Chapter 52 The Air Is Poisonous

In just one or two minutes, he escaped cleanly.

Qian Ling looked at the little things that fled with satisfaction, and jumped down from the tree.

Looking at the poisoned snakes under the tree, Qian Ling shook his head and sighed, "There is no way to go to heaven, but there is no way to go to hell."

Yao Nu pricked up his ears to listen, and suddenly cheered, "Master, can you still compose poetry? It's great!"

"It's your size." Qian Ling stretched out his hand and flicked on her leaf, striding towards the north.

Most of the poisons had crawled from the north, suggesting that there was something there that drew them together.

After walking two steps, looking at the dense grass in front of her, she suddenly stopped.

Taking out another small green bottle from his sleeve, Qian Ling sprayed some of the liquid on himself.

Yao Nu looked curiously, "Master, what is this?"

"Anti-mosquito." Qian Ling glanced at it. As a spirit beast of this era, how could it understand the new medicines of the 21st century.

It's not that I haven't seen poison in the forest before, so I must be prepared for self-defense.

Walking through quite a jungle, the front was covered with white, and the palm-sized poisonous mushrooms covered the whole depression. Qian Ling looked carefully, then suddenly picked up a stone and smashed it hard at the center of the poisonous mushrooms.

There was a rustling sound of fleeing all of a sudden, and all kinds of poisons fled into the jungle.

Qian Ling covered her nose, this place is full of poisonous substances, the air is poisonous, if she hadn't taken the medicine in advance, it would be difficult to resist the breath here.

Looking down at the spirit beast on her wrist, the drug slave who was still in high spirits and asked her questions just now was lying limply on her wrist, the green color turned into black and black, obviously severely poisoned.

"Master is so full, so full."

The drug slave itself is a medicine jar, and is not afraid of poison, but it is inevitable that he will hold on if he sucks too much venom.

Qian Ling flicked her leaves with her fingertips and reminded, "I warn you, don't sleep, you have to help me identify things."

She really didn't know what that dysentery looked like, and she found it by feeling.

"The drug slave knows, but master, have you told the drug slave not to eat?"

Yao Nu's voice was helpless.

The air is full of delicious food, and she can't eat it if she doesn't want to.

It was only then that Qian Ling discovered that the drug slave could not control her intake at all, and the poisonous breath would automatically seep into her body.

"I don't want to eat now? Just say no." Qian Ling shook his head, took out a small medicine bottle from his sleeve, and just gently poured a drop of transparent liquid on the medicine slave, and the medicine slave felt refreshed cried out, "It's so comfortable, the drug slave wants more, more."

"Hey, this is not bath water, how can I just waste it for you."

After speaking, Qian Ling put the cap on the bottle and put it away again.

Yao Nu groaned a few times, "Stingy."

But with this drop, the poisonous gas in the air seemed to be blocked, and could no longer penetrate into the drug slave's body.

It was only at this time that Yao Nu realized that Qian Ling was powerful, and its owner was almost omnipotent.

The moment it worshiped, Qian Ling had already approached the poisonous mushroom.When she was throwing the stone just now, she listened carefully, and it seemed that there was nothing under the poisonous mushroom.

Is it...

There was joy in Qian Ling's eyes, he looked up and looked around, suddenly grabbed a branch and jumped up the tree, his skill was as vigorous as a monkey's.

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