As the middle-aged beauty unleashed the *Five Poisons Scripture*, her heart raced with a frantic thought: "This is impossible! This man is too savage. I must kill him, or else I am the one who will die!"
For Murong Fu, however, after the woman’s desperate attempt to lash out, the sensation was entirely different: "Yes! That’s it! That feeling is exactly right—damn it, this is exactly what I needed to cool the fire!"
The woman had forgotten that it was precisely this poisonous spring that she had used to cultivate her *Five Poisons Scripture*. Since Murong Fu had managed to enter the spring unscathed, how could he possibly fear the *Five Poisons Scripture*? Everything the middle-aged woman did was merely a case of her being moved by her own misplaced efforts, and her desperate aggression only served to heighten Murong Fu’s pleasure.
Chapter 295