Chapter Twenty-Four: Getting Out of Trouble with Difficulty

However, Zhao Wushuang didn't know all this at all, thinking that it was the nature of animals to be afraid of thunder. He vaguely remembered seeing this in the animal world in his previous life. I didn't know there was so much to say.

But the next moment, an indescribable sense of crisis suddenly came to my heart! This was even more creepy than when he was targeted by the white python in the deep pool behind the Dragon King Temple.

Boom, boom!

A deafening thunder sounded in the sky again, and to Zhao Wushuang's ears, it seemed as if the thunder had penetrated his soul straight through the sky. The shock made him sore, and the battle with this Indian snake controller had consumed a lot of his physical strength, and now he wanted to vomit blood even more uncomfortably.

"No, I'll have to find a place to hide and recuperate. scolded the next door, this time not only did not destroy the food reserves of the British, but made himself suffer. Thinking so in his heart, Zhao Wushuang prepared to twist his aching body and leave.

But at this moment, something happened that caught him off guard. The masculine thunder in the sky was finally completely attracted by the yin qi in Zao Wushuang's body with the assistance of the piece of iron inserted in his body!

With a bang, a thunderbolt fell directly on the ground not far from Zhao Wushuang's side, scorching it black. Scared him aback.

Before he could come back to his senses, there was another thunderbolt, which hit Zhao Wushuang's body directly, and immediately knocked him into the air!

The five-meter-long giant snake body seemed to be a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and it slammed into the lower part of the small wooden house, which had not completely collapsed, and there was a small noise. Finally, the small cabin where the snake control man lived before was completely turned into ruins.

At this time, Zhao Wushuang was paralyzed in the ruins of wood and rubble, charred and black, still smoking outside. Moreover, in the area where the thunder struck that day, not only did the snake scales all fall off, but even the muscles inside turned into a large piece of pitch black, exuding a scorching smell.

That appearance is as miserable as it is.

"Indian Ah San, I'm a grass mud horse!"

This is the most real heartfelt writing of Zhao Wushuang lying miserably in the ruins. If he didn't know at this time that the Indian snake controller had all played against him before he died, it was a problem with his IQ.

"God, you play with me......" This is Zao Woushuang's second sentence.

He could feel that he was seriously injured by the thunderbolt, and it was estimated that this time it was a big loss, and he wouldn't be able to get better for a while. What made him feel even more painful was that he could clearly feel that after the masculine power of the heavenly thunder broke through his scale armor, the remaining strength still drilled into his muscles and body.

Therefore, the evil qi power in the body was temporarily suppressed. This also means that his powerful narrow blade-like evil qi and blood light may not be used for the time being.

But this is also a chance, and he hasn't died after being struck by thunder, in fact, if it's according to folklore. Zhao Wushuang has already survived the "thunder tribulation" of monsters in disguise!! Of course, these are fundamentally two concepts from the thunder tribulation caused by those big demons in mythology.

Zao Woushuang didn't know if there really was such a powerful existence in this world as in myths and legends - at least now he basically didn't believe it. Otherwise, in the real history, Huaxia would not have been beaten by the Xiyi ghost for a hundred years. It really disgraced the face of the ancestors.

"Don't think too much about it first, it's important to take care of your injuries and gradually increase your strength. After I go back this time, I have to find a way to have a good and honest conversation with Yang Ye. I'm going to have to find a way to gather my followers. After all, the benefits brought by the power of incense are very great, and it is not like the power of evil qi that has no side effects. I'm a snake god, and the gods have to be a bit like a snake god, and they can't always be very evil. Zhao Wushuang lay in the ruins and regained his strength while calculating.

This guy really wants to go back to being a "god stick" right now. The two identities of the snake god and the incarnation of the dragon king are very easy to use! Once he can really succeed, he believes that within half a year, he will definitely be able to reach the ordinary sword and slash desperately, and he can't break through the scale armor of the snake god.

"What's going on? Is something wrong with the warehouse? Check it out! ”

"Master Shah Rukh personally guards the warehouse, how can something happen. Just now I wanted to see a thunderbolt fall directly into the warehouse. ”

A cacophony suddenly sounded outside, and then the sound of neat footsteps was heard, apparently the British soldiers patrolling the island were attracted by the movement just now.

Zhao Wushuang's heart was shocked, and he secretly thought that it was broken. Am I lying here like this, waiting to be abused? It's better to go to the top with thirty-six plans.

He desperately tried to move, but his badly injured body couldn't move at all. After a few attempts, they only moved slightly and knocked away some of the debris.

At this moment, the door of the warehouse had been opened, and piles of heavily loaded British Army soldiers and a large number of Indian Asan-mercenaries poured in.

It may be due to the fact that Zao Wushuang was struck by lightning, and he himself is black. Therefore, the collapse of the ruins of the wooden house was not noticed at first sight - mainly because the soldiers who came in were mostly attracted by the headless corpse of the snake controller who fell to the ground.

"Master Shahrukh!"

"How is that possible? He is a master who understands the mysterious spells of the East, how could he die? ”

"And the head is off. Oh my God, it's unbelievable. ”

The Indian soldiers were more superstitious than the British, and they were in awe of their own snake-control techniques. Now seeing Master Shah Rukh die here inexplicably, his head is still missing, and his face has a look of fear. I didn't care about using English anymore, so I just said it in Hindi.

The officers of the British soldiers seemed dissatisfied, and frowned and reprimanded the panicked Indian Asan......

Zhao Wushuang, who was hiding in the ruins, saw this situation, and smiled secretly in his heart: "I haven't found the master yet, you yourself have started infighting first." Very good, very good, I want to grasp the reality and rush out directly! As long as you enter the dense forest, even if the master is seriously injured, you can't do anything about me. ”

Finally, the lurking Zhao Wushuang waited for an opportunity. From his position, there was a straight line to the entrance of the warehouse, revealing a flaw.

Now is the time! Spelled !!

Zhao Wushuang endured the severe pain, forcibly supporting the muscles that had been scorched by the thunder just now, tensing and stretching, and the powerful force drove his body like a black cannonball, swiping from the ruins to shoot out of the warehouse gate!

Accurately passed through the crack of the person, and then landed outside the gate with a click.