I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The rain stopped.

The mountains fogged up.

Old Lin was silent.

Gu Wuyang held a steel long knife in his hand and led the five Praetorian Guards forward cautiously.

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

It was like burning blood, and there was a majestic breath of life that was terrifying.

“How many years has this beast lived?!”

Gu Wuyang pinched her knuckles until they turned white.

Keep moving forward.

After a dozen counts.

The six stopped.

A pair of eyes, all like copper bells.

Not far away, the giant python was lying in the forest, and the huge python’s head was pierced by the black death spear, and the red blood was gurgling.

“Whew~”

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 those densely turned, layered, and tightly closed crimson-gold scales.

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

The long knife slashed, the scales clanged, and strands of sparks burst out.

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

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

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

“And the bones…”

the self-talk stopped abruptly.

Gu Wuyang suddenly turned into a stone statue, not moving.

“Master 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, trembling.

The young man’s two eyes, filled with 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.

The inverted pupils that are red as blood exude evil nature.

Like burning gold, bright and sticky will flow out of the eye socket.

A voice sounded in Gu Wuyang’s heart.

The voice was hoarse, and he roared for him to run away, run away.

However, the soles of the young man’s feet seemed to take root and could not move an inch.

Without warning.

The giant python opened its blood basin sharply.

One mouthful swallowed Gu Wuyang into his mouth.

The first thing I felt was the overwhelming smell of blood.

Immediately afterwards, what greeted Gu Wuyang’s eyes were hundreds of sharp teeth.

It was as if the giant python had hundreds of shining swords in its mouth.

The python’s mouth gradually exerted 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.

The tip of the tooth pierces the skull and pierces the brain.

Pierced in the chest, pierced in the heart.

“My life rests~”

The moment the thought just arises.

Bang.

The young man’s whole body burst in the python’s mouth.

……

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and nothing can be seen from two feet away.

Ye Zhaoqiu, a girl in white, ran away with everyone.

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

“Unfavorable, 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 white clothes before entering the mountain were stained with mud stars this morning.

Wet clothes cling to the skin, outlining the girl’s beautiful curves.

“I’m afraid that if Master Father comes, he won’t be able to subdue that beast!”

“Gu Wuyang is right, humans 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 your own 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 retreat of life and death.

If you don’t enter the sky, you are all ants.

Master is right.

Land.

A warm snort sprayed on the back.

The girl in white jerked her spirit.

Take a deep breath.

Turn around slowly.

The two lacquer pupils in Qiu Shui’s long eyes trembled slightly.

The huge and hideous python head almost filled the eyes.

The evil awe-inspiring red vertical pupils looked down condescendingly.

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

Yes, just the purest cold-bloodedness.

The wind blows through the Qinku Mountains.

Cut through the clouds.

A huge python head hanging down.

The girl in white looking up.

It’s like a beautiful ink painting.

“Python… Python fairy!

“Family Master 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.

The red python chews slowly and swallows.

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 it! Damn it! Damn it!

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

“No, no, I shouldn’t have accepted 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 a rolling belt, and his brocade clothes and jade clothes were stained with mud.

Ten steps and two steps.

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

What comes into view is a babbling stream.

By the stream, there stood a slender figure.

Tsing Yi flowing.

“Qi Qingyan!”

Zhao Mang braked slightly.

Tsing Yi did not look at Zhao Mang.

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

Zhao Mang turned his head cautiously.

With a hiss, he gasped fiercely.

Reflected in the terrified eyes is a terrifying python like a small mountain.

In Zhao Mang’s creepy gaze.

The red python spat out words.

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

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

“Only once.”

The conversation of one person and one python made Zhao Mang’s scalp tingle.

Rain?

The storm before, it was really this red python’s handiwork!

Fuck, is this a python or a dragon?!

“Nan 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.”

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

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

“I will hand over a sword to Emperor Wenjing.”

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

“You and I 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 word lightly, “Yes.” ”

Listening to one person, one python, in three words, he divided himself.

Zhao Mang knew that ten deaths were lifeless.

The fear in my heart suddenly dissipated much, much more.

Zheng snorted.

The Seventh Prince of Wei drew his sword for the last time.

The tip of the sword pointed straight at the head of the red python.

“Long worm, and the surname Qi, remember, Laozi is called Zhao Mang!”

Say nothing.

Zhao Mang rushed forward towards the red python.

Breaking 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 ten zhang, it snapped and smashed heavily on the rock.

The bones in the whole body were completely shattered.

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

……

A torrential rain fell in the mountains.

However, the town is sunny and blue.

Tsing Yi carried dozens of pounds of meat to the bun shop.

“Hey, 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 so much meat that I can’t finish eating alone.”

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

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

Looking at Qi Qing’s distant back.

The treasurer’s heart is very unpleasant.

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