The last rays of the setting sun sprinkled over the mountains, lending a touch of tranquility and harmony, as the gentle breeze swayed the shrubs like graceful elves dancing. The fresh air was invigorating. In a patch of bushes, trees unnaturally leaned to the sides forming a curve, making Luo Zheng watch cautiously, as he faintly smelled a foul stench carried by the wind, startling him. He quickly aimed his suppressed pistol at the scene.
Lan Xue was also startled by Luo Zheng's movement. As she turned her head, she noticed a cobra, about the size of a fist, slowly crawling toward them, its head raised high, with flattened sides, its eyes emitting a chilling glare, cold as frost, while its blood-red Xinzi continually flickered from its mouth, curiously scrutinizing the two.
"Pfff, pfff, pfff!" Seeing such a large cobra, Luo Zheng didn't hesitate at all and quickly fired. The cobra's attack speed was astonishing and extremely venomous. Getting bitten would be a huge problem.
