C41 Heteropyrexia(5)

"Year after year!" Jun Qiran could not believe his eyes as he saw the scene in front of him. A Rank 3 Magical Beast, Seven-Colored Snake, fiercely bit the back of the little shota's hand.

As the little shota did not know his name, Jun Qiran decided to call him Year by Year.

The Seven-Colored Snake contained a highly toxic poison. If a child, who was only five years old, were bitten, he would probably die on the spot.

Jun Qiran felt as if his heart fell into an ice cave as blood started to flow in reverse. Was he going to lose another year?

Jun Qiran didn't think much about it. She rushed over with a stride, and started to suck out the venom from the back of her hands without a second thought.

"Are you crazy?!"

Jun Mochen looked at Jun Qiran's reckless look and pulled Jun Qiran away.

So what if Jun Qiran was a level 7 Qi Cultivating Stage trainer?

If the seven-colored poison entered Jun Qiran's body, within fifteen minutes, Jun Qiran would die.

Jun Mochen would never allow this to happen.

But he absolutely did not expect that Jun Qiran would actually directly shake off her hand ?

"I know what I'm doing. I just don't want to regret it."

Jun Qiran's clear and cold voice echoed in Jun Mochen's ears.

Feng Chenlang was even more dumbstruck at the side.

The little shota looked at the boy who had taken drugs for him without any hesitation. A peculiar glint flashed across his eyes as he muttered something.

But from the looks of it, the word 'mother' was ?

As everyone expected, after Jun Qiran finished helping the little shota absorb the poison, he fell into a coma while Jun Mochen used all of his strength to pull someone back from the line between life and death.

"Brother." Jun Qiran looked at the gloomy Jun Mochen in front of her, and she stuck out her tongue guiltily.

"You, you!" Jun Mochen was infuriated for a long time by himself, but in the end, he could not utter a single word.

Jun Qiran snickered.

It was night.

A petite figure shuttled back and forth in the darkness. That person was none other than Jun Qiran who had been confined by Jun Mochen for three days.

Because Jun Qiran had been poisoned by the multicolored snake poison, Jun Mochen was not allowed to take even half a step out of the tent, to the point where he almost suffocated her to death.

The cool night breeze blew past the surroundings, making the leaves rustle. A huge monster appeared behind Jun Qiran.

Jun Qiran's figure stiffened, without time to think, she immediately took out a sharp sword from her storage ring. With a twist of her body, she thrusted straight towards the huge monster behind her.

In the Forest of Wailing, danger lurked everywhere. It was true, Jun Qiran was secretly frustrated at his carelessness.

"Whoosh!"

The steel and the Magical Beast's hard outer shell made a collision sound with each other.

Jun Qiran was so shocked that his mouth turned numb, he staggered three steps back, and the sharp sword suddenly flew out of his hand.

It was only now that she could clearly see the enormous being in front of her. It was a Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon, and its strength was a Stage Four Magical Beast.

Jun Qiran's dark pupils contracted. The Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon had a trace of the dragon clan's bloodline in its body.

Jun Qiran cursed silently in his heart. No wonder his defense was so strong.

"Bastard, hand your life over."

Jun Qiran once again took out a sharp sword, the light golden Spiritual Strength overflowed from his body.

"Swoosh!"

The sword qi sliced through the air, and the sound of breaking bamboo could be heard.

As the sword slashed down, the fierce astral wind arrived before the body. A magnificent pillar of blood gushed out, dyeing the surrounding ground red.

"Roar!" The Purgatory Blood Demon Dragon's eyes were bloodshot as it let out an earth-shattering roar, causing the surrounding trees to slightly tremble.

With a flash, he wanted to tear this non-human in front of him into shreds.

The speed of the enormous figure was actually so fast that even Jun Qiran had no choice but to admit defeat, as he did not have the time to dodge.

Jun Qiran's back hurt as if it was being torn apart. He didn't even need to look to know to tell that his back was definitely badly mangled.

Jun Qiran gritted her teeth. Ignoring the excruciating pain from her back, she narrowed her eyes and leaped up, steadily climbing onto the Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon's neck.

She did not believe that this thing could not even harm the eyes!

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon sensed Jun Qiran's intentions, so it frantically tried to attack him. Without enough time for Jun Qiran to think, the sharp sword steadily pierced into the Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon's eyes.

Dark red blood recklessly flowed from the Purgatory Blood Illusion Dragon's eyes.

The Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon finally realized that this human had the ability to kill it. It continued to rush around in panic, and Jun Qiran's body uncontrollably fell off the back of the Purgatory Blood Illusory Dragon.

Jun Qiran could not help but scream miserably. His back was originally a mess of flesh and blood, which further aggravated the situation.

As the sky slowly brightened, Jun Qiran did not dare to linger in the forest any longer. She dragged her scarred body back to her own tent.

In the morning, when Feng Chenlang saw that there were no movements in his tent, he could not help but feel that it was a little strange.

"Yin ?"

Feng Chenlang's smile instantly froze on his face, and his bloodied back pierced straight into Feng Chenlang's eyes.

He could clearly see her delicate skin.

After three seconds of silence, Feng Chenlang flew out of Jun Qiran's room like a kite with its string cut.

"Bang!" With a bang, he directly smashed into the tree trunk. Feng Chenlang held onto his chest and coughed dryly twice, and could not help but silently curse Jun Qiran in his heart for not having a conscience.

But in his mind, there was a blush of Jun Qiran's white and red.

Jun Mochen sat on the chair, looking at the two in front of him with a darkened face.

"You didn't sleep well in the middle of the night, how dare you run out and wander around?"

Jun Mochen tried his best to maintain the smile on his face, but the bulging veins on his forehead caused Jun Qiran to shrink back his neck.

"I, I was just holding back." Jun Qiran bit her lips and weakly explained.

Just going out for a walk?

Going out for a walk, almost dying at the hands of Magical Beast?

Jun Mochen felt that this little sister of his was becoming more and more worried.

But now, if he wasn't careful, he would have died outside!

Jun Mochen unintentionally reminded him of the threats Jun Xuanfeng had made to them before he and Jun Qiran left ?

If that old man were to know that Jun Qiran had almost lost his life time and time again, he would definitely be ripped off by that old man.

"Exactly! Xiao Jiu, you're being too rude, you didn't even call me for such a fun thing! "

Feng Chenlang said with a face full of anger.

Jun Mochen, "..."

Jun Qiran, "..."