Whoosh!
A silver-white sash shot out from Fu Ya's sleeve, darting like an incomparably agile snake toward the figure steadily approaching from the depths of the forest.
In just an instant, Xiao Yi Xian noticed that You Su in the Sword Box behind her had stopped trembling, as if the danger had already vanished.
As a Fifth-grade Alchemist, Liu Yan naturally noticed the streak of white light that had swiftly cut through his senses earlier. When he sensed it again, however, it was merely a sash covered in bloodstains.
There was no need to guess. He knew that the Elf Race Queen must have made her move. Even as he ate the sweet and delicious snake stew, a chill ran down his spine.
"A Dou Emperor expert... terrifying indeed."
He believed that if it had been aimed at killing him, he would already be dead. At the same time, a trace of worry flickered in his eyes as he looked at the slender green figure.
"Making a deal with a tiger—life and death are uncertain."
He was afraid Xiao Yi Xian's strength would be exposed, and that the Elf Race Queen would strike at her. After all, his young mistress carried far too many secrets.
As a Fifth-grade Magical Beast, Chi Han had not noticed any sash flying out earlier. Its eyes contained only the flesh of this powerful member of its own kind.
Its entire ferocious snake mouth kept devouring the springy, energy-rich meat. It even looked at the dazed Liu Yan with its large, puzzled eyes.
But it only glanced at him once. What could be more important than eating?
A snake that ate was a snake with spirit. When Su Jiu'er ate, she needed a basin—neither too big nor too small, just one the size of a