Yu Xiaogang stood naked before him. Tang San could clearly sense the disorder in Yu Xiaogang's breathing. His skin was flushed all over, radiating intense heat—he was obviously running a fever. Most eye-catching of all was that thing that had nowhere to go.
Tang San struggled constantly. His gaze sharpened as he thought to himself, Teacher, don't blame your disciple. I have no other choice.
At once, a large amount of Blue Silver Grass wrapped around the naked Yu Xiaogang, attempting to inject him with paralytic toxin. Yet for some reason, it had no effect, as though Yu Xiaogang possessed invincibility.
Tang San also exerted all his strength and finally freed one hand. Light flashed at his waist, and a dagger appeared in his grip.
"Teacher, you must have been poisoned without realizing it. Pain should help you wake up. Bear with it!"
Tang San spoke in a low voice. Just as he was about to strike, his entire body stiffened. He reacted exactly as Yu Xiaogang had and could not help glancing at that thing of his.
Tang San took antidote pills from his Soul Tool and had both himself and Yu Xiaogang swallow them, but their bodies remained beyond their control.
Mind: Every part of the body, wake up already!
Body: Wow, brother, you smell so good.
A perfect case of reading the message and replying with nonsense.
The two remained like that, while a pack of Gale Wolves watched them hungrily from a hundred meters away.
Less than a minute had passed since this sudden situation began.
Tang Hao wanted to reveal himself and rush over, but his entire body slammed into an invisible barrier, making his head ache. "Who the hell is playing tricks around here?!" Tang Hao roared furiously, Clear Sky Hammer in hand as