Chapter 831

Knowing this is the top priority, Wan Shitong nodded through gritted teeth.

After smearing some medicine on the short blade, Chen Ang looked at the center point and cut it down with one knife!

The moment the skin was cut, black blood sprayed out from his leg. Chen Ang was quick-witted, dodged, and successfully avoided it.

Only a moment later, the blood stopped spraying, and Chen Ang took the opportunity to coat his hands with medicine, then stepped forward again.

Pinching the skin on both sides of the leg tightly, Chen Ang squeezed the poisonous blood inside forcefully.

The pain struck instantly, Wan Shitong turned pale, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and soon his clothes were soaked.

Sensing Wan Shitong's change, Chen Ang lifted his hem and handed it to his lips.

"Endure a bit more, it will be fine soon."

Grabbing that hem, Wan Shitong bit it tightly with his teeth regardless.

Not caring about him, Chen Ang put all his attention on his wound.

His hands squeezed repeatedly, and at this time black blood still appeared.

Frowning tightly, Chen Ang began to repeat the squeezing action mechanically.

I don't know how long it took, the black blood gradually mixed with some red.

Seeing this red, Chen Ang seemed to see hope, and the movements in his hands became more energetic.

And at this time, Wan Shitong lying on the ground was pale to the extreme, as if he was about to faint, but the pain struck in waves, and now even fainting was a luxury for him! So he could only endure it, letting the pain strike wave after wave.

After about half an incense stick of time, the blood flowing out of the wound finally turned completely red.

Looking at the bright red blood, Chen Ang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, patted Wan Shitong on the abdomen, and asked softly: "How is it? Are you okay?"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Wan Shitong looked at him with difficulty.

"Boss, do I need to continue?"

"No need, the poisonous blood has been discharged, it's just some skin and flesh injuries, the bones are fine."

Not only were his bones fine, Wan Shitong breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and patted his chest with lingering fear.

"Fortunately the bones are fine, fortunately, fortunately."

Seeing his appearance of lingering fear, Chen Ang couldn't help but laugh.

"This matter is indeed fortunate, but I have to thank you for your life; endure a bit more, I'll sprinkle medicine on your leg and then bandage it."

"Good, I've endured the most difficult times, so just go ahead."

Seeing his expression of being ready to die, Chen Ang laughed, took out the medicine given by Xing Tian, sprinkled half a bottle on Wan Shitong's leg, and then wrapped it with a clean cloth.

After helping Wan Shitong up, Chen Ang asked softly: "How do you feel now? It doesn't hurt as much, right?"

After feeling it carefully, Wan Shitong's eyes instantly lit up.

"It really doesn't hurt as much, and it feels a bit cool; Boss, what medicine did you use?"

"It's my master's secret recipe."

"No wonder the effect is so good, it turns out to be my master's secret recipe."

"Hmm, this medicine will make the skin and flesh recover extremely fast; you rest well first, I'll guard you."

Hearing Chen Ang's words, Wan Shitong felt a bit guilty.

"Boss, I'm sorry! I held you back."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you hadn't accompanied me, could I have walked here? Now we are in the depths of the Prison of Sins, and the stench is getting stronger and stronger; I think we should be arriving soon. Now there are not many safe places, we cannot act rashly, so you rest here first, and we

Sniffing, Wan Shitong discovered that the stench here was indeed already very thick; it was just that his mind had been on his leg earlier, so he had ignored it.

Leaning against Chen Ang's shoulder, Wan Shitong used his Qi to protect himself, trying his best to shield himself from the foul odor outside.

"Boss, I'm a bit tired. Protect me for a while; I'm going to rest for a bit."

"Just rest with peace of mind. With me here, we live together and we die together."

After hearing these words from Chen Ang, Wan Shitong's heart was completely set at ease, and he closed his eyes peacefully.

Feeling his breathing gradually become steady, Chen Ang then helped him lie down on the stone slab and covered him with his own clothes.

Rising to his feet, Chen Ang looked around. When he saw the southeast direction, he vaguely discovered a faint red light over there.

With a surge of joy in his heart, he hurriedly stood on tiptoe and looked in that direction with all his might.

After looking carefully, a smile appeared on his face.

No wonder the stench here was so thick; it turned out they were already so close to the Fire-Red Flowers. However, he couldn't quite figure out how such beautiful flowers as the Fire-Red Flowers could emit such a foul odor.

After shaking his head with a smile, Chen Ang's gaze fell on the surroundings again. After examining them closely, he did not see any shadows of the Demon race. For some reason, the silence at this moment made him feel somewhat flustered. This feeling was like the calm before a storm, making one feel exceptionally anxious.

As the sky turned bright, Wan Shitong slowly opened his eyes.

Sensing the movement on his side, Chen Ang hurriedly turned his head to look.

After examining him closely, Chen Ang discovered that his complexion was much more ruddy; it was clear that his strength had recovered somewhat.

Quickly stepping forward, Chen Ang brought the water canteen to his lips.

Seeing Chen Ang's action, Wan Shitong couldn't help but chuckle.

"Boss, my injury is on my leg, not my hand. I can handle a small matter like drinking water myself; there's no need to feed me."

Hearing that he had the strength to joke with him, Chen Ang breathed a slight sigh of relief and naturally let his gaze fall on his leg.

Knowing what he was thinking, Wan Shitong lifted that leg and moved it a little.

"Don't say, Teacher Xing Tian's medicine is truly effective. I just applied the medicine last night, and today I don't feel anything. If it weren't for this cloth still wrapped around it, I would have forgotten that I was ever injured."

Looking into his eyes, Chen Ang asked seriously, "Is it really not painful anymore?"

"Really, I don't feel anything at all. If you don't believe me, try patting it."

After hearing his words, Chen Ang reached out his hand.

The moment he raised his hand, he looked into Wan Shitong's eyes again. Seeing that there was no tension or panic in them, and that they even carried a hint of a smile, Chen Ang finally let out a heavy sigh of relief and lowered the hand he had raised.

"Not afraid at all; it seems you are truly recovered. Drink some water to replenish yourself first. Now that the sky is bright, it's time for us to continue moving forward."

"Alright, I slept for a long time last night, and I've recovered quite a bit. Let's hurry and leave; otherwise, if I continue to be harassed by this stench, I'll be fumigated into a faint if we don't move."

Hearing his words, Chen Ang couldn't help but chuckle.

After resting for a while, the two set off on the road again.

Yesterday, Chen Ang had already locked onto the direction of the Fire-Red Flowers, so today they didn't have to worry about which path to take. After getting up, they headed straight for the southeast.

After rushing forward for a while, the path ahead began to become narrower and narrower, and the stench began to become thicker and thicker, so thick that both of them could barely keep their eyes open.

Squinting their eyes as they moved forward, they didn't know how much time had passed before the two finally saw a patch of fiery red.

Staring at the Fire-Red Flowers before them, Wan Shitong was incredibly excited.

"Boss, such a large patch of Fire-Red Flowers! How many pills can be made from this?!"

"A lot, a lot. While the Demon race hasn't come yet, let's hurry and get our hands on the Fire-Red Flowers."

Although Chen Ang had already vaguely sensed the aura of the Demon race, since the other party hadn't shown themselves, he pretended not to see them. The most urgent task at hand was to get the Fire-Red Flowers first.

Wan Shitong understood what he meant, so he acted quickly.

Following the instructions Teacher Xing Tian had given them before they left, the two carefully picked the Fire-Red Flowers and placed them all into the bag at Chen Ang's waist.

In just half an incense stick of time, the two had picked the entire patch of Fire-Red Flowers clean.

When picking the last flower, Chen Ang suddenly discovered that there were many white things on the ground.

Looking through the dense leaves, his complexion changed instantly.

Seeing him like this, Wan Shitong's heart couldn't help but jump to his throat.

"Boss, what's wrong? Did you see the Ant-Beasts again?"

For some reason, when saying this, Wan Shitong only felt his injured leg throbbing faintly. That previous feeling came rushing back like a turbulent sea, making his heart clench involuntarily, and his footsteps subconsciously retreated two steps.

Sensing Wan Shitong's panic, Chen Ang immediately came back to his senses.

"Don't be afraid, there are no Ant-Beasts here. I was just surprised to see some white bones."

"White bones? Human ones?"

"Yes, there are many white bones under the Fire-Red Flowers. I think I know the source of the stench now."

When Chen Ang's voice fell, Wan Shitong only felt his heart skip a beat.

"Boss, you mean... the stench comes from these rotting corpses?"