The small snake body, unable to withstand the invasion of the swamp gas, writhed on the bed, reached the edge, and fell, like an earthworm leaving the soil, rolling back and forth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the young man walked in holding the hand of the beautiful woman, and saw the small hairy snake rolling on the ground, and the man frowned, and immediately stepped forward, wanting to hold it up with his hand.

The snake's tail was too ruthless, and it was thrown directly on his hand, opening him, and after spitting out a few drops of black blood, there was no movement.

"Queen Mother, it's not going to die, is it?" he said.

A few drops of black blood on the ground made a stabbing sound, and then directly turned into black gas and evaporated.

“…… Yes. The man on the bed made a hoarse voice.

The beautiful woman immediately stepped forward, and her golden clothes floated up, bringing a pleasant fragrance.

She helped the man to sit up, her eyes were gentle as water, and she looked the man up and down, and the more she looked, the more worried her eyes became. The man's face was still very gray, covered with black lines like cracks, and it looked very penetrating.

The man coughed twice, some warmth appeared in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Mi'er, I didn't expect that this king would wake up one day, and this king thought that he would never see you again." ”

Naomi held his hand tightly, trembling a little, and shook her head.

"Dear king, you will be all right. She said.

The young man walked up to Hughes with the little hairy snake in both hands, his eyes down, and a little guilty.

"Green, do you have anything to say? What is this little thing?" he looked at the little snake that seemed to be dead, and wondered why this little thing had grown like this.

"Father, this little thing saved me and my mother, and it still wants to save you, but unfortunately, it seems that the spiritual energy in its body has been exhausted, and it has already ......" He said, placing the snake in his hand on Hughes's pillow, taking a few steps back, shaking his head and sighing.

Both Naomi and Hughes looked at her with gratitude and shame, and they were extremely sorry that the little one had lost his life to save them.

If this Danlan Kingdom is still as prosperous as before, they will definitely build a church for this little thing, so that she will be admired by all the people of Danlan Kingdom...... It's a pity that now, the whole country ......

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"Take her to the holy pool for washing, and hope that she will succeed in entering heaven, as this kind child should be. Hughes, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

His heart was heavy, and when he saw Green take him away, he withdrew his gaze and sighed.

Everything in Long Huanshan's body, except for the light cluster and heart, was eroded and emptied, and even the bones were swallowed up by the swamp gas.

Although the pain is unbearable, this pain is really nothing compared to the previous thunder tribulation......

Seeing the intact light and heart, the swamp gas seemed to be angry, and kept attacking the light. But every time it gets closer, the black biogas turns into a holy white and is swallowed up by it.

The biogas launched an even more fierce attack, and the black began to infect the white dragon scales, and the white dragon scales began to gradually turn black.

Green, who was holding the little hairy snake, saw this situation, and his heart became even more guilty, it turned out that this little thing saved them by sucking the black qi that crushed them into his body!

He ran towards the holy pool at a faster speed, he didn't want the little snake to be left with a curse after he died.

There was only a small pool of this holy pool, which was almost dry at this time, and there were still a few drops left. The water of this sacred pool has a healing effect and also has the effect of washing away the curses of the dead.

Next to the pond is a statue of the Holy Maiden, who is said to be the founder of the Danlan Kingdom. She looked, holy and charming, and that faint smile on her face was tolerant of all.

Her left hand was folded and erect, as if she was casting a spell, and her right hand pointed to the small holy pool, and every day, a drop of pure, milky holy water would drip from her fingertips, and it would fall into this holy pool.