"What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Xiaomeng turned around and asked Fang Qing, who was grimacing in pain, with confusion.
"There's a sharp pain at the root of my thigh. That snake seems to have touched it just now, and it appears to be swelling up."
Fang Qing spoke with a weak voice, covering her sensitive area with both hands, her face twisted in agony.
She had just been licked by the Red Flame Snake, its saliva tainted with deadly poison.
But since her attention had been entirely on Zhang Xiaomeng, she hadn't noticed the discomfort in her body.
Now that the snake venom had taken effect, her area had swollen up like a small steamed bun, and the intense pain caused beads of cold sweat to stream down her forehead. Her graceful body couldn't stop trembling.
Upon hearing Fang Qing's words, Zhang Xiaomeng's face also showed a grave expression.
As a creature filled with lethal venom, the Red Flame Snake's bite was particularly dangerous for an ordinary woman like Fang Qing.
