His movements were quick, and soon the fire was lit. The bright light shone on his face, and his face looked much gentler.

If these menial tasks were done by ordinary people, it would be just menial work. However, these actions of chopping wood and making fire are performed by Murong Canghai, but they have a heart-stirring force and make people's hearts move.

But Su Yueming had no intention of appreciating these. Her heart was always on the snake behind her.

Her eyes were fixed on Murong Canghai's face, observing his every move.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when he lowered his head to add firewood, she quietly flicked the snake's seven inches with her thumb, eight times in total, and then the rattlesnake suddenly regained consciousness.

"Shhhhh..." Su Yueming made two low sounds from his mouth——

I saw that the rattlesnake suddenly became excited after hearing this sound. It snarled as fast as it could and bit Murong Canghai's right hand that was making fire. The back of the hand appeared.

There was a bloody hole, and then it crawled away as fast as possible.

Murong Canghai paused suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he glanced at the place where he was bitten on the back of his hand.

He suddenly looked back at Su Yueming——

She, she actually, actually drove a snake to bite him, and this snake was a somewhat venomous rattlesnake.

Murong Canghai picked up a firewood stick with his left hand neatly and swung it violently. The firewood stick flew out and penetrated the rattlesnake's seven inches with a squeak. The snake rolled several times on the spot, and then

It stopped moving, leaving only a pool of smelly blood.

He felt a severe stinging and burning sensation on the back of his hand, and felt dizzy for a while. Then his lips began to turn white and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You..." He opened his mouth, turned around, and saw Su Yueming's malicious eyes and the cold mockery in his eyes.

At this moment, she looks like a vicious fairy!

Su Yueming's eyes contained surprise and sadness.

He was about to raise his hand to say something, but his body tilted and fell to the ground. He felt that his body became heavy and there was a burning feeling all over his body.

Su Yueming smiled coldly and watched as his face became paler and the bitten area began to swell and turn purple-black.

"This snake is highly venomous. It's useless if you kill it. No one will come to save you. You will die soon. You will die soon!" She sat where she was, smiling and wanting to laugh.

It's like flying.

Murong Canghai slowly closed his eyes in front of her, slowly lost consciousness, and slowly fell into coma.

Isn't this the result she wants?

With Murong Canghai's death, the ending of the Zhou Dynasty being devoured can be rewritten, and the prince's great revenge can be avenged at once. What a wonderful ending this is.

She quietly looked at him lying unconscious on the ground. His face gradually changed from pale to dark purple, and even his usually cold and charming lips began to turn black.

The poison in his body is getting deeper and deeper.

Su Yueming lay next to him and closed his eyes. If he didn't send a signal, then when his people found them, they would find that the King of Beiyuan, whom millions of people respected, had turned into a cold corpse.

However, her mind could not calm down. All she could think of was Murong Canghai's cold, charming, malicious, angry, or affectionate face, and his voice echoed in her ears.

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