"What's ripe?" Fatty Wang's head was covered with black lines, and he endured severe pain as he spoke.

no way.

It's so uncomfortable.

Lower your attitude and learn some experience first.

"Nonsense, of course the buns are cooked." Wang Ying shook his head, "The buns are not yet cooked. If you squeeze hard, you may stimulate the nerves and lower the immunity. When the time comes, the herpes zoster virus will invade, and you will be like a snake wrapped around your waist.

Already."

"What?" Fatty Wang looked confused, "What do you mean? Where is the snake?"

At this time, Ba Wanwan came to his side and said: "Don't listen to his nonsense. There is no shingles virus now. Even if there is, the body of an average warrior can resist it."

Having said this, Ba Wanwan took a deep look at Wang Ying and then said: "I didn't expect that this little brother's skin has mutated. Not bad, not bad."

"Mutation?" Ye Chong frowned, "Can a mutation result in so many bites?"

"Haha, there are many kinds of mutations." Ba Wanwan smiled, "For example, skin mutations, some are getting stronger, some are getting higher, some are getting tougher, or there are various resistances, etc.

…

many kinds of.

And this little brother’s skin’s recovery ability has improved.

In other words, his body's self-healing ability is much stronger than before.

For example, the pain caused by the blood mosquito bite may not subside for an ordinary martial arts warrior for three to five days, but what about him?

How long has it been since then?

The poison of the blood mosquito has been eliminated by him."

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!