This one step back saved Yang Xiao's life.
The moment he stepped back, a streak of black and white lightning shot out abruptly from the spot where the Qiyelan was.
In that instant, Yang Xiao's hair stood on end, as a heavy threat of death loomed over him.
However, the sense of deadly threat quickly receded in Yang Xiao's heart, replaced by the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake that sent shivers down his spine.
Indeed, at the spot where Yang Xiao had just been, a sinister snake with black and white ringed patterns was staring at him with its cold, unblinking eyes.
It flicked its tongue in and out non-stop, exuding an intensely oppressive aura.
Clearly, the sinister snake before Yang Xiao's eyes was no ordinary venomous snake.
Yang Xiao, looking at the poisonous snake, had a sense of having escaped death.
Fortunately, he hadn't continued picking the Qiyelan flowers, and fortunately, he had instinctively backed away a distance.
