As soon as he escaped from the water, he took a big breath, and was immediately swallowed by the hooked snake that came out, and suddenly there was a dimness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and a heavy rancid smell filled all the surrounding spaces.

By the time I reacted, I was already in the stomach of the hooked snake.

I don't know how to describe the feeling, it's like being thrown upside down into a pile of rotten flesh, and all I can touch are sticky, soft and collapsed flesh walls, and I can't even stand on my feet.

Oh no, don't say it's a hooked snake, the gastric juice of the snake is very corrosive, even the bones can melt, damn it, it won't be long before I really become the appetizer of this hooked snake!

There was nothing to see here, only the sour smell of rotting flesh, and my stomach couldn't help but churn. I could feel the hooked snake still struggling underwater, writhing and writhing, and I was dizzy with me.

He stabbed the dagger into the wall of its stomach, and even if it was a blow, it stabilized itself slightly. There was a sudden tingling pain in the arm, and it began, and the corrosion of gastric juice was about to begin.

All I can do now is to join them in and pray that the snake will be pierced before it is corroded, or they will only see a sticky lump of flesh if they kill it.

Unable to care about anything, I was like a madman, frantically raising a dagger and stabbing everything around me. These walls of flesh are like living beings, beating like hearts, and with each stab they suck their entire arms in, and when they are pulled out, they spurt out a stream of blood mixed with gastric juices.

The clothes on his body should have been torn in half, and his skin felt a tingling pain. I feel like I'm bitten by a "flower marriage", I don't know the corrosiveness of the two, if it's PK, who will be stronger.

Dragging the half-crippled calf, running around the stomach of the hooked snake, and gradually becoming familiar with this soft underfoot, the hooked snake would suddenly turn over, throw me back to the original point several times.

Even inside, you can still hear it. A loud sound made by a hooked snake when it hits. I could barely do anything other than continue to mechanically prick the lining of its stomach.

Have you ever seen a snake spitting food?

It's like a python eating an antelope, but the antelope horns are indissolvable until the end. The python will spit out the antelope horns. Or just that. At the time of eating. Frightened.

Maybe I'm too fussy in its stomach, and I haven't waited for it to digest me thoroughly. I cut the wall of his stomach into pieces of rotten flesh -- and it was a lose-lose situation.

The walls of flesh under his feet and behind him began to squeeze, and the pressure was so great that it was like trying to smash something. My whole body was quickly pushed out, and for a moment I smelled a stronger sour smell, and before I could stabilize it, my whole body was spit out, and I slammed into the stone wall on the shore, covered in a sticky and smelly liquid.

I took a sip of saliva and took several deep breaths, although the smell here is also good, but it is better than the stomach of the hooked snake.

As soon as I struggled to get up, the sissy was also thrown off the back by the hooked snake, and by coincidence, it hit me, and I suddenly felt that most of the bones in my body should be broken.

Looking at his situation, it is not optimistic, seven or eight wrist-thick blood holes can be found on his back and legs, although the wounds are not particularly deep, but all of them are shocking, gurgling with blood, this should be the "masterpiece" of the long thorn on the side of the hooked snake.

"Sissy!" As soon as I pushed him up, his face was pale, and he almost had a tendency to faint, "Sissy!" Don't get dizzy! Brace yourself! ”

It shouldn't be possible to let him go down and fight with the hooked snake again, there are a few wounds that almost hurt the critical, and it's a blessing that he didn't die.

I held him steady, leaned against the stone wall, turned around and limped again, wiped his face, cursed, and quickly pounced on the hooked snake.

Fuck it! Lao Tzu fought with you!

The hooked snake shook its head and opened its mouth wide at me, and its fangs were exposed in front of my eyes, and the stench suddenly floated out again, and saliva alone splashed all over me.

I grabbed the alcohol from my backpack and threw it in its mouth. Eat me as a snack, right? I'll let you eat enough!

I just wanted to find a lighter or anything that could ignite it, only to find that it was already a wet patch, and even if there was a fire, it should not be used.

The hooked snake must have been dissatisfied with the mess I threw into its mouth, and stabbed me in place with its tail hook, almost reflexively, and I took several steps backwards, and fell to the ground because of the inconvenience of my legs.

At the critical moment, Baili Xiping jumped out of nowhere, and slashed into its other eye with a claw, successfully diverting his attention. Suddenly, the hook snake was so painful that it started to run away again, and this time it directly threw Baili Xiping down, and the rising water waves fell from a high place and smashed on people, which was also painful.

The entire darkroom was shaken by the shock, and there was a visual sense of collapse.

Baili Xiping rolled around twice on the spot, one stood up, and with a flick of his right hand, a large ball of fleshy things fell at my feet, and I looked at it, good guy, it was actually the eyes of the hooked snake! No wonder the hooked snake went on a rampage like this.

"Don't be stunned!" Baili Xiping jumped out, grabbed my shoulder, and lifted me up. I had some doubts about whether he was really blind or not.

The hooked snake violently slashed its tail all over it, like a huge whip with thorns, and smashed the entire shore into a long, hideous slit.

As soon as I pushed Baili Xiping away, the tail landed between the two of us.

Strange, why did it suddenly stop attacking?

When I rolled around and entered what looked like a corner, the Hooked Snake immediately stopped attacking me, is its attack still limited?

Thinking about it, I didn't rush out to fight it, but glanced at the surroundings. The situation was urgent before, and I didn't have time to see it clearly.

When I looked at it this way, I found that there was a pier-like thing placed in each corner, about the thickness of a person, and the position near the ground was hollowed out, and a fist-thick black gold chain was pulled out from it, which extended to the depths of the pool.

I immediately understood where the sound of the metal chains came from before the hooked snake was attacked underwater at the beginning, and the hooked snake was locked here at all, and if I didn't guess wrong, the reason why it didn't dare to attack here was because it was suppressed by this chain.

Thinking of this, I tentatively tugged at the chain, and the hooked snake quickly leaned its head over, opened its mouth wide and threatened me, and the tail hook raised high shook slightly, but it never meant to attack.

I slammed the chain outward, and as if under a strange force, the chain was quickly retracted inside, and even the hooked snake roared furiously, and was "dragged" into the bottom of the pool.

I see, no wonder it doesn't dare to attack here, the more it resists, the stronger the chain will be against it. Good guy, I've finally caught a weak point! (To be continued......)