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Chapter 997
Chapter 997
Everything in Krystal's life went well, bar one—love.
The moment Ethan saved her, she swore to herself that she must marry him when she grew up.
She didn't have a rough childhood growing up. Everyone paid respect to her.
Even if she wished for a star or the moon, there would be someone getting them for her.
Yet, she was slapped by another woman!
Krystal thought, "So what if she's a doctor? She's so ugly. She's not even as pretty as my toes.”
She ran to the river, looking at her reflection. Judging from how Olivia didn't hold herself back, Krystal bet that her cheeks were swollen.
Today, Krystal vowed to make Olivia pay back in multiple folds.
She was so immersed in her reflection that she didn't sense the impending danger.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKelvin suddenly pulled her backward. “Be careful!”
Before she could register the situation, she saw a snake jumping out of the water. It revealed its sharp teeth, trying to bite her leg.
She was so surprised that words couldn't cout of her. Had it not been for Kelvin's quick reaction, she would've gone to heaven by now.
"S—Snake! It's a snake!” she stammered.
Kelvin fired to kill the snake, and blood splattered all over the place.
A few drops of blood stained her shoes.
Due to her identity, she rarely went to the wild unless she was on a mission with Ethan.
Even if she was with him, her sole purpose in the team was to be a blood bag for Ethan.
Thus, the inexperienced woman was like a cat on hot bricks in the face of such an emergency. She wasn't calm at all.
She placed her hands on her chest as the scene was still replaying in her head vividly.
“Krystal, are you alright?" inquired Kelvin.
“I-I'm fine.”
How could she be fine? Her knees already went weak!
Baffled, he muttered, “How strange. This kind of snake doesn't attack humans. Why did it becso brutal? Is it because its babies are nearby?”
Every animal would becprovocative when they were raising their offspring.
They would be on guard all the time, protecting their offspring from getting attacked by other animals.
“Anyways, I don't think we should stay here for long. Hurry.”
Krystal kept staring at something as her legs were trembling.
"I-It's too late.”
“What's too late?” He followed her gaze only to see a bunch of snakes sliding out of a crevice between the rocks opposite the river.
It was a jumble of snakes of different sizes.
Even someone without trypophobia would have a hard twitnessing that scene.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey swam into the water, heading toward the two of them.
“This is bad! Run!"
"M—My knees have gone weak. I can't run.” Krystal was on the verge of fainting due to the shock.
“My apologies.” Kelvin carried her and ran away as he couldn't just abandon her.
The frantic man could scarcely hear the sound of a bamboo flute whistling from afar.
When he recalled how that little girl rode on a big snake, Kelvin soon wrapped his head around the situation.
Willow manipulated those snakes!
If he wasn't in the middle of escaping, he would've given her He didn't expect the beast tamer, whom he had only read in fantasy s before, would actually exist! And it was such a young child at that!
He could hardly believe it.He thought that it was awesome.However, he could only focus on the escape right now. If he fell, he would be bitten to death by the poisonous snakes.
Kelvin had never run this quickly in his life before.
He ran toward the source of the sound of the flute.
A little girl was sitting on a tree nearby. She was holding a bamboo flute while swaying her legs.
The soft waves of whispers from the flute were like a chant calling upon the demons.