Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 61 The Tomb of the Boa Emperor (1)

"Hey, why don't we just take advantage of the moment, the two of us, on this hot sulfur rock, have a showdown, the perfect ending of 'either you die or you die'! Tell me, how about it? "

Jiu Xiaohan pointed at the female anaconda staring down at her intently, and yelled at it with all her strength, as if she was worried that the anaconda would not be able to hear her voice due to her huge size and standing too high. like.

Liang Ziyu, who was protected in the barrier, could hardly hear what Jiu Xiaohan was saying outside the barrier, who was confronting the female boa.

At this moment, Liang Ziyu faintly felt in his heart:

It is precisely because it is not in the water of the anaconda pool, but on land. Judging from the previous combat effectiveness of that behemoth, Jiu Xiaohan's chances of winning this battle are basically "none".

Unless, another miracle happens...

"Before you die, I will give you a chance to choose freely: Do you want to be petrified by me, like your 'beloved', and die with it? Or do you want to be crushed by my sword?" After unloading eight pieces, cut off your anaconda meat piece by piece, and throw it into the underground magma hot spring to cook it, and eat it with sauce?"

Jiu Xiaohan has really done it well, and wants to treat this monster as his own appetizer.

Maybe, in the end, she was still planning to boil a pot of anaconda soup, so that Liang Ziyu could take good care of her body and bones? !

The giant female anaconda seemed to be able to fully understand Jiu Xiaohan's words, and she was so angry that she gasped for breath.

However, Jiu Xiaohan sneered at the sour and rancid smell coming out of the female anaconda's huge and ugly two nostrils, and felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

She said in her heart:
This person, after all, is all, mortal.

I, Jiu Xiaohan, are naturally no exception.

Either I will follow the example of the second senior brother Wu Ci, the third senior brother Wu Si, and the fifth senior brother Wu Yu, and bravely "fight to the death" in order to subdue the demon;
Or, like the fourth senior brother Wu Kun, he is willing to "go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire" in order to seek medical advice for Master Wuweizi;
No matter how bad it is, or yes, even if you get nothing in the end, you would rather freeze to death or starve to death in this freezing cold weather...

Anyway, no matter what, I, Jiu Xiaohan, just can't be smothered to death by your stinky breath!
——Indeed, this, if the rumors spread, oh, if the fight was not fought and the demon confiscated, Jiu Xiaohan himself would be stinking to death first.

Why not let her, the thirteen disciple who is the master of the Pure Heart Temple, the "Monster Hunting Taoist" Wu Weizi, who was once the most beloved, "Golden View and Tibetan Pride", and cherished the most, lose all the face of the master and the old man what!

Hey, when the book is in use, I hate less!

If I had known, on weekdays, Jiu Xiaohan should have stayed in Master's library for another hour.

In that way, she could learn a little more different moves from other factions from those ancient books that recorded various Qimen Dunjia techniques, in case of emergencies.

——Just like the current situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, and the situation is very different, the designation can be used.

Thinking of this, Jiu Xiaohan glanced at Liang Ziyu who was always worried about his safety under the temporarily intact barrier in the hot spring pit with the corner of his eye.

She sighed inwardly:
"If I had known, this female boa would 'add drama' to her like this, and even made such a comeback, I wouldn't have brought Liang Ziyu out of the mountain..."

At this time, how much Jiu Xiaohan wished that he could cast a small set of spells first, and immediately make this big and vicious animal in front of him, who can "ghost yet" confuse the same kind, and "eat people without spit out bones" , just don't breathe.

Then, besides, she will have a "battle of life and death" with it in the style of "eggs hitting rocks".

Also, having said that.

If, at the beginning, Master Wuweizi was willing to teach Jiu Xiaohan the skill of flying with a sword in person, she probably would not have faced the predicament that she can't escape today, and she can't fight head-to-head.

After all, as long as she learns to fly with a sword, with Jiu Xiaohan's kind and compassionate temperament of "the subordinates will always be merciful", she will definitely never kill the pair of anaconda monsters unless it is absolutely necessary.

Big deal, after a few hits, she stopped fighting with them, took Liang Ziyu and flew away, that's all.

So, at the imminent moment, Jiu Xiaohan had no choice but to sigh with regret:
"Master, master... How can you tell my disciple not to 'regret the past'? Hey! It's too late to say anything now! In the future, I must return to the Pure Mind and find your old man to teach myself well!"

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Coincidentally, things in the world, sometimes, are so indescribably "spiritual".

At this moment, in the Qingxin Temple of Qingxin Mountain, hundreds of miles away from the bamboo forest in Bieqing, where Jiu Xiaohan is now, on the bed in the quiet room of the temple master, the man with the full heaven and the earth The old man with Ge Fangyuan and white eyebrows and white beard seemed to have a little psychic connection with her.

Wu Weizi, dressed in a light cotton white robe, was lying peacefully on his back on the step, his eyes closed tightly, and he could get a faint or even negligible breath, sometimes absent.

Originally, since the early morning of the day when Jiu Xiaohan was about to break the boundary and go down the mountain and leave the Qingxin Temple, Master Wuweizi began to fall into a deep sleep, just like the legendary "immortal schizophrenia".

Moreover, at that time, the sudden onset of Wuweizi caught the few remaining disciples in Qingxin Temple who could serve him closely by surprise.

Just now, when Jiu Xiaohan was repeating thoughts and fiddling with Wuweizi, Wuweizi's fingers exposed outside the quilt seemed to twitch motionlessly.

At the same time, Wu Yan, the seventeenth disciple who happened to be guarding Wuweizi at night, was sitting with his knees crossed on an old mat beside the master's bed, his eyes were slightly closed, his eyelids were slightly easterly, he seemed awake but not awake...

Perhaps, he felt a little movement, but when Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, he took advantage of the faint candlelight flickering in the four corners of the room, and carefully looked at the master on the bed in front of him, who was as quiet as a corpse.

At this time, Wu Weizi's fingers, which had seemed to be twitching just now, had froze back into the original posture, and became motionless again.

So, Wu Yan thought that it was his own illusion after he accidentally dozed off and woke up from the nightmare.

After realizing that there was nothing unusual about Master, Wu Yan stood up gently from the pile of cattail grass on the ground.

He leaned forward respectfully and silently, and carefully tucked the master's arm that was exposed outside the quilt back into the corner of the quilt.

Afterwards, I sat back on the cattail mat uprightly, twisted the Ziwu Jue seal with both hands, closed my eyes slightly again, and began to silently recite the "Qingxin Sutra" of the evening homework.

However, at this moment, in Wu Yan's mind, the picture that repeatedly emerged was:
The night before, he watched helplessly as Jiu Xiaohan secretly "shunted" his "hunting guard" waist card from the inner pocket of the dirty Taoist robe he had just changed; shortly afterwards, she Kowtowing three times to bid farewell to Master outside the door of the quiet room, he slipped out of the mountain gate alone with the small blue check bag he sewed for her a few days ago.

Perhaps Jiu Xiaohan will never know:
The Seventeenth Junior Brother Wu Yan, who usually doesn't like to talk too much, has been silently watching her back for so long behind her...

——It's been so long, I'm afraid, even Wu Yan himself has almost forgotten how many years it has been.

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Although Jiu Xiaohan's heart was always filled with a little bit of timidity, but she watched the giant female anaconda in front of her, with its pair of emerald green round thief eyes, staring at her viciously, On the contrary, it made her feel more and more that, at least, in terms of momentum, she must not lose herself first.

However, Jiu Xiaohan also didn't quite understand:
This smelly and charming big guy just looked at her like that, and didn't rush to attack her. So, what is it thinking?
Therefore, Jiu Xiaohan can only make a comprehensive defensive posture towards her first.

One person, one anaconda, one low and one high, no one wanted to attack the other immediately, and just stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, for a long time.

In fact, it's not that Jiu Xiaohan can't create another barrier to protect himself.

However, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, only the "Fairy Willow Vine" bracelet that the seventeenth brother Wu Yan gave him as a birthday present can still be of some use.

However, Jiu Xiaohan was really reluctant to part with it, and temporarily used it as a magic weapon to carry the curse of subduing demons...

As soon as he subconsciously looked at the fairy vine bracelet on his left wrist, Jiu Xiaohan discovered that the giant female anaconda in front of him suddenly opened its stinking mouth again.

Its purple-black letter then spat out, not only that, but also became longer and longer, like a long, never-ending chain, flying straight towards Jiu Xiaohan.

The "chains" are also covered with dense poisonous barbs.

As long as it is, if one is not careful, it will be scratched by its barbs, and nine out of ten will result in either death or injury.

Immediately, Jiu Xiaohan tightened his throat, walked his feet on the spot, straightened his whole body, straightened the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, pressed the ring finger and little finger with his thumb, and made the seal of the sword formula.

Then, with a forceful push of her right hand forward, the soft sword "Pure Gu" that she was holding firmly in her hand was pushed away.

Jiu Xiaohan silently recited the mantra of subduing witchcraft with a pure heart:

Baishui learns from the heart and creates one; Yin and Yang transpose to open up two instruments;

The three worlds are not prosperous in the troubled times; the four images are illuminated by the high banks and deep valleys;
Investigate things and transform the world into five elements; the cycle of the sun and the moon locks the six paths;
Different pupils do not fix the seven realms; two swords shake the eight directions;
Heaven and man unite and ninety-nine returns...

I saw that the soft sword that kept flying in the air was already fighting with the anaconda Xinzi who was still dripping with dark green saliva.

Originally, the graceful and charming female boa constrictor has also turned into a ferocious and ferocious monster at this moment.

Liang Ziyu, who was always in the safety barrier, looked tense, and his dark eyes kept changing.

From time to time, he paid close attention to Jiu Xiaohan, who was muttering and reading non-stop, and seemed to be speaking faster and faster.

After a while, he raised his head from time to time to see the "tongue sword chaos" in midair.

Liang Ziyu had to admit that his two hearts seemed to have been raised in his throat.

At the beginning, it seemed that Jiu Xiaohan still had the upper hand.

However, after less than half a cup of tea, Jiu Xiaohan was obviously unable to do what he wanted and his skills were insufficient.

Liang Ziyu, who was stuck to the inner wall of the barrier, also slowly noticed that Jiu Xiaohan's forehead, nose tip and neck also gradually began to have large beads of sweat.

However, the "pure scorpion" sword that was fighting with the female boa's letter in the air was becoming more and more difficult for her to control and obey her spell.

The long pointed tip of the anaconda seems to be able to release an invisible and very powerful magnet attraction.

In another blink of an eye, it has swept the sulfur-smelling gravel and hot hot spring steam, and it has swept Jiu Xiaohan, who was standing in the same place before, casting spells, together with the soft stick that was wrapped in the air and was still waving automatically. The sword was sucked together.

"Nine, Jiu Xiaohan..."

Liang Ziyu yelled in horror.

He vigorously waved the "Blood Song Sword" in his hand, hacking and stabbing at the same position on the inner wall of the barrier.

However, nothing works.

Afterwards, he kept picking up a few broken rocks at his feet, trying to cut through a crack.

It's a pity that apart from the continuous consumption of his physical energy, it seems that nothing else has changed.

He could only continue to slap and punch the enchantment heart-piercingly, while shouting excitedly:

"Naughty beast, let her go!"

I'm afraid, even Jiu Xiaohan didn't expect that the enchantment created and carried by that piece of blue branch jade is so strong.

Jiu Xiaohan's body suddenly rose into the air, and soon became taller and taller; together with her "Pure Cow" sword, it was swallowed by the giant anaconda's letter and rolled into its bloody mouth.

However, looking at the giant female anaconda holding Jiu Xiaohan in its mouth, it seems that it has no interest in Liang Ziyu in the barrier and turns a blind eye.

What I saw was that it had two black jewel-like blue eyes, and it felt like it was full of triumphant looks.

Immediately afterwards, without looking back, it turned around and closed, its entire torso curled up, and it quickly burrowed into the big crack on the ground.

Liang Ziyu, who was still "trapped" in the barrier of the rock pit, was stunned, and could only watch helplessly as Jiu Xiaohan was swallowed into the bloody mouth of the giant female boa, and he was helpless...

Jiu Xiaohan, who was swallowed into the mouth of the female boa by that powerful suction force, saw that the soft sword of "Pure Bowl" that was involved with him had slipped into the huge and deep digestive tract of the female boa.

Following that, waves of foul-smelling, sticky and highly corrosive intestinal juices came back up from the deep abdomen of the female boa, Jiu Xiaohan's breathing became more and more difficult.

Could it be that she suffocated to death so easily in the stinky mouth of this monster?

——Then, it can’t be done!
(End of this chapter)