But within a minute or two, he escaped cleanly.
Qianling looked at the little things that fled with satisfaction, and jumped down from the tree.
Looking at the poisoned snakes under the tree, Qianling shook his head and sighed, "There is no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to break into hell."
Yao Nu straightened his ears to listen, and suddenly cheered, "Master, do you still write poetry? That's great, great!"
"Be your head." Qian Ling stretched out his hand and flicked on her leaf, striding northward.
Most of the poison came from the north, indicating that there was something there that attracted them to gather together.
After two steps, she suddenly stopped looking at the dense grass in front of her.
Then he took out a small green bottle from his sleeve, and Qianling sprayed some of the liquid on himself.
Yao Nu looked curiously, "Master, what is this?"
"Mosquito-proof." Qianling gave it a glance. As a spirit beast of this era, how could it understand the new medicines of the 21st century.
It's not that Lin Zhong's poison has never been seen before, and he must be prepared for self-defense.
After walking through a lot of jungle, there was a white area in front of the eyes, and the poisonous mushrooms with the big palms covered the entire depression. Qian Ling looked carefully, suddenly picked up a stone, and slammed it into the center of the poisonous mushroom.
The sound of rustling fleeing was heard instantly, and various poisons escaped into the jungle.
Qian Ling covered her nose. There were all poisonous substances and the air was poisonous. If she had not taken the medicine in advance, it would have been difficult to resist the breath here.
Looking down at the spirit beast on her wrist, the medicine slave who was still eager to ask her questions at this moment was lying on her wrist softly, the green color turned black and black, and it was obviously not lightly poisoned.
"Master is so full, so full."
The drug slave itself is a pot of medicine and is not afraid of poison, but it will inevitably hold on if it takes too much venom.
Qian Ling's fingertips flicked on her leaf and reminded, "Warning, don't sleep, you have to help me recognize things."
She really didn't know what the dysentery looked like, and she found it out of her feelings.
"Yao Nu knows, but Master, can you tell Yao Nu to stop eating?"
Yao Slave's voice was helpless.
The air is full of delicious food, and she can't eat it if she doesn't want to.
Only then did Qian Ling discover that Yao Slave couldn't control her intake at all, and the poisonous aura would automatically penetrate into her body.
"I don't want to eat it now? Just say no." Qian Ling shook his head and took out a small medicine bottle from his sleeve, but gently poured a drop of transparent liquid on the medicine slave, and the medicine slave was refreshed. Yelled, "It's so comfortable, medicine slave needs it, and it needs it."
"Hey, this is not bath water, how can it be wasted to you casually."
Qian Ling closed the bottle cap and put it away again.
Yao Nu groaned a few times, "Stingy."
However, when this drop continued, the poisonous gas in the air seemed to be blocked and could no longer seep into Yao Slave's body.
Only then did Yao Slave discover that Qian Ling was powerful, and its owner was almost omnipotent.
At the moment it worshipped, Qian Ling had already approached the poisonous mushroom. When she just threw the stone, she listened carefully, and under this poisonous mushroom, it seemed to be empty.
Could it be...
A joy leaped in Qian Ling's eyes, raised his head and looked around, and suddenly grabbed a branch and jumped up to the tree, his skill is as strong as a monkey.