Hesitated for a very long time...
Yin Ji's face was covered with tears, she took out a bottle of dark poison and took a deep breath.
"Lanling, you bastard, you bastard..."
Summoning endless courage, Yin Ji pulled out the cork and poured the dark poison into her mouth, gulping it down.
Then, she quietly lay on the ground, waiting for death.
The feeling came swiftly.
First, there was a horrific pain in her stomach, such a sensation as if her entrails were being completely torn apart by ferocious waves.
It was as if a fire had scorched her insides, or like concentrated sulfuric acid had corroded through her entire belly, or as if countless knives were madly stabbing her intestines.
Although Yin Ji had suffered much, she had never experienced such pain.
It was truly far more painful than death.
"Ah... ah..." Yin Ji desperately rolled, screaming miserably.
Such hellish torment lasted for several minutes, then the pain gradually faded.
