When Qian Bing opened his eyes again, it was not yet bright.

When I turned around, I saw Tang San sleeping soundly leaning against the rock wall beside me, without snoring and breathing well.

The way he looked after falling asleep was completely different from his usual steady and mature life. He was just a cute child.

Qian Bing originally didn't want to disturb Tang San's sleep, but just wanted to get up silently to check the situation around him.

But as soon as he got up, his feet suddenly became soft and his butt fell back to the ground.

The alert Tang San immediately opened his eyes and looked over.

Seeing that it was Qian Bing's movement, he put away his sharp eyes and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Boss, are you awake?"

"I just woke up, did I disturb you?"

Tang San rubbed his eyes, turned over and stood up, and replied:

"No, I've been sleeping lightly since I was a kid, and I'll wake up if I have a little movement.

Besides, we must always be vigilant when we are in the wild, so how dare I sleep with confidence.”

Uh ~

I just slept quite reassuringly...

Qian Bing muttered in his heart, and of course he agreed.

"You are right, I'm careless. Now I'm going to guard you, so you can rest assured to sleep for a while."

Tang San shook his head, checked the stock of realgar powder on the ground, and said:

"Snakes are cold-blooded animals. When the temperature is below 10 degrees, they will be greatly restricted. So we should take advantage of the low temperature and hurry up and look for snake nests.

After all, no one knows if there is only one mandala snake. If I can still encounter it at this time, my hidden weapon will be more effective.

By the way, let me see your poisoned arm.”

After saying that, Tang San turned around and took out a fire note from his bag and lit it, and placed it in front of Qian Bing's left arm.

With the fire, Qian Bing also saw his exposed arms clearly.

At this time, almost all his shoulders went pink and purple from the elbow joints.

The wound sputtered by venom was even more dark purple.

Looking at this situation, even outsiders like Qian Bing who recognizes and defends poisons, they know that not only did the poisoned area spread a lot more than before going to bed last night, but the obvious toxins also invade more deeply.

Tang San also took a look, his brows frowned, his tone was full of solemnity, and he said:

"No, this mandala snake venom is much more powerful than I expected.

Although I cleaned up most of the snake venom for you in time yesterday, the little bit that remains in your body that cannot be eradicated is still very fatal.

I guess if we can't find anything that suppresses snake venom within 6 hours, your arm will be useless.

If you can't find it in half a day, you may be in danger of your life.

So, we can't delay, go and look for snake nests now."

Qian Bing naturally regarded his life more than Tang San. After hearing what he said, how could he dare to stay for a second?

At this time, I didn't want to say anything, I just wanted to follow Tang San to leave the place.

After a while, the two returned to the place where the Mandala snake was killed yesterday.

Qian Bing looked at the scene and saw that the snake corpse had long disappeared, only the dark red blood residue on the ground showed that everything was not a dream.

Tang San stopped, exhaled a long breath from his breath, and then he used the Xuantian Gong with all his strength.

Xuantian Gong has many functions. It can not only accelerate the cultivation of soul power, but also greatly enhance the six senses of vision, hearing, smell, touch, etc.

As the Xuantian Technique began to operate, Tang San could no longer see clearly what was more than ten meters away. At this moment, the whole world in his eyes became clear, and he could even see the main veins on the leaves in the distance.

His sense of smell also increased greatly, and he immediately smelled the familiar fishy fragrance, which was the smell of the mandala snake!

"Boss, come with me."

Tang San moved his nose and greeted him, and then he took Qian Bing into the woods ahead.

The two walked through the forest for a while until the sky showed whiteness, Qian Bing's head was covered with warm sweat, and his feet were weak and almost fell down several times.

Seeing that his breathing became more and more rapid, Tang San's physical strength was on the verge of collapse.

But I still gritted my teeth and insisted on following me, and a hint of admiration arose in my heart.

He stopped actively, turned around and said to Qian Bing:

"Boss, I'll carry you away."

Qian Bing immediately shook his head and said stubbornly:

"No, I can still hold on."

But Tang San ignored his insistence, stepped forward and carried him on his shoulders, and continued to move forward with great strides.

However, in order not to let Qian Bing on his shoulders struggle again, he immediately explained:

"Boss, this mandala venom seems very complicated.

I saw you just had a swelling wound, bleeding profusely, and your skin was purple and black, and your spirit seemed to be fine.

It is the most effective way to judge it as a blood circulation toxin, and my exercises to inhibit this type of toxin.

But now, seeing your weak and physical strength drops sharply under your feet, it doesn’t match your original physical condition at all.

So I'm sure you've started losing control of your muscles, which are symptoms of cytotoxins.

If the mandala venom contains this toxin, then I had to cut off at least half of the time I had judged before, so we can't waste any time now."

After hearing Tang San's words, Qian Bing was completely confused!

Is your life really in danger?

How could this be? This is seriously inconsistent with the original logic.

It was obvious that Yu Xiaogang had nothing to do after being poisoned, but why would it be so serious if he had stopped the poison?

Online novels are indeed lying, they are so scammed!

Qian Bing secretly swore in his heart that he would never exchange Tang San's true feelings for things that harmed his life.

By the way, the struggle that was carried by Tang San also stopped.

In fact, Qian Bing felt a little desperate and regretful at this time, but fortunately his psychological quality was good.

In his heart, he tried hard to convince himself that he should believe in the ability of Tang San, the "son of the world". Before hope disappeared, he must not be negative, hide his worries in his heart and said:

"Miss, am I a shoulder pole? What's the matter with you keeping me on your shoulders like this?

Can you carry me well?”

After hearing this, Tang San adjusted his posture and continued to look for the residual smell of the mandala snake.

...

This time the two of them didn't walk for long. Tang San opened a branch blocking the way and walked into a wide grassland in the woods.

Qian Bing poked his head out from behind and looked over, and saw a thorn covered with spikes, with thorns that were eight or ninety-nine minutes similar to the mandala snake, circling and growing like a snake.

What is slightly inconsistent with its fierce image is that three white flowers the size of a palm grew in the thorn.

There is also a crystal clear morning dew on the petals, which looks gorgeous.

Because the thorns were hovering together, Qian Bing could not tell its length for a while, but judging from its diameter close to the size of the bowl, it had grown for at least a hundred years.

At this time, Qian Bing's left hand felt hot, and relevant information about the plants in front of him came to his mind.
Chapter completed!