Cold-blooded beastmen possess icy body temperature and hard scales...

These words popped into Yu Wanwan's head in an instant.

Thinking of the characteristics of the cold-blooded beastmen that the witch doctor and Bai Jing had just explained to her a few days ago, Yu Wanwan swallowed hard, her whole body stiffening, feeling as if all the blood in her body was about to freeze.

Oh no, oh no, we've run into some deadly orcs!

Am I really going to die so soon? Waaaaah!

Yu Wanwan was terrified, her limbs were paralyzed with fear, and she could only be held in Mo Zhou's arms. They were in the middle of the turbulent water, and there was no way for them to run away.

Mo Zhou was truly enamored with the little female in his arms. Seeing that Yu Wanwan's face seemed to have suddenly turned pale and she looked like she was about to faint, he couldn't help but feel very worried: "Little female, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As he asked the question, he flicked his tongue and licked Yu Wanwan's cheek.

With the cold, slippery snake tongue right in front of her, Yu Wanwan became even more frightened. She didn't dare to look at it at all, fearing that she would see two sharp, venomous fangs in Mo Zhou's mouth and then bite her neck with a whoosh.

Mo Zhou became even more worried. The little female seemed to be getting worse and worse, and she couldn't even speak. What was wrong?

He kept licking until Yu Wanwan was covered in his scent.

“Little female, why don’t we become mates?” Mo Zhou said excitedly.

The snake race has the strongest healing ability among all the beast races. As long as a female snake mates with a snake, she can inherit a portion of the snake's healing ability, and that will restore her health!

The more Mo Zhou thought about it, the more reliable it seemed, his deep purple eyes filled with the joy of their impending union.

Before poor Yu Wanwan could even react, her chin was pinched up by two fingers with such force that it was impossible for her to resist.