Chapter 52: The Death of the Serpent King

The atmosphere that had eased just now suddenly became a little tense, Zhao Ruozhi thought about it again, he attached it to Sha Dutian's ear, and he didn't know what to say, Sha Dutian nodded slightly.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ruozhi opened the box and said to Yunhai: "Mr. Yun, Lao Sha was just joking just now, don't take it to heart, the most important thing is to treat them now." ”

Yun Hai's hand clenching the rifle loosened a little, and he stared at Zhao Ruozhi with slightly puzzled eyes, not knowing what they were planning. In fact, as long as the price offered by Sha Dutian is not related to the black box, he can accept it, after all, he is very rich.

Yun Hai squatted down and picked up Qi Lenghan who was in a coma, Qi Lenghan's face was completely blackened, if he didn't treat it, I was afraid that his face would turn into a snake's head.

The ice cubes in the box had begun to melt, Zhao Ruozhi put on a glove, took out a turbid ice fruit from the box, and then handed the box to Yunhai.

Yun Hai was a little puzzled, he hesitated, took the box, took out the turbid ice fruit with his gloved hand, broke Qi Lenghan's mouth with the other hand, and carefully put the turbid ice fruit into Qi Lenghan's mouth, the turbid ice fruit melted away immediately when it encountered the heat, and a pool of clear water flowed into Qi Lenghan's body.

Zhao Ruozhi walked up to Lu Shuiyi and looked at this once delicate and charming woman, he had mixed feelings in his heart: "No matter what,

People have saved themselves several times, and this kindness cannot be repaid. ”

Lu Shuiyi's pale face was no longer like a peach blossom, and there was more pain on her handsome beauty, like Qiubo Qingshui's eyes were a little dim, her silver teeth were clenched, her hands were clenched into fists, and her plump breasts rose and fell with heavy breathing.

Zhao Ruozhi frowned slightly, Lu Shuiyi didn't wear gloves, if he handed her the turbid ice fruit like this, it would definitely not work, looking at her haggard appearance, it was obviously lacking in qi.

Zhao Ruozhi said embarrassedly: "Offended." As he spoke, he handed the turbid ice fruit to Lu Shui's mouth, gentle movements, serious eyes, and in an instant, his heart beat faster.

Whose eyes bring innocence and sincerity, and whose eyes are full of helplessness and longing?

Lu Shuiyi's cherry lips are like budding flowers, slowly blooming, the pink fragrant tongue trembles slightly behind the silver teeth, and the moment the turbid ice fruit melts into her body, whose body fragrance is coming? Does that body fragrance still have a hint of tenderness?

Zhao Ruozhi took off his army green coat and draped it on Lu Shuiyi's body, Lu Shuiyi hugged his beautiful legs with both hands, his silver teeth were clenched, and his hair fluttered with the firelight, and the warm flames sent bursts of greetings.

The light of the fire is soft, the flame is Shanshan, in the coldest time, do you remember who gave you a warmth?

It didn't take long for Lu Shui's face to be drenched in sweat, and the shallow lines gradually receded, revealing the sweet face of the past, Zhao Ruozhi's sincere eyes were filled with eager care, for fear that she would not be able to survive.

In a slight smile, can you captivate the country and the city, the corners of your mouth are slightly raised, and is it still coquettish?

Lu Shuiyi's voice was hoarse and said, "Thank you." "The voice is soft, there is no seduction, the voice is sincere, only rotten.

Zhao Ruozhi was actually stupid, he didn't expect that Lu Shuiyi, who was fierce and evil in the past, could be so gentle and quiet, and unconsciously he was rude, staring directly at others, anyone who was stared at like this would be very uncomfortable.

Lu Shui frowned and scolded: "Have you seen enough, am I so good-looking?" The cold voice instantly pulled the demented Zhao Ruozhi back to reality.

Zhao Ruozhi immediately felt Lu Shuiyi, who was in a normal state, and went to Qi Lenghan's side with his tail between his legs.

"Hmph..."Lu Shui was angry, but she was still very grateful to this silly boy in her heart.

After the turbid ice fruit entered Qi Lenghan's body, he was originally in a coma and woke up from the cold, and Yunhai immediately added a military coat to him, the fire was slight, the heat was surging, Qi Lenghan tugged his neck and endured the cold.

The strong cold qi tore at Qi Lenghan's body, and since his condition was the worst, the effect of the Turbid Ice Fruit was maximized, and his Qiqiao emitted white smoke, I don't know if it was the cloud qi he inhaled. His limbs stretched straight and stiff like a stick, and Yun Hai quickly covered him with another coat.

The fire scorched his body, and even then, frost formed on his face, and his deep purple mouth kept trembling, and no one knew how much pain he had endured at this time.

A few minutes later, the frost on Qi Lenghan's face began to dissipate and slowly turned into water droplets, which the sea of clouds helped him wipe away in time. Immediately after that, cracks began to appear on his blackened face, and layers of black skin rose from the cracks, and the black skin fell off, revealing cleaner skin.

Qi Lenghan slowly opened his eyes, and Yun Hai's concerned eyes were very excited.

Qi Lenghan sat up and said a little fragily: "Thank you, president, thank you Ruozhi." ”

Yunhai said happily: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, wow, hahaha." "There are many things in your life that make you very happy, if there are not many, please cherish them, and if there are many of them, please don't forget.

When the sea of clouds went to look for the wooden block, the snake king had already entered his house, and after one last glance at the verses on the pillar, he jumped into the ice cellar.

Perhaps, the twelve pillars felt despair, love poems everywhere, bursts of sorrow.

The next moment, the house collapsed, burying everything.

The knife is still stuck in the chest, the blood is still flowing, what kind of belief can make you persistently move forward and never look back?

The snake king walked towards the ice palace step by step, the door of the ice palace at this time was already empty, the iceman was nowhere to be found, stepping into the ice palace, the messy dresser was like a broken heart, and the broken mirror could not be reunited.

Originally, it was darkness here, after all, the snake king ate snake blood raw, and after many years of accumulation, his eyes were mutated, and even in the endless darkness, he could see everything.

Ice curtain crystals, ice flowers, when touching, will you remember the oath carved for her in the past?

Does the broken hole in the ice curtain shatter your body and mind, and if you can continue to carve, will you carve more ice flowers to embellish this unbeatable beauty?

The iceman in the corridor has also lost his trace, the corridor is like a mirror, the icicle is like a poem, walking step by step, chanting the obsession in his heart, looking through the Yiren in his eyes?

Closer, closer... Millennial lovesickness, only in front of you.

He was stunned for a moment, there were ice-red flowers on the empty ice bed, where did she go?

He closed his eyes in disbelief, shook his head, cleared his mind, and opened his eyes, there was still no destination on the ice bed that he was looking forward to.

Is that red her blood?

"Ahh

A stumble, he fell, rolled down to the sunken square, even if the knife on his heart shook again, even if it hurt a little more in his heart, but so what?

He crawled forward, with an obsession, and crawled forward with all his might.

His hair began to turn white, his skin began to wrinkle, but the strength to climb forward did not diminish a point.

One hand and one hand, one curl and one curl, one shrink and one shrink... Crawl like this, crawl to the man who used to laugh at himself.

He remembered a long time ago, the first time she came, what a warm and beautiful picture it was, for her, he did not hesitate to activate the black box, sacrificing the lives of the whole clan, just to be able to send her back to her hometown.

But where is her hometown?

Later, he learned that she had only come to retrieve the black box, and she recited an ancient incantation, and the black box emitted endless black light, moving to the deep valley of the sea of clouds, and thus his people were mutated and turned into an iceman with a snake head and a human body, and were frozen in the cold ice for thousands of years.

He laughed, not knowing whether he remembered her peerless face, or laughed at his own ignorance, and he even had a naΓ―ve thought: what is the point of all this?

Is it love? Is it exploitation? Of all things in the world, what will make you persistent, even at all costs?

He began to climb towards the altar, and with each step he grew older, clenching his teeth and not knowing how long he could hold on.

He thought to himself: "As long as someone is sacrificed, he can come back to life, and he will have a way to take you back to his hometown, but who would have thought that it would end like this, in the end, he is too useless." He couldn't help but regret and hate himself, but so what, sigh, there are so many things in this world that people can't do anything about it. He hated them in his heart and cursed them deeply.

The Serpent King finally climbed to the top of the altar, he looked like an old man at this time, if the face lying on the ice bed had not disappeared, would she still be able to recognize the gray-haired and wrinkled man at this moment?

There were pieces of blood printed on the ice bed, he reached out and stroked it, the tentacles were cold, was that her blood? "It's all useless to me, and I haven't even done the least protection."

He actually started crying, is he at the end of his collapse when he is fragile?

He lay on the ice bed, his old face was covered with blood, and he caressed it tenderly like the sea, even if you have dissipated, even if yin and yang are separated.

"Hehehe." There was a burst of laughter, and the Serpent King straightened up sharply, his eyes wandering.

In the hallucination, he saw a beautiful woman smiling at him, "Hehehe..." walking towards him, smiling like a flower and walking towards him with warmth.

He was so stupid that he had long forgotten that he still had a knife in his body.

The woman walked over to the ice bed and sat down, her gentle hands caressing his pale messy hair, and she felt bitter pity. She helped him to lie down slowly.

There was a sense of satisfaction in the eyes of the snake king, once upon a time, this was the happiness he longed for the most, and now, such happiness is right in front of him.

His eyes have been staring at her, never leaving, after he lay down, she also lay down gently, lying beside him, looking at each other, the picture is frozen, happy for a lifetime.

She stroked his hand, gently came to the side of the knife, clutched the hilt, and with gentle eyes, he did not have a trace of fear and resistance, and let her control himself.

Suddenly, the Snake King's hand clenched, the hilt of the sword turned, and blood flowed out, flowing over the already bloody flowers in the ice bed, and so, gone.