Stunning Poisonous Doctor Princess

Lin Mengya smiled gently and said with cold sparkle in her deep eyes, "I'm not either. Canying, you'd better take care of yourself. I'll make you pay for what you have done sooner or later."

She also knew how to threaten him. Although she was aware that she would have to have a desperate fight with him if she wanted to escape, since she learned he was the culprit who put Qinghu in a miserable situation, it was not difficult to defeat him in an argument.

Canying snorted, but he really couldn't do anything to Lin Mengya for the time being, so he stopped arguing with her.

Anyway, the most important thing was to take Lin Mengya back alive.

After that, humph, he would torture her with cruel means.

"When will we set out? Let's make it clear that I'm too sick to waste any time. If I die, you won't be able to save me," Lin Mengya said.

At present, she was a significant person. As long as she asked, Canying would have to answer her despite his reluctance.

"We'll set out immediately. Don't worry, you won't die. These copper slaves will carry you uphill. As long as you act obediently, you won't die," Canying said with his face darkening, as if intending to eat Lin Mengya at any time.

Lin Mengya inadvertently looked around, thinking he should be talking about those people wearing copper masks.

Glancing at them, she believed they should be unable to feel pain, as she just discovered they could withdraw some cokes out of the hot fire with bare hands.

The strange fragrance in the air was getting stronger.

Lin Mengya narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering how the Candle Dragon Cult trained these people.

No wonder Canying was so sure. The help of these non-human creatures could certainly save them a lot of trouble.

However, she didn't know how long they could hold on.

"Alright, Canying, I would like to see what you are capable of," Lin Mengya said.

It was snowing, and the world covered with snow seemed to be lifeless.

Lin Mengya sat in a soft sedan carried by two people. Although there was a stove at her feet, she still felt cold and wrapped herself in her cloak.

The sedan chair was not spacious, but was covered with thick felt cloth outside to protect her against cold.

Her value was beyond her expectation.

Even Long Tianyu and Qinghu might not be able to make better preparations than the Candle Dragon Cult did.

What was more, plenty of their men would probably sacrifice their lives along the way.

The two copper slaves carrying the sedan chair outside were topless.

At this moment, Lin Mengya could more or less figure out what was going on.

Even the copper slaves were divided into different levels.

The copper slaves carrying the sedans should be at the lowest level.

They did not seem to be able to feel pain or afraid of snow.

However, they were made of flesh and blood. No matter how much their muscles had been changed, they would be frozen, damaged and finally die in this severe cold weather.

Therefore, the copper slaves carrying the sedan chairs were just sacrifices.

Lin Mengya clenched her fists tightly.

She had tried to save these copper slaves, but after she suggested that she should go uphill by herself, Canying impatiently instructed his men to tie her up.

Now, although she sat in the soft sedan chair, she couldn't move.

She had underestimated Canying. Even if he didn't dare to hurt her, it wouldn't be difficult for him to tie her up.

Now, she could only sit in the sedan silently and watch the copper slaves outside become ice sculptures on this road one after another.

"I didn't expect you to be kind enough to care about them. However, you'd better worry about yourself," Canying said.

He untied Lin Mengya every hour.

But he didn't do that out of kindness. He just tried to piss off Lin Mengya after realizing that she couldn't bear to sacrifice the copper slaves.

Lin Mengya turned her head away, disinclined to talk nonsense with him.

They had spent two days on the way since they set out at the foot of the mountain.

Although Canying was well-prepared, the loss of the copper slaves made their team members gradually reduce.

However, the top of the mountain seemed to be far away. Lin Mengya realized that the loss of the copper slaves could be a good thing for her.

Over the past few days, some acts of Canying aroused her doubt.

Under the cover of the felt cloth, she was able to look around without being noticed.

Lin Mengya happened to see a person walking beside Canying's sedan chair.

Although the person did not sit in a soft sedan like them, he was dressed in a fine fox fur cloak.

He also wore a copper mask, but it was just an ordinary mask like that of Canying.

Over the past few days, Lin Mengya had observed carefully.

She found this person got closer to Canying and seemed to say something to Canying before Canying made any decision.

It could be a coincidence if she just found it once, or Canying could be asking the person about the situation.

However, finding it happened time and again, Lin Mengya began to feel suspicious.

After all, Canying did not seem like the kind of person willing to listen to others' opinions, unless he had to do so.

In this case, the person's identity was even more mysterious than that of Canying.

She became increasingly curious about who the person was. He was willing to join them in the arduous trip to the snow mountain and hide himself in the team, where he secretly gave Canying instructions.

Pondering for a while, Lin Mengya smelled something fishy.

Canying seemed to be a merciless and reckless person. But in fact, no matter how Lin Mengya tried to sound out the situation, Canying was clear about what he should keep secret.

It seemed that she encountered a formidable opponent this time.

In fact, the Qijue Peak was not high above sea level, but given the limited conditions in ancient times, people usually tried to climb it in midsummer.

Although it was late spring now, the thick ice and snow covering the mountain still made the climb arduous for ordinary people.

However, Lin Mengya benefited from the harsh environment. The poison in her body was strange. Since she arrived at the Qijue Peak, the severe cold enabled her to regain some strength in the past few days.

With Qian Hua's help, she could move her limbs flexibly now.

Nevertheless, she kept pretending to be sick to hide it from Canying.

When their team was halfway up the mountain, Canying ordered everyone to rest on the spot.

Lin Mengya, treated as a prisoner, was taken to a cave.

All the copper slaves rested outside, and there were only a few people inside, so the cave was quite spacious.

The cave obviously did a better job in keeping out the wind than the sedan chair did. As soon as Lin Mengya came in, she felt herself, who kept shivering, surrounded by dry and mild warmth.

If it weren't for Canying who fixed his gloomy eyes on her on the other side of the fire, Lin Mengya would have felt delighted.

Unfortunately, that guy made her feel like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, that kind of animal that would be placed over the fire to be roasted after being washed and peeled.

"How long will it take to reach the top of the mountain? There seem to be not many copper slaves left. What if all of them die so that you are trapped on this mountain?" Lin Mengya said.

In the past few days, Lin Mengya had gotten used to enraging Canying by talking back to him every day.

Although Canying wanted to kill her every time, he had to suppress the urge.

She didn't know whether he got used to it or he was driven mad. Sometimes, he could bear it.

Lin Mengya was often amazed at the adaptability of Canying, who was as adaptable to circumstances as a turtle.

"Tsk, you don't have to worry so much. Lass, Qinghu probably didn't tell you one thing. In fact, the Seven Poisons Sacred Grass is not on the top of the mountain, but in a hot spring," Canying said, seeming to be up to no good.

In particular, when he looked at Lin Mengya with a complacent look, she could not help but become vigilant.

If it weren't for the fact that her arms and legs were tied up, she really would have tried to turn around and get away.

"Hot Spring? Are you going to tell me that the hot spring is here?" Lin Mengya asked.

An idea flashed through her mind, and she finally guessed correctly.

She had been calculating these two days. After today, there would be almost half of the copper slaves left.

If this was their destination, they had enough copper slaves.

She couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. It seemed that she was not the only one who had thought about this.

"Exactly. The hot spring is indeed here, but I must tell you something in advance," Canying said and suddenly smiled, revealing his white teeth like those of a wild beast.

Lin Mengya felt her uneasiness slowly accumulated and expanded, and she subconsciously shrank back.

But she did not expect that it was a mountain wall behind her and she had no where to hide.

"What is it? Just tell me," she said.

Even in this situation, Lin Mengya still stuck out her neck and pretended to be fearless.

Canying approached her unhurriedly and looked away from her reluctantly after glancing at her face with his eyes behind his silver mask.

He said, "This spring is called the Snake Spring. Although there are no poisonous snakes in it, it is extremely poisonous. If you want to neutralize the poison in your body, you must bathe in this Snake Spring for three days. Lass, if you are still alive after three days, I will personally take you back to the Candle Dragon Cult."

What? Lin Mengya was stunned and opened her eyes wide to stare at Canying in front of her with disbelief.

She had thought this guy had enough of her and wanted to take revenge on her.

Unexpectedly, he just tried to explain what was going to happen!

Since when did he become so kindhearted?

She looked over Canying's shoulder and glanced at the person inside the cave.

If she did not mishear just now, that cough too low to be heard should be the key to Canying's change in attitude.