The two of them advanced towards Nangong Yan, surrounded by densely growing Poisonous Emperor Lotus. Many complex, thick stems blocked their path, creating a chaotic scene. In addition, the black water that reached up to their knees slowed their pace significantly.
Above them, after releasing its poison gas, the Poisonous Emperor Python turned back in confusion to look at its raised tail.
What’s going on?
Did it just accidentally fart?
Shaking the tip of its tail, the Poisonous Emperor Python didn’t think much of it. Eating too much Emperor Lotus inevitably upset its stomach, and losing control of the tail that emitted poison gas was normal. But it had spat out enough to clear its head a little.
It lowered its head, quickly shaking it in the black water to wash out the bitter taste in its mouth, then opened wide to bite down on another cluster of Poisonous Emperor Lotus.
"Crunch, rustle..."
Large swaths of the tough, crisp Poisonous Emperor Lotus were crunched apart under its sharp fangs, releasing a lot of dense, black juice. A rich floral fragrance, with a hint of ferntation, wafted through the air, making people feel dizzy.
Qian Qi turned his head and silently signaled Su Ang to cover his nose and mouth. Although the fragrance wasn’t highly toxic, it could intoxicate the mind, and too much of it could make one faint from intoxication.
Su Ang shook his head slightly, replying with spiritual power, "It’s fine, I’m resistant to poison."
Qian Qi was a little surprised, then realized that it made sense for Su Ang to have so resistance to poison after conquering so many instances, and nodded, continuing on.
The Poisonous Emperor Python, having finished eating the Emperor Lotus, lightly vibrated its jet-black ear wings, emitting a very rhythmic rustling. Its long, muscular body swayed through the flower clusters, crushing the Poisonous Emperor Lotus beneath it. However, the stems of the lotuses were incredibly resilient, standing tall again once it passed, and splashing black water like beauties erging from a bath.
The python’s eyes, like molten gold, were enraptured, its large head swaying gently in mid-air like a slightly tipsy girl dancing gracefully in a music hall. After a while, it lowered its head, the dark blue scales lightly brushing past the Emperor Lotus petals, finally settling among the cluster of Poisonous Emperor Lotus, closing its eyes for a nap.
"The python is drunk," Qian Qi whispered. "Su Ang, what’s the probability of you killing it now?"
After waiting for a while, Qian Qi didn’t hear a response from behind and was about to turn his head, when he felt sothing heavy fall on his shoulder.
He glanced down slightly, catching a glimpse of a strand of silvery hair.
Qian Qi: ???
Hey man? Hey man, what’s wrong? Don’t scare !
He hurriedly raised his hand to support the fallen Su Ang, glimpsing the young man’s flushed cheeks from the intoxication, and couldn’t help but "smack" his helt.
Dude! Seriously?! After bragging so much, it turns out you’re only resistant to poison, not intoxication?!
"Dizzy..." Fortunately, the young man still had so consciousness, speaking in a voice quieter than a mosquito as he leaned on Qian Qi’s shoulder, "Rest a bit..."
"Resting won’t help, the fragrance’s aftereffects are fierce, you’ll just get dizzier and end up passing out!"
"Mm..." The silver-haired young man’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, struggling to keep his eyes open, but the more he tried, the sleepier he beca. His arms gradually lost strength, and he ended up slumping against Qian Qi, "So sleepy..."
Qian Qi quickly caught Gong Qiang, who was about to slip into the black water from Su Ang’s back, finding himself at a loss for words as he looked at the two, one dizzy from scenting a snake, the other from being drunk.
"If I ever go into an instance with you two again, I’m a pig!!!"
The live stream viewers watching this couldn’t help but laugh and cry:
[--Poor Brother Dog, having to take care of the two strongest ones despite being the weakest.]
[--What motivates Brother Dog to accompany these heirs into an A-level dungeon alone? Is it true love?]
[--But Su i Ren’s drunk look is really beautiful prprpr...]
[--Am I the only one wondering how Brother Dog plans to handle Su Ang and Gong Qiang? With Brother Dog’s strength, can he carry one on each side?]
[--Are you a devil? Oh no, I can’t get that image out of my head now!]
[--No way, given Brother Dog’s roughly 165 cm stature, carrying one on each side would an both heirs’ heads would end up in the black water!]
[--Brother Dog: Hey, how about so courtesy up there?]
After a mont of speechlessness, Qian Qi resignedly carried Su Ang on his back, then turned to look at the still-dazed Gong Qiang.
He took a deep breath, freed one hand, and knelt Gong Qiang down on the ground before removing his Defense Helt.
[--What is he going to do?]
[--Is he putting the helt on Su Ang? To prevent him from passing out?]
[--But what about Gong Qiang then?]
The next second, the live stream viewers saw Qian Qi lift his right hand and slap Gong Qiang’s big face "smack."
The live stream viewers: ???
One big slap directly woke Gong Qiang up. He held his stinging cheek in bewildernt, asking, "What? What! Who hit !"
"You’re finally awake," Qian Qi said with a forced smile, putting the helt back on his head, "La Qiang, prepare yourself ntally, don’t faint again!"
"Huh? Oh, oh..." Gong Qiang responded sluggishly, finally recalling what had happened and quickly wiped cold sweat away out of guilt, "Don’t worry, I won’t faint again."
"Carry him," Qian Qi said, tossing Su Ang onto Gong Qiang’s back.
Gong Qiang knew he was in the wrong and quickly caught Su Ang, hoisting him onto his back, then realized sothing was off. "Huh? Wait a minute? Why is Su Ang passed out too?"
"The scent around here is intoxicating, he passed out," Qian Qi explained succinctly.
"What?!" Gong Qiang exclaid in shock, "If he’s passed out, how are we supposed to kill the boss?!"
"Keep your voice down!" Qian Qi snapped, slapping his helt, "Even a mosquito makes noise! Do you want to wake the Emperor Python?!"
Gong Qiang quickly fell silent, the two-ter-tall robust man suddenly looking like a wronged little wife, softly saying, "But he’s our main combat power! How could he be so careless?"
"Don’t you have a brain?" Qian Qi said, looking at Gong Qiang with a helpless expression, "When you entered an A-level dungeon, didn’t you consider this possibility?"
"But it’s Su Ang," Gong Qiang said with a confident face, "How is this possible..."
Qian Qi: ...
"And didn’t you co along for the money too?" Gong Qiang defended himself in a small voice.
Qian Qi: ...
Thanks, but I’m not like you guys. I have a brain, and you don’t.
"What now?" Gong Qiang, unable to co up with a plan, could only place his hopes on Qian Qi.
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