CH 20

Suck… suck… suck….

Jiang Mu sucked up at Xue Menghan’s calf wound.

Those blackened and thickened blood immediately turned into a warm stream after entering his mouth.

The warm stream passed through his throat, crossed his chest cavity, and eventually converged in his abdomen’s dantian.

Gradually.

Within the dantian, a black, marble-sized pill began to condense out.

“This is the Poison Explosion Pill, right?”

Jiang Mu could see the situation within his dantian.

It was the small blue space, and the black Poison Explosion pill was hovering quietly in mid-air.

After the Poison Explosion Pill stopped condensing, Jiang Mu’s mouth left Xue Meng Han’s calf.

And he saw.

The bloody hole that had been sucked no longer looked black and had turned back into a normal wound.

Even the blood had stopped flowing.

Obviously, the toxin from that wound had been sucked out.

The dog system was awesome!

Jiang Mu praised it heartily.

Xue Menghan also stopped crying and looked at him nervously as she wiped her tears.

“Jiang Mu, am I, am I still saved ….”

“Yes! Don’t worry, I will definitely make Menghan happy!”

Jiang Mu gave her a comforting smile.

Then, one by one, he sucked the other blackened blood holes in her legs.

And so it went.

After sucking all the blackened blood holes on Xue Menghan’s two calves.

Xue Menghan could clearly feel a painful sensation from her lower legs.

” I can feel something! Jiang Mu I can feel my legs wooooooooooooo!”

She was so happy that she cried again, like an innocent little girl who had lost and found something.

Next to her, Ding Nanrong was amazed.

She also couldn’t understand it.

It was logical.

The poison had entered the bone marrow, which almost meant it was hopeless.

But Jiang Mu had sucked the toxin out with his mouth?

And he himself did not seem to be affected by the toxin.

Could it be.

Does he have a secret unknown to everyone in his body?

I’ll have to check his body when we return.

“Rong’er, give me medicinal ointment, the kind of top quality ointment that heals wounds.”

Jiang Mu wiped the blood from the side of his mouth and said to Ding Nanrong.

Ding Nanrong took out a white jade bottle with medicinal liquid from her Nascent Ring and handed it to him.

By the way, she lightly reminded him.

” On her thigh, there’s still a wound.”

There was still a thigh?

Without another word, Jiang Mu directly lifted Xue Menghan’s flowery green skirt.

Then he grabbed her thigh and scanned it carefully, seriously, up and down, 360 degrees, more than ten times.

Just to see clearly the condition of the wound on her thigh.

Xue Menghan covered it with her hand in panic, ashamed, and indignant: “Rascal!

“Rascal! You, you don’t look!”

Do you think I want to see it?

How can I suck you if I don’t look!

Damn it!

Jiang Mu cursed in his heart.

On the surface, however, feigning a concerned and heartbroken expression.

” Menghan, bear with me, I’ll suck up the last of the toxin now, I’ll definitely cure you!”

After the act, he didn’t bother to pay attention to her screaming objections.

Just then.

A furious yell came from the forest in the distance.

“Bastard! What are you doing to Menghan! Let her go!”

A black shadow sprang out of the forest and headed straight for Jiang Mu’s trio’s position.

“Rong’er, block him first!”

Jiang Mu didn’t stop and continued to bury his head inside her skirt and suck on them. (T/N: Would )

He heard it out. The voice was Ling Aotian’s.

As the male protagonist, Ling Aotian saw Xue Menghan, the female protagonist, being fooled by the villain like this.

Why wouldn’t he run away on the spot?

If Ling Aotian rampaged, here, only Ding Nanrong would be able to hold him back.

After all, Ling Aotian had a golden finger.

That is, that Demon God realm master of his own.

Ding Nanrong took two steps forward, her body surging with spiritual energy and her skirt hair swirling slightly.

Her gaze was indifferent as she looked at Ling Aotian, who was coming at them furiously.

Just when the two sides were nearly ten meters apart.

Boom!

An invisible yet powerful oppression emanated from Ding Nanrong’s abdominal dantian, crushing towards Ling Aotian like a mountain overturning the sea.

“Poof!”

Ling Aotian was pressured to the point where he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees on the spot.

The powerful oppression was so overwhelming that he could no longer advance a single bit!

He looked up with difficulty.

It was as if what stood in front of him was not Ding Nanrong, but an imposing mountain!

That mountain-like mighty pressure was emanating from none other than Ding Nanrong!

“This is… Spiritual pressure!”

Ling Aotian was astounded.

Spiritual pressure, could suppress the spiritual power of others, making it difficult for one to cast spiritual arts and immobilize.

Spiritual pressure, only when one’s cultivation level has reached the Returned Origin realm, can they possess it!

With his current cultivation level at the Spirit Gathering Realm, he was unable to resist Ding Nanrong’s powerful spirit pressure!

“Master! I… Need strength!!!”

Ling Aotian, who was kneeling, nearly roared up.

In his mind, however, came the hoarse, cold voice of a little girl.

[Dumbass, look at Xue Menghan’s leg first.]

Menghan’s leg?

Ling Aotian’s gaze passed over Ding Nanrong and looked at Xue Menghan, who was lying and crying.

Her calves were covered in blood, with white mucus covering them in multiple places.

“Master, this is?”

[There is a Blood Poison Demon Tree by the lake, so I think, Xue Menghan was infested with the tree demon’s poison.]

[And Jiang Mu, should be saving her.]

What!

Menghan was poisoned?

The Blood Poison Demon Tree?

Ling Aotian’s complexion changed greatly.

He turned his head to look at the edge of the lake.

There was a huge fiery red tree that had been split in two, with countless branches filled with poisonous thorns.

There were also five withered and dried corpses on the ground, which were Xue Menghan’s guards.

He turned back to Jiang Mu, who was buried under Xue Menghan’s skirt, not knowing what he was doing.

The anger in his eyes gradually flared up and he secretly swore.

“I hope he’s really saving Menghan! Otherwise, I will definitely kill him with my hands!”

With difficulty, he stood up and jumped back with all his might, away from Ding Nanrong’s spiritual pressure.

Seeing this, Ding Nanrong then withdrew her spiritual pressure.

At the same time, she evaluated Ling Aotian in her mind.

“To resist my spiritual pressure with just the cultivation level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, this male protagonist is indeed extraordinary.”

She couldn’t help but glance back at Jiang Mu, who was lying on the ground, her face showing an odd expression.

“If it were this guy instead, he would probably be crushed to death straight away.”

At this moment, Jiang Mu was already finished.

He put his arm around Xue Menghan’s waist, put her hand over his shoulder, and slowly lifted her up.

“Menghan, try to stand up.”

Xue Menghan wiped away her tears and slowly stood up nervously.

She felt her legs, weak and aching.

But because the tree demon’s poison had all been absorbed by Jiang Mu.

So apart from the weakness and pain, there was no more blood loss.

There was no longer any abnormality.

” It is fine! Jiang Mu my leg is better woooooooooo!”

Xue Menghan hugged Jiang Mu and cried out happily.

This scared Jiang Mu to death.

Shit!

You’re the heroine, and here you’re hugging a villain!

That is even in front of the male lead himself!

And with you like this, how am I supposed to continue playing the licking dog. How am I supposed to play a villain and to let Ling Aotian teach me a lesson, and how am I supposed to run away like a dog in distress!

The plot is not going anywhere!

Jiang Mu hurriedly tried to push Xue Menghan away.

However, he couldn’t. His own strength was not as strong as hers.

“Menghan, that, Ling Aotian is coming for you, you should go back to the airship with him quickly.”

“Wooooooooo!!!”

What the hell are you whimpering for!

Jiang Mu’s heart was burning with anxiety.

Damn, this Xue Menghan persona, it must be crooked!

She was already a bit off from the previous withdrawal episode!

Jiang Mu struggled while looking ahead at Ling Aotian in the distance.

Silently praying in his heart.

I hope Ling Aotian, the male lead, will follow the plot and come over to beat me up….

At this moment, Ling Aotian’s fists were clenched and his gaze contained fire.

He really wanted to rush over and rip Jiang Mu away from Xue Meng Han’s soft arms and beat him to death again.

But Jiang Mu had indeed saved Xue Menghan.

If he were to attack him, I was afraid that he would be talked down to.

Ling Aotian took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his emotions.

He looked at the two of them, who were hugging each other, and held back his anger, saying in as calm a tone as possible.

“Patriarch Jiang, thank you for saving Menghan, now, could you please let go of her.”

Bloody hell?

The male lead didn’t get mad?

I had skin-to-skin contact with the heroine right in front of you!

Instead of coming over and beating me up, you’re thanking me, the villain?

No! He had to stand up for himself.

In order to advance the plot and to have Ling Aotian beat himself up.

Jiang Mu decided to sacrifice his sexuality!

He cupped Xue Menghan’s pretty face with his hands.

Then.

Under Ling Aotian’s bad premonition.

Under Ding Nanrong’s curious gaze.

Under Xue Menghan’s dumbfounded look.

Chu–uuu!!!