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Beauty Jing sat on the ground and looked at the tail of the little green snake through the gaps in their legs. She said, "I have the powder here, just sprinkle it on the head of the snake. The patient should not move, let the doctor give the bitten area an antiserotonin and rest for a few hours before moving. The snake is not poisonous, but its bite location is weak and needs to be detoxified." Beauty Jing opened a small bottle on her waist.

One of them walked over and received the bottle of medicine. Obediently, he sprinkled the powder on the little snake's head.

The little snake that was biting the little soldier loosened its mouth, and its head drooped down. It didn't move an inch.

The nighthawk pinched the little snake's seven inches to prevent it from waking up and biting him again.

The military doctor who had rushed over squatted down and checked the little soldier's body. He confirmed that there was no poison other than swelling, but he still obediently gave the little soldier an antiserotonin injection.

The soldier returned the medicine bottle to Beauty, who placed the bottle back into her belt.

A few soldiers found a stretcher and carried the little soldier back to the nearby infirmary. They then returned to the training area.

Beauty Jing sat on the ground with her legs crossed as she adjusted her breathing. This was something that Beauty Jing had to do every time she got tired.

It was unknown when she had gotten used to fatigue. As long as she rested for a moment, she would be able to recover her strength. Even if she did not eat or drink for a day, she would not feel exhausted.

This was her special physique, something that even she did not know of. Although she had done all sorts of analyses in curiosity, she still could not find out the reason, so she did not try to play the role of a hero anymore. On the contrary, she was very grateful that her physique was so good that she could do many things that others did not dare to do, such as raise snakes.

In her laboratory, there were many different snakes. Some were poisonous, some were non-toxic. She would extract the saliva of each snake and analyze them one by one. Then, she would produce powder that could cure the snake's poison.

As long as the powder sprinkled on the body or the snake head, the snake will lose consciousness or avoid the body with powder, repeated trial and error.

Like curious babies, the remaining eight warriors gathered around Beauty Jing and sat on the grass.

Seeing that Beauty Jing seemed to be in a meditative state, the few of them looked at the sun in the sky.

Their foreheads were covered in sweat, their mouths were very dry, and their throats were burning, but on the contrary, there was no trace of sweat on their foreheads. Their clothes had already been completely dried, hanging loosely on their bodies.

Her military uniform seemed to have grown a yard larger, as if unconsciously covering something. The few of them only took a casual glance, but they were reprimanded by the Night Hawk that was walking over.

"Get up, what are you all doing here? Hurry up and rest. After half an hour, run around the mountain, two laps." The Nighthawk threw the whip in its hand onto the ground, lying on the ground and still sleeping.

Seeing that the class monitor was in such a state, the eight students did not dare to waste any of their energy. They all obediently found a place to lie down and rest.

Beauty Jing was sitting cross-legged with her legs crossed. Her surroundings did not affect her at all. It was just that the people sitting somewhere were starting to get a little impatient.

"Get someone to move the others away." The Chief stood up and walked down the landslide. His pace was big and his speed was also very fast. At this moment, his injured foot was not affected in the slightest.

The few of them received the order to leave quickly, leaving the meditating Beauty Jing.

The man went behind the woman and sat down.

He tilted his head, supporting his cheek as he looked at the young woman who was meditating at a close distance.

The wide hat brim gave the little woman some protection, the intense ultraviolet light made the little woman's ears a little red.

The man stared at the little girl's white neck and red ears, and couldn't help but to move forward, a warm breath blew on the beauty's lips.

He raised his hand and sliced out with his palm.

The man's reaction was fast and he hastily dodged it.

Beauty Jing opened her eyes and saw a devilish man's face.

"You, why are you here? Why aren't you resting at home? " Beauty Jing glared at the man, her eyes filled with anger.

"I missed you, so I came over to take a look." The man shamelessly leaned closer. He liked the scent of the gardenia on the little girl's body. It was extremely faint and sweet, causing his heart to itch.

The little woman got up and avoided the man.

The man followed her closely, not even taking a single step away.

Beauty Jing said angrily, "I'm thirsty, I'm going to find water to drink." As he spoke, he walked towards a house not too far away.

"The training time has not exceeded four hours. Drinking water is not allowed." The man stood in the way of Beauty Jing.

Beauty Jing was stunned, but she did not insist. She continued saying, "I need to go to the bathroom." He couldn't possibly settle the matter here, right?

The man continued to block her way, "Training in the wild can only be done on the spot. Think of a way yourself." He looked at the little girl, who had been beaten to a pulp.

Beauty Jing only felt a burst of chills and cursed in her heart: What kind of shitty rule is this!

However, it was indeed a physical need that had to be solved. He looked around and decided to find a secluded place to settle down. He then walked towards a patch of grass that was as tall as a person. The grass was very dense and tall.

Beauty Jing walked very quickly because it was noon and the entire mountain had been cleared. At least no one would enter during these three months.

The man followed her at a leisurely pace.

Beauty Jing glared at the man and said, "Go out and don't follow me in."

The man made a sound of acknowledgment, then stopped and stood on the periphery, waiting. But his heart was like a cat's scratch, so he secretly followed her inside.

Beauty Jing was exceptionally alert. When she was halfway through her liberation, she heard something behind her. She hurriedly stopped the car, picked up her pants and ran inside.

By the time the man had caught up to them, there was no trace of him. He became angry and continued to chase after them.

When she finally settled her biological problems, Beauty Jing put on her pants, tied her belt, and turned around.

The man pounced on her like a hungry wolf.

The tall grass was their natural barrier, so Beauty Jing began to jump about in the grass.

His body was covered with dandelion flowers. As the wind blew, the flowers on his body flew into the air.

From time to time, dandelions would fly out from the bushes. The soldiers guarding the perimeter could only hear bursts of angry curses, "Bo Liangchen, you bastard, let go of me!"

"No, let me kiss you, then I'll let go." A man's voice was hoarse and his chase was extremely difficult. His white casual shirt was also covered with dandelion seeds.

Beauty Jing broke away from the man's embrace and began to run outside.

The man continued to chase her. Finally, in the competition between her long legs and short legs, the woman was pushed into the grass.

"Just a kiss." The man's Adam's apple moved with urgency.

Beauty Jing was so tired that she was gasping for breath. She was being pressed down by a man and was on the verge of collapsing.

"En!" The man couldn't bear it any longer. He finally found the woman's lips and fiercely kissed her.

Hurried breathing came from the man's throat as his large hands began to tear at the clothes of the beauty Jing.

Beauty Jing rolled in a circle, dodging the man's big palm.

A large part of the tall grass was crushed by the two.

At this moment, a group of whistles came from outside the bush.

The man bitterly let go of the girl in his arms and lightly bit the woman's neck, leaving a few shallow teeth marks.

Beauty Jing did not care about that. She pushed the man away and followed the whistle, running all the way there.

After the whistle, Jing Jia tidied up her clothes and ran to stand in front of the Nighthawk.

Looking at the sorry state he was in, with his buttons tied completely and his hat neatly left on his head, the Night Hawk didn't say anything more. It just looked at the grass with a puzzled expression, wondering if he had missed a good show.

When they found out from others that their chief had failed to steal from them, the Night Hawks became even more curious about Beauty Jing's skills, thus increasing the difficulty of their training.

After running two full laps around the snowfield, the eight male warriors directly laid on the ground, gasping for breath. Beauty Jing also wanted to lie down to rest like a man, but she was a woman and had to be reserved.

Breathing heavily, she slowly ran forward for a short distance before sitting on a large flat rock and began to breathe heavily.

The sun had already set to the west. At this moment, it was hidden behind the mountains, revealing half of its bashful face as it shined on the grass.

Sitting on the flat rock, looking at the mountain which had become cool because of the shadows, Beauty Jing's fatigue was reduced by half. Although the oxygen in her chest was still insufficient to support her chest, taking a few deep breaths was still a lot easier.

The air was filled with the faint aroma of grass.

The temperature on the mountain was already beginning to cool down. A slight breeze blew, causing the beauty Jing to take off the hat on her head, and put a few strands of hair on her bun.

Behind him, the man slowly approached and pulled the woman into his arms.

Beauty Jing was stunned. The man's fragrance came from behind her. She did not push him away but just sat there quietly, breathing steadily.

The man embraced her and smelled her hair. He asked, "Are you tired?" Her voice was very gentle, not as strict as usual.

Beauty Jing shook her head, "Where did you go? I can take more than that. " He was lost in memories as he stared blankly at a certain place.

That mountain, that mountain that could be called a paradise. She really wanted to go there again. Perhaps, from there, she could somewhat fill in the missing part of her heart.

"Jiajia, why do you reject me so much?" The man's voice was a bit hoarse. He thought she'd give in after punishing her this way, but after two rounds of corporal punishment, her physical strength was actually better than the soldiers who had been training in the wilderness for a long time.

Beauty Jing pried the man's hand away from her chest and said seriously, "Chief, it's training time now." It was meant to remind someone not to break his own rules.

The man's face darkened. In order to accompany the little girl, he assigned some tasks to Liang Zhibin. At this moment, Liang Zhibin was extremely busy. If he knew that he was hugging the little girl here, he would probably vomit blood.

The man snorted and sat down on the boulder beside her, cross-legged.

He turned his head and saw that the little girl was resting with her eyes closed. He was curious and asked, "Are you cultivating?"

The little woman ignored her and turned her back to her.

The man was enraged. He stretched out his hand to pull the young woman's body over and the whistle sounded again.