Qingge shook her head, "I'll just watch you from here and say nothing. I'm fine."
Na Hanjue looked at her for a few seconds, nodded, feeling warm in her heart, "Okay, just stand behind me and don't move!"
Na Hanjue took out the dagger from his waist, his eyebrows were heavy, and he concentrated his energy. This time he switched his left hand to pick the fire mandarin flowers, and the green snake once again jumped out and bit Na Hanjue's left wrist.
Na Hanjue flipped his left wrist to avoid the snake's attack, and suddenly slashed seven inches from the snake with the dagger in his right hand.
The blade was as sharp as electricity, shining coldly under the moonlight, and was about to cut the little snake seven inches in the face. The little snake turned over in the air, tilted its head to avoid the dagger's attack, swept its tail across the water, and turned towards
Nahanjue bit the hand that held the dagger, and his speed was several times more flexible than Nahanjue's.
"Be careful!" Qing Ge, who was behind Na Hanjue, could see clearly. While warning, the silver needle shot out from his hand.
There was a subtle "bang" sound, and the little snake fell into the water, with a touch of reddish color rippling on the green water.
Hit!
Na Hanjue didn't hesitate for a moment, stretched out his hand and plucked the fire mandarin flower, including the stem and the flower.
"careful!"
His eyebrows were filled with joy, and he was turning around to hand the Fire Mandarin Flower to Qingge, when he suddenly heard Qingge shouting in panic. Qingge, who was standing behind him, hugged him and turned around.
"What's wrong?" He noticed that Qingge's body was stiff, he held Qingge's body in his arms, and looked carefully at the few thin teeth marks on Qingge's snow-white neck.
"Damn it," Nahanjue cursed, "didn't you already hit it?"
"There is one more!" Qingge gritted her teeth, "These flowers are twin flowers, and the snakes are also twin snakes!"
"Shit!" Na Hanjue couldn't help cursing her carelessness, picked up Qing Ge and carried her to the shore.
"What do you think?" Nahanjue asked in a low voice as she put Qingge on her lap.
"It's okay." Qing Ge shook his head, moved a bit, and smiled brightly, "When I was a child, I ate the snake gallbladder of the King of Snakes, which can detoxify snake venom. No poisonous snake can hurt me."
"Is it really okay?" Na Hanjue asked worriedly. "It's really okay." Although she was a little dizzy and a little nauseated, Qingge didn't want Na Hanjue to worry, so she forced a smile to deal with him.
"No!" Na Hanjue's eyes turned cold and the dagger in his hand flashed, "I'll catch those two snakes and dig out their gallbladders for you to eat!"
"No need!" Qingge grabbed him, "I'm really fine."
The little snake grew under the water and was so spiritual and poisonous. She didn't want Na Hanjue to take the risk.
"No! I'm not worried." Na Hanjue insisted.
"I'm really fine," Qingge grabbed him, pursed her lips and chuckled, "That little snake is quite pitiful. He has been living here carefree for who knows how long. We are here to disturb him, so let's forget it.
Alright."
"Is everything okay?" Na Hanjue looked at her carefully.
"It's really okay!" Qing Ge sat for a while, feeling that the nausea and dizziness slowly passed. He supported Na Hanjue's body and stood up, saying as if he was joking: "If something really happens, don't we still have time to talk?"
Doesn’t your junior brother claim to be able to cure hundreds of poisons?”
After saying this, Na Hanjue's upset mood calmed down a little.
In order to interrupt his thoughts, Qingge snatched the fire mandarin flower from his hand, her face full of surprise, "It's so beautiful!"
Seeing that the indifferent Qing Ge could have such a favorite thing and such a violent reaction, Na Hanjue was happy and asked, "Do you like it?"
