Human Furnace
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
"No way!"
Shangguan Wanrong refused immediately and said with a solemn expression: "That is too dangerous and it won't fool him."
"Why won't I be able to deceive him? Mother, I am already a Nascent Soul cultivator. I am only suppressing my cultivation at the moment. If I were to stay behind, I have the ability to protect myself and nothing will happen to me. I also definitely won't let him find out that we have switched places either. "
Shangguan Wanrong shook her head: "No." When she saw her daughter's puzzled expression, she paused slightly and hesitated for a moment: "He's given me medicine, there's something wrong with my body."
"What?"
Feng Jiu was stunned. She grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse. After a while, she said in confusion: "There's nothing wrong with your body! There's no poison in your body."
"It's this hand."