Click.

The claws touched the stone underground and made a sound.

Qian Mingkui finally noticed it.

He slowly looked down.

"You're bleeding?" he said in shock.

The big bird also looked down.

I saw a hole in my claws and blood was pouring out.

But such injuries are nothing—

Use a little soul power to restore it to its original state.

The big bird was about to stop the bleeding from himself, but Qian Mingkui asked nervously:

"Does it matter? Is that centipede poisonous? Are you feeling okay now?"

The big bird was stunned.

Qian Mingkui had already squatted down and hugged the bird's legs and said, "Horry, I'll help you suck out the poison!"

Suck out...

Just like last time?

For some reason, Big Bird felt his legs weak and his body lay on the ground.

"Oh no! You can't let the toxins spread!"

Qian Mingkui was shocked and hurriedly lay down to help the big bird suck.

The big bird suddenly froze and couldn't move as if it was covered in electricity.

It's this feeling.

Oh my God.

It's really this feeling...

"Ph, pah, pah, pah!"

Qian Mingkui spit out the poison, rinsed his mouth with a drink, and asked with concern:

"How are you?"

The big bird gasped on the ground for a few sounds, gradually woke up, and his eyes turned sharply.

no.

This man is his own weakness and must be eradicated.

It was about to rush, but suddenly pulled the wound and couldn't help but let out a low and humble chirping again.

"Not yet?" Qian Mingkui became even more worried.

The centipede's poison is indeed powerful, and it's tingling in his mouth.

But there is nothing to do.

This big bird is very interesting and you can't leave it alone.

Well, save people to the end.

"Have you bear it, I'll help you again." He said seriously.

You have to show your true skills!

I have practiced the noodles and absorbed skills for so many years—

Xiao Shi knew how great he was to eat noodles. He could suck the noodles clean in one breath and even lick the bowl for you!

There should be no problem with such force to remove toxins!

Qian Mingkui bent down, put his mouth on the bird's thigh, and sucked it hard—

The big bird had just recovered from the pain of his injury and was about to launch a killing move, but he was not careful that the man began to remove poison for himself again.

As soon as the familiar feeling came, the bird suddenly tensed up and his eyes couldn't stop dissipating.

Someone helps me to get rid of poison and cares about myself.

No...

Fascinated by this feeling...

What to kill or not!

Why must he be killed?

How short life is… so many unattainable goals…

Why not.

Hold it tightly.

This moment.
Chapter completed!