Han Moze and Liu Rushuang were people who were impervious to hundreds of poisons, so they didn't need to hold their breaths.
"Big sister, my head's so dizzy!" Little White Flower's body started swaying.
Liu Rushuang immediately carried Little White Flower and flew out of the building. They flew quite a far distance but many mosquitoes still chased after them.
Liu Rushuang turned around and thrust a palm behind her. Her flames burned the majority of the man-eating mosquitoes to death before they fell to the ground.
Standing in the distance, in the corner of a rooftop, Concubine Hui saw Han Moze's blue ice and Liu Rushuang's flames quickly extinguished the mosquitoes and tightly clenched her fists.
"I thought that even if they couldn't bite the two of them to death, then they would be poisoned to death. But now, how did things turn out like this? Why isn't this pathetic couple afraid of poison or being bitten?"
