Clap!
Yang Tian sucked out a mouthful of corrupted blood, then held Lan Tingting's ankle in his mouth again, drawing out mouthfuls of rotten blood.
This snake was a Cyan Bamboo Snake, extremely venomous. A bite from this snake could bring immediate death within five minutes, so Yang Tian was very afraid, afraid that Lan Tingting would die from this. He ignored everything else and focused solely on extracting the snake venom from Lan Tingting's ankle.
Mouthfuls of rotten blood and snake venom were spat onto the ground.
"Brother Yang, I..."
Lan Tingting stared blankly at Yang Tian. Just a moment ago, she had been punching and kicking him, her nails scratching bloody marks on his body, even calling him a devil repeatedly.
But unexpectedly, Yang Tian did not hold a grudge and was desperately sucking the snake venom from her ankle.
Watching Yang Tian's tense and focused expression, a nameless emotion surged in Lan Tingting's heart.
