Chapter 469 Burning Pain
Xiu Yan stopped teasing Botle and grabbed Botle's fist, twisted it backwards, and kicked him. Botle fell to his knees on the ground.
Seeing Ji Nuan walking towards him step by step, Boter suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The last time he was knocked down by Ji Nuan's potion, it had left an indelible shadow in Boter's heart. Now looking at the bamboo tube in Ji Nuan's hand, he unexpectedly revealed a trace of fear in his eyes that he himself did not realize: "Ji Nuan, I tell you, if you do anything to me, the Shenmu Tree People will not let you go."
Ji Nuan stood in front of Boter, slightly bent over and looked at the fierce beastman: "Boter, you really think too highly of yourself. Since you didn't listen to my advice and repeatedly bullied the beastmen of our Watson tribe, if I let you go today, I'm afraid that the Shui tribe will think that our Watson tribe is easy to bully."
After saying that, he straightened up and shook the bamboo tube in his hand: "Are you curious about what this is? Hehe~"
She chuckled and opened the lid of the bamboo jar. She said in a cold tone, "This is the potion I developed. You don't have to drink it. I just need to sprinkle a little on you and you will know the price of bullying my Watson tribe today."
With a sneer, he slowly tilted the bamboo pot in his hand, and in front of the beastmen's gazes, he just dripped a drop of water on Boter's body.
The beasts were stunned. So, you have been talking for a long time, but actually just want to drop a drop of water on someone?
Everyone in the room was guessing what Ji Nuan was up to, but Boter, who was held by Xiu Yan, suddenly felt the water droplets gradually penetrate into the animal's hide, slowly wetting his skin.
The skin touched by the water droplets instantly felt like it was on fire, and the intense burning pain spread from the place where the water droplets fell to all parts of the body.
Under the shocked gazes of the beasts, Botle felt hotter and hotter, his skin felt like it was about to burn, and the feeling of being thrown into a flame made Botle scream out in a terrible way.
Ji Nuan retreated to Xiu Yan's side, and Xiu Yan immediately released Botel who was imprisoned by him.
He ignored the beastmen around him and dived into the snow pile. White steam began to come out of the snow pile, which showed how hot Botel's body was.
The scorching temperature burned his body, and Botel began to throw the snow piles in a panic. The snow piles he threw turned into a pool of snow water in a short while.
"Oh my god, I'm afraid I'll be burned to death at this temperature."
"See? You'd better avoid provoking witch doctors in the future. I didn't know before that these witch doctors have such tricks. If you accidentally get angry with a witch doctor one day, you might die without knowing how."
"Witch Doctor Ji Nuan, this Boter won't die, right?" Mu Chun asked.
Ji Nuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, the effect of my potion will allow him to endure the burning pain until night. Of course, he has to be able to hold on until then."
“Witch doctor, the plank has been brought back.” Ji Nuan turned around and ignored Botel who was writhing in pain on the ground.
Instructing the orcs to place the wooden boards neatly on the ground, he said, "Carefully lift the seriously injured tribesmen onto the boards. The uninjured or lightly injured orcs should come up and lift the tribesmen back. Be sure to do it steadily. Don't lift the tribesmen with injured arms and legs."
(End of this chapter)