Chapter 628

The poison had acted up!

Damn, he had been so engrossed in looking at her that he had completely forgotten about the time the poison had acted up!

Na Mu Cuo gritted his teeth, not allowing himself to make a sound. He wanted to use his internal energy to fight against the cold in his body, but he became colder and colder. It was like the blood in his body had turned to ice and his hands were numb.

Finally, with a peng sound, he fell down like a stone statue.

"Na Mu Cuo! What's wrong? "

Hearing the sound of him falling, Chen Ning suddenly came back to her senses. She found that he had fallen on the stone and his body was curled up, trembling nonstop. That face that always had a bright smile on it was now pale white and his lips had turned purple.

"Cold ….. Ge, ge ….. Cold ….." Na Mu Cuo's teeth were chattering from the cold and there was a layer of white frost on his hair.

Chen Ning immediately understood that the poison in his body had acted up.

She instantly knit her brows.

There was no cure for this angel's horn in this world. The only way to slow down the poison was to soak in a hot spring.

Only a hot spring filled with sulfur could make the frozen blood in his body start to flow again.

But at the peak of this mountain, where could she find a hot spring?

"Na Mu Cuo! Na Mu Cuo! " She knelt down beside him and called out. She saw that his bright eyes had already dimmed and his lips had been bitten by himself, leaking blood.

She gently touched it and felt that the blood was ice cold. Standing beside him, she could feel a cold aura pressing down on her.

She took off her cloak and wrapped it around him, but it was of no use to him. He was cold from the bottom of his bones.

"Na Mu Cuo, tell me, other than hot springs, is there any other way to reduce your poison?" She loudly called out in his ear because she was not sure if he was conscious or not.

His eyes did not seem to be moving and his body was curled up into a ball, just like a statue made of ice. Even his clothes were covered in a thin layer of ice.

The more she looked, the more shocked she was. She never thought that this angel's horn would act up like this.

"… …" His lips moved, but his tongue was stiff as he spat out an unclear word.

She looked at his lips and nodded. She understood.

He said: Blood!

She did not hesitate at all as she pulled out the scimitar from his waist and cut her left wrist. Blood instantly flowed out.

"Drink, quickly drink!" She placed the wound on her wrist in front of his lips and the warm blood flowed into his mouth.

Na Mu Cuo's eyes suddenly opened wide and he stared right at her without blinking.

The warm blood flowed down his throat to his stomach, and he felt a warm feeling in his body. As the warm blood increased, his body also became warmer.

"Enough ….. Enough ….." He wanted to say enough, but he could not say it clearly.

Seeing that the blood on the wound was gradually coagulating, she cut her right wrist and continued to feed him blood.

Na Mu Cuo closed his eyes and slowly took a deep breath. The true qi in his body slowly circulated, sending the warmth to his limbs and bones. Gradually, he no longer felt cold and his stiff limbs became soft.

Suddenly, he leapt up from the ground and let out a clear and melodious roar. He felt that his entire body was once again filled with energy and vitality.

However, he knew that this was only temporary. The warm blood he drank could only suppress the cold poison for about an hour. He needed to soak in the hot spring to control the poison.