Chapter 227: Happiness Gives Birth to Sorrow

"Okay." Mu Qianqian responded with a smile.

The ghost-faced scorpion has arrived, the two of them naturally don't have to hide it anymore, and directly exude the aura of the strong, and the surrounding spirit beasts face the strong, it's too late to dodge, how can they take the initiative to step forward?

The two of them set up the tent neatly.

......

An hour later, after dinner, they were sitting on the mats in the tent eating the spirit fruit and chatting.

"These days are really dangerous, thanks to Brother Xuanyuan's righteous help, when I go back to deal with things, I will invite Brother Xuanyuan to go to the Drunken Immortal Building to have a good meal." Mu Qianqian said with a smile.

At the mention of the Drunken Immortal Building, Xuanyuan Heng's ruddy and slightly drunk cheeks appeared in his mind again, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly: "Since Brother Su is so kindly invited, how can I be unreasonable?" ”。

At this time, the two of them took off most of their guards and talked happily with each other, and even laughter could be heard outside the tent.

It's no wonder that there is Xuanyuan Heng exuding the aura of a strong man outward, how can there be spirit beasts that dare to approach?

However, there is a good saying, happiness begets sorrow, and it is very appropriate to use it here.

Among the glass jars on the table, one of the ghost-faced scorpions was unwilling, and was slamming the glass jar with all its might, and the jar was getting closer and closer to the table......

And Mu Qianqian and Xuanyuan Heng were chatting to the end, and there was also a whistling sound of wind and sand outside the tent, and no one paid attention to the abnormal movement on the table.

By the time they found out, it was too late.

The jar fell, the lid opened, and the ghost-faced scorpion was full of humiliation and unwillingness, and jumped with all its strength and rushed towards the person who was closest to him.

"Heart!" Mu Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, and quickly got up and pushed the person next to her.

Unfortunately, a step too late, the dark yellow-brown tail thorn stabbed hard at the back of the exposed hand, and the venom entered the body.

At the same time, Mu Qianqian pushed Xuanyuan Heng hard, but it didn't have much effect.

Xuanyuan Heng was stunned for a moment, looking at the marks on his hands and the ghost-faced scorpion on the ground in a daze, no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to move easily.

He is not an alchemist, but he also knows that he can't move freely when he is poisoned, so as not to deepen the poison.

"Brother Xuanyuan!"

Mu Qianqian was so anxious that she was about to cry, it was she who wanted to find the ghost-faced scorpion, and her father who wanted to detoxify, all of which had nothing to do with Xuanyuan Heng, but because he accompanied him this experience, he was highly poisonous!

For a moment, remorse, anger, and hatred poured into my heart at the same time, and anger ignited in my eyes, and killing intent suddenly appeared.

She quickly formed a seal in her hand, but she suddenly stopped the movement in her hand, and a cold and piercing chill hung under her eyes, releasing the coercion of the Spirit King's seventh order, firmly locking the beast.

He quickly took out a glass bottle that looked stronger from the ring, and arrested the culprit on the ground to prevent it from hurting people again.

She forced herself to resist the desire to kill it, and said fiercely: "You won't die so easily, I will let your blood dry alive, and then use your blood as a guide to cure Brother Xuanyuan." ”。

After speaking, she waved her sleeves, placed the three glass bottles in the center of the table, and quickly came to Xuanyuan Heng's side, her eyes full of concern and self-blame.

Because Xuanyuan Heng was not prepared at that time, he did not use spiritual power to protect his body in time, which caused the toxin to enter his body so quickly.

He felt that the spiritual power in his body was disappearing little by little, obviously it was a toxic attack, and it began to block the meridians, he looked at the person in front of him who cared about him so much, for some reason, he didn't regret it at all.