At such a roar, Zhou Ning immediately stopped in his tracks. He wasn't afraid of corpses, but the things he loathed most were rats and snakes; these two creatures posed quite a sensory challenge.
After a moment, Sun Gaotie came out, holding two nearly two-meter-long snakes in his hand, squirming and struggling continuously, with red-brown patterns on them. Their heads were tightly pinched by Sun Gaotie, and their shapes were indistinct at the moment, making it impossible to tell if they were poisonous.
Yang Xuetong rushed out from behind, coughing along the way as he shouted to the outside.
"Quick, get us a woven bag; these are vipers."
