Chapter 34: Beautiful Poison Treatment

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The headless corpse, which was full of vulgar appearance, was gusty and violent, and fell on the pebbles of the mountain stream as blood blew. The headless corpse, which fell to the ground and was full of trauma, was still twitching.

"Qianqian!" Lei Qing hurriedly suppressed the injuries on his body, hurriedly picked up Zuo Qianqian, and checked the injuries on her back. After reading it, he felt a little relieved. Although Situ Nan was powerful, he suddenly started to hurt people at the last moment, and in fact he had reached the end of his strength. After all, he seemed to be powerful but no longer had much lethality. After all, he was so vital that Situ Nan, who had even been hit by a Thousand-Mechanical Crossbow in his throat and chest, could really exert the power of a Saint-level powerful man. It was strange.

Zuo Qianqian was lucky that her back bones did not break, but she was shocked and suffered some internal injuries and was beaten to death.

"Huh." After Lei Qing touched her breath, his tense mind finally completely relaxed. He took off his wolf fur coat and found a flatter and dry place nearby, and hugged Zuo Qianqian on it. After all, he just fainted. After a while, he would slowly wake up with the repair of his body functions.

At this moment, after slapping a palm, Leng Yuewu, who was directly rushing to faint, started moaning. Lei Qing hurriedly took his space ring from Zuo Qianqian's fingers, took out the white tiger skin and spread it on the flat ground. Then he went up to hug Leng Yuewu who was pounced on the pile of rocks.

Before she fought with Situ Nan, Lei Qing could see clearly. She should not have any injuries, but was shot by two vicious needles, plus a sperm of lewd medicine called Qihuihehuan San. However, Lei Qing did not dare to underestimate these two toxins. As a holy assassin, the thief saint, who is a saint-level assassin, is regarded as a trump card for the use of Leng Yuewu's poison that is stronger than him. How could it be simple?

With memory, Lei Qing untied her white clothes and exposed her shoulders. Her crystal clear skin as snow, and her sexy appearance made the injured Lei Qing saliva. But further down, when the place was about to rise slightly, a touch of black was shocking, but he was so happy that he could not help but go all out.

Looking closely, you can see a nihilated needle on both sides, almost no needles were entered, leaving only a thin needle tail. Lei Qing did not dare to be careless about this poisonous needle. He first brought Qianqian's space ring, stimulated the space formation, and found some herbs, small knives, candles, etc.

After spending a lot of effort, Lei Qing carefully took out the two poison needles and wrapped them in the animal skin to hide them. Although the venom on these two poison needles has been consumed almost, it is still good if it is used to deal with some low-level monsters or enemies.

But then, Lei Qing was a little embarrassed. Although the Lei family has always trained the family's children to the military, first aid is also one of the must-learn subjects for the family. However, Lei Qing has always learned this subject. He has improved a little with his escape. However, he is a little overwhelmed with how to deal with poison wounds. I vaguely remember that he has to release poison blood.

He made some clean and clear mountain streams, roasted a small knife, and cut a cross star at the thickest part of the needle mouth. Black blood surged out and wiped it quickly. Fortunately, Leng Yuewu was worthy of being a saint-level strongman. Even in a coma, the remaining ice fighting energy in his body was still struggling to resist the invasion of poison juice on his whole body and controlled it within a nearby range.

But the poisonous blood stopped after a while. In desperation, Lei Qing had to start pushing her skin and squeeze out the poisonous blood. As the cycle continued, the poisonous juice had been removed for ten thousand times. But the remaining black could not be pushed out.

Lei Qing thought of the way to absorb snake venom again, and guessed that there seemed to be no wound in his mouth. He leaned down and put his mouth on the wound, and gently sucked it.

At this time, Lei Qing had no evil thoughts in his heart, after all, it was to help her detoxify and treat her. But Lei Qing never expected that the jade man under her body had already woken up when he helped to check the wound.

Even though she knew that Lei Qing was treating her well-intentionedly, she would not treat his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and did stupid things like pushing him away. Just to avoid both parties being embarrassed, she could only pretend not to know and continue to pretend to be unconscious. In fact, at this time, her delicate body had already become soft and powerless because of the seven emotions and loves. She could not push even if she wanted to.

Unexpectedly, as he was healing, he began to help her massage to cure poison. But Leng Yuewu was awake and knew that Lei Qing might not have the intention to eat tofu seriously. But even though he knew, the needle was already at the uphill slope of the valley. If he wanted to push out the poison blood, he would naturally need to expand to the surrounding area. This expansion had already covered a small half of the slope.

Leng Yuewu grew up in Yuehan Palace, one of the Douqi holy places. She was drunk and practiced. Later, she practiced the unique Yuehan magic skill in the palace. This technique itself has a strong restraint on the seven emotions and six desires. She is cold and does not like to communicate with others. This also made her nickname the Ice Fairy when she became famous. When she became the saint and became famous all over the world, she was named the Ice Sword Saint.

The so-called Han Bing does not only refer to the ice fighting spirit she practices, but also refers to her personality and way of being a human being.

Leng Yuewu believes that she is also pure and innocent. She is very fond of her reputation and is also cold to all kinds of outstanding men who pursue her, keeping others thousands of miles away. She has never pretended to be a man in her life. It can even be said to extremes that she has never even been touched by a man so far.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of Leng Yuewu that many suitors flock to her, and she frantically pursued her as the Ice Goddess, who was high above and looked up to others and could not be desecrated.

But today, she not only touched Lei Qing, but also touched so thoroughly. If this is to be spread, it will probably cause the fanatical fans of the Ice Sword Saint to fall into a state of hysteria. Lei Qing is just waiting for countless masters to chase and kill them continuously.

For Leng Yuewu, struggling to resist the seven emotions and the auspiciousness of Huans is already a test of willpower. Fortunately, she practiced the Yuehan magic skill, and was born with a strong suppression of the seven emotions and six desires. Otherwise, even if it were other holy women, they would have fallen into the erotic description of Situ Nan, who was in heat and waves, and rushed to ask for favor.

Being able to control for the time being does not mean that she is completely unaffected. Although she is a holy rank, she is still a woman in essence. Under Situ Nan’s careful configuration of lustful poison, the deepest part of her heart was already being teased bit by bit, and Lei Qing’s massage in her sensitive area just now, with the slight pleasure and expectation, and even endless desire. Her firm willpower is about to reach the verge of collapse.

However, this is not over. At the last moment, when Lei Qing used his mouth to suck the residual poison juice, the extremely sensitive stimulation, like a storm, impacted Leng Yuewu's willpower that had finally been built, was guarding against. The continuous and stimulating feeling, one after another, stimulating her endlessly.

Just as Lei Qing sucked out his last mouthful of poison juice and his blood turned black and red, he breathed a sigh of relief. Leng Yuewu, who had a very firm will, collapsed under the pleasure of burning flames.

"Whisper~" Leng Yuewu, who was regarded as a goddess by countless outstanding men, made a pleasant and gentle moan deep in her throat.

Lei Qing was shocked. Could it be that Leng Yuewu had just been awake? Although what she did to her was for healing purposes, God knew that the female swordsman who had lost her mind would listen to her explanation?

However, he no longer had to explain. Leng Yuewu's pair of arms had already hugged him heavily, pressed him down, and crawled on her delicate body.

Moreover, Leng Yuewu's lifelong life has always been suppressed and has never been released. Many things are often suppressed, and once they lose control, it will become more violent, like a mountain torrent that will be out of control.

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