped forward a few steps, urging, "Hurry up!"
Young Master Zhao was cautious. He hid the antidote in his hairpin and twisted it open, revealing a small pill.
If he hadn't taken out the antidote himself, others might not have found where it was hidden on him.