Not good!
Peach blossom-colored eyeshadow smeared by snake blood, adding three parts crimson.
Yun Qianlan's forearm hurt. She fought the instinct to open her eyes, and then her mood sank to the bottom.
The head of the red-eyed green snake on her arm had a ferocious three-inch gash torn open, deep enough to see the bone, and crimson snake blood trickled along her fingers to the ground. If the wound had been three points higher, the left red eye wouldn't have been spared!
How could this happen?
When did it happen?
"Oh, you're hurt, Sister Qianlan!"
"Quickly, stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding!"
"Ka ka."
The Heavenly Centipede rested on the shoulder, its hooked mouthparts moving open and closed.
