the rain stopped.

the mountain fogged up.

Old Lin was silent.

Gu Wuyang held a steel long knife and led the five Janissaries forward cautiously.

Not long after, the six people saw crimson-gold blood splattered on the grass and rocks.

like burning blood, there is a terrifying breath of life.

“How many years has this beast lived?!”

Gu Wuyang pinched her knuckles until they turned white.

move forward.

after ten counts.

six people stopped.

a pair of eyes, both glaring like copper bells.

not far away, the giant python lay in the forest, its huge python head was pierced by the black death spear, red blood gurgling.

“Hoo~

” the throbbing heart in his chest slowly calmed down, and Gu Wuyang breathed a long sigh of relief.

approaching, the young man looked up at the lifeless python head.

subconsciously stretched out his palm and rubbed the tightly knitted crimson-gold scales that were densely folded, layered, and buckled.

“This mountain can give birth to such a monster!”

long knife slashed, scales clanged, bursting out wisps of sparks.

“This beast, the essence contained in the flesh and blood is like a gushing river, better than those elixirs refined by the national master.”

“A red scale, whether made into armor or smelted into a weapon, is an extremely rare divine material.”

“There is also bone marrow, swallowing it, there is a high probability that it can prolong life.”

“And bones…”

self-talk came to an abrupt end.

Gu Wuyang suddenly turned into a stone statue, motionless.

“Lord Gu, what’s wrong?”

behind him, a Janissary asked softly, his expression full of doubt.

“Giggle~”

Gu Wuyang’s upper and lower rows of teeth gently collided, shivering.

two eyes of the young man, full of strands of scarlet blood, almost cracked.

a behemoth that had been killed by the Black Death Spear through the python’s head.

suddenly opened his eyes.

Gu Wuyang’s face was close to the lantern-like eyes of the giant python.

red blood-like inverted pupils, exuding evil nature.

like burning gold, bright and sticky to flow from the eye socket.

a voice sounded in Gu Wuyang’s heart.

voice was hoarse, yelling for him to run away, run away.

However, the soles of the young man’s feet seem to take root and cannot move an inch.

without warning.

the python jerked its blood basin and mouth.

swallowed Gu Wuyang into his mouth.

the first thing you feel is the overwhelming smell of blood.

immediately after, what greeted Gu Wuyang’s eyes were hundreds of sharp teeth.

as if a giant python had hundreds of shining blades in its mouth.

python’s mouth gradually exerts strength.

Gu Wuyang could clearly feel the upper and lower rows of teeth of the giant python, slowly and easily piercing into his fragile body.

tooth tip pierced into the skull and into the brain.

pierced into the chest, pierced into the heart.

“My Life Rest~” IDX=”49″> The moment the thought just arises.

bang.

the whole person burst in the python’s mouth.

……

fog is getting thicker and thicker, and objects are not visible from two feet away.

the girl in white, Ye Zhaoqiu, and everyone ran away.

Behind him, far, far away in the depths of the thick fog, from time to time the screams of despair and pain of human beings before they died.

“Invincible, the black death spear that had sucked the essence of qi and blood of several heavenly beings could not be killed?!”

Ye Zhaoqiu’s face was as desolate as snow, and his clean white clothes before entering the mountain were stained with mud stars this morning.

wet clothes cling to the skin, outlining the graceful curves of a girl.

“I’m afraid that if the master comes, I can’t submit that beast!”

“Gu Wuyang is right, human beings should not trespass on this mountain.”

“Perhaps, Qi Qingyan’s reluctance to inform the assassin surnamed Chen and his master’s seclusion was out of kindness.”

“Zhao Mang, ask for blessings.”

“I, Ye Zhaoqiu, must walk out of this mountain alive.”

the girl in white made up her mind that if she could return to the Wei capital intact this time, she would definitely go to the road of life and death.

are all ants.

Master is right.

land.

a warm snort sprayed on the back.

the girl in white jerked a spirit.

take a deep breath.

slowly turn around.

two lacquer pupils in Qiushui’s long eyes, trembling slightly.

the huge and hideous python head almost filled the eyes.

awe-inspiring red vertical pupils, condescendingly looking down.

there is no bloodthirsty cruelty of ferocious beasts, nor the contempt and ridicule of the powerful bullying the weak.

Yes, but in the purest form of cold-bloodedness.

Qingushan wind blows.

clear the clouds.

a huge python head hanging down.

The girl in white who looks up.

like a beautiful ink painting.

“python… Python fairy! ”

“Family teacher Luo Xinghe, Wei Kingdom Protector Dafa…”

the voice of the girl in white suddenly disappeared.

large expanses of warm blood, splattered on ancient trees and rotting leaves.

this time.

red python chews slowly.

because compared to those Janissaries, the girl is really delicious.

after all, the martial arts inner refining is the second grade to move the mountain realm.

……

“Damn! Damn it! Damn it! ”

“I shouldn’t have gone into the mountains.”

“No, no, I shouldn’t have taken it.”

“Zhao Jin, Zhao Jin, you really killed the royal brother!”

Zhao Mang, the seventh prince of Weidu, used his hands and feet together, climbing with rollers, and his brocade clothes and jade clothes were stained with mud.

ten steps and two steps.

Zhao Mang, who was not afraid to pull the egg, burst out of the old forest.

what comes into view is a babbling stream.

stream, stands a slender figure.

Tsing Yi flowing.

“Qi Qingyi!”

Zhao Mang brakes hard.

Tsing Yi did not look at Zhao Mang.

pitch-black heavy pupils quietly stared behind the Seventh Prince of Weidu.

Zhao Mang turned his head carefully.

hissed and gasped fiercely.

reflected in the terrified eyes is a mountain-like terrifying python.

in Zhao Mang’s creepy gaze.

the red python spits out words.

“This mountain does not welcome outsiders, and neither do you.”

Qing Yi smiled slightly, “Xingyun Buyu, the technique is unpredictable.” ”

“just once.”

the conversation of one person and one python, listening to Zhao Mang’s scalp numb.

clouds and rain?

the previous storm, it was really this red python’s handiwork!

fucking mother’s, is this a python or a dragon?!

“Southern candle, even if you kill this batch, that old emperor will send the second, third, and fourth batches, and kill them endlessly.”

the red python said indifferently: “No matter how many bugs there are, they are still bugs.” I am happy to waste time with the pleasure of crushing bugs. ”

“The last thing I lack is time.”

Qingyi smiled and said, “But one day, you will not tire of it.” ”

“Nanyan, this kid has made me angry with a demon, I need to go to Weidu and spit out a mouthful of bitterness in my chest.”

“I will hand a sword to Emperor Wenjing.”

“After a sword, no one in Weidu dares to set foot in the Taihang Mountain Range.”

“You and me, we can be quiet.”

Qing Yi pointed at Zhao Mang, “This kid’s life belongs to you, and I want his corpse.” ”

the red python spat out a faint word, “Yes.” ”

listened to one person, one python, and divided himself in two words.

Zhao Mang knew that there was no life in ten deaths.

inner fear, suddenly dissipated much, much.

a bang.

the last time the seventh prince of Wei drew his sword and unsheathed it.

the tip of the sword is pointed directly at the head of the red python.

“long worm, and surnamed Qi, remember, Laozi is called Zhao Mang!”

just say it.

Zhao Mang rushed forward towards the red python.

in the air.

the red python gently flicks its tail.

bang.

the long sword shattered.

Zhao Mang was like a cannonball out of the chamber, and after flying out of the dozen, it snapped and smashed heavily on the rock.

the bones of the whole body were completely shattered.

like a puddle of mashed meat, slowly slipped to the ground.

……

a torrential rain fell on the mountain.

but the town is sunny and blue.

Tsing Yi came to the bun shop with dozens of pounds of meat.

“Oh, Mr. Qi, what kind of meat is this?”

the shopkeeper of the bun shop asked with a smile.

“When I got up early and had nothing to do, I went into the mountains to hunt, and with good luck, I shot a wild boar.”

Tsing Yi unloads the fresh meat onto the board.

“There is too much meat for me to eat alone.”

“You pack more buns and send two drawers to every household, this is processing money.”

Tsing Yi threw a few taels of silver to the treasurer.

looked at Qi Qing’s distant back.

the dispenser’s heart is very unpleasant.

“Repay grievances with virtue, Mr. Gao Feng Liang Festival ~”

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