Chapter 893 Being Molested
This snake exerted such terrifying power on him, but its face was calm, as if the tail that was tightening crazily was not his abnormality.
His power is like a river of quicksand, so deadly that it cannot be shaken. The more you struggle, the stronger the power rebounds.
It was because of seeing Vincent that Mitchell realized that this snake beast also came to him for the antidote.
There are no animal marks on his face. Like Moore, he is also a four-marked beast or above.
"You can't save the female cub even if you get the antidote!"
Mitchell said these words with his last breath, with a calm face, without even struggling, only the increasingly ugly expression on his face showed that his situation was very bad.
The snake's tail stopped tightening, and the snake beast with dazzling red hair opened its red lips, and the sound it exhaled seemed to have a chill, which for no reason lowered the temperature of the stone castle, which was as hot as a furnace.
"Antidote!"
After saying that, Curtis pulled back the snake's tail and shook the Scorpion King away.
Mitchell was thrown hard against the stone wall, then fell heavily onto the stone slab, spitting out a mouthful of blue blood.
Mitchell wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand, looked at the two men and stood up, and waved.
The scorpion beasts in the house filed away.
Mitchell calmly walked to the throne and sat down, but the moment he sat down, his expression twisted for a moment.
He curled his lips and smiled with unbridled arrogance.
"The amount of poison in the female cub is very light. Using my high-concentration antidote to save her will definitely kill her."
"Hiss~" Curtis spit out the letter, his aura getting colder.
Vincent took Curtis's wrist and stood up.
"We don't want your life, we just want the antidote."
"I promised Bai Qingqing's other suitor that I will give you the antidote as soon as possible. Go back and wait."
"Time." Curtis cherished words like gold.
Mitchell glanced at the box containing the antidote, pondered for a moment, and said, "I can't guarantee this. I have to slowly control the concentration of the antidote ingredients. There is no rush."
Curtis is also a poisonous orc and understands the instability of venom. Many factors will affect their control of venom. It is really hard to say.
Pushing this scorpion beast too tight will definitely affect his control of the concentration of the antidote.
"Before the moon is full, otherwise I will come and get it myself." Curtis said coldly, turned around and swam out.
Vincent nodded to the Scorpion King and followed suit.
Mitchell immediately bounced up as if a spring had been pressed on his buttocks, holding his buttocks and gasping for air.
Damn it! Why are Bai Qingqing's partners so much stronger than the other?
Mitchell felt a little relieved when he thought of the sick leopard.
But if he knew the age of the "sick" leopard, this relief would probably disappear.
"Hello!"
Bai Qingqing waved her hand in front of Mitchell, "Come back to your senses!"
Mitchell woke up from his memories and grabbed Bai Qingqing's hand.
After touching it, Mitchell said in a natural and unadded aria: "So soft, so warm, so slippery, so small..."
After several good ones in a row, Bai Qingqing got goosebumps all over her body and quickly pulled her hand back.
Mitchell was naturally reluctant to give up, and the two started a tug-of-war.
Mitchell's hand was like a big iron plier. Bai Qingqing's hand hurt when he pulled it out, and his face wrinkled up, but he didn't give up.
The black spar on Mitchell's chest flickered, and his eyes suddenly became dazed. Bai Qingqing escaped from the scorpion's claws and fell to the ground.