Chapter Forty-Eight: Getting Out of Trouble?

Suddenly, Ye Tian felt a heat on his forehead, and couldn't help but wipe his palm in confusion, but it was a sticky transparent liquid, and he approached his nose and smelled itβ€”there was a fishy smell mixed with sulfur. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Could it be raining?

It's a strange apocalypse, the water has turned stinky......

"Ahh

Looking up, he saw a huge red snake head across his face, a hideous snake mouth sticking to a trace of transparent liquid, and a pair of snake eyes bigger than a bull's eye stared at him tightly, with curiosity and closeness in his eyes.

That's right, Ye Tian actually saw closeness in the eyes of a snake!

For a moment, everything seemed to stand still, with only a man and a snake staring at each other with wide eyes.

This Red Flame Dragon Snake won't really like me, will it? Or are you wondering where to start?

"My lord! Lu Bu is here! ”

Suddenly, Lu Bu's loud shout woke Ye Tian up, I'm in Shekou!

Busy writhing all over his body, using all the strength to feed, the skin around his body vibrated and the dark energy gushed out.

It seems that Ye Tian's efforts have worked, only to feel that the snake body wrapped around his body is getting looser and looser, and he is overjoyed!

Just as he was about to work harder, when he got out, the loose snake body suddenly tightened, causing his eyelids to turn red and his lips to turn purple!

"! What kind of plane?! Ahem..."

I saw that the red flame dragon snake that had just calmed down was full of fierce aura, and the red snake pupils were staring at one place, and the nostrils were even more gray-white mist.

Suffered! It must be Lu Bu who came to save me!

Ye Tian hurriedly followed the gaze of the Red Flame Dragon Snake - a majestic figure with a phoenix-tailed pheasant, a golden crown on his head, a hundred flowers robe, Tang Yi armor, and a lion barbarian treasure belt on his waist, his face was resolute, and he rode a halberd, stepping on the rolling dust!

"General Lu, slow down! Don't come here yet, I can save myself! ”

At this moment, Ye Tian felt like a hostage being taken hostage, for fear that the 'police' would anger the robbers.

"Lord?!"

Hearing that it was the lord Ye Tian's shout, Lu Bu didn't dare to disobey, so he hurriedly lifted the reins of the horse and stopped his figure.

"Lord, how are you?"

Ye Tian's face flushed and he gasped, and said with relief: "I'm fine!" You take ten steps back, and I'll be able to come out myself! ”

β€œβ€¦ Good! Be careful! ”

Lu Bu wandered for a while, considering the powerful combat power of the Red Flame Dragon Snake, knowing that he was difficult to defeat, he helplessly urged the war horse to slowly retreat.

As Lu Bu retreated, the aura of the Red Flame Dragon Snake gradually calmed down, and its tense snake body gradually relaxed.

Ye Tianyueji, who had been prepared for a long time, twisted his body like a loach, and the remaining dark energy continued to pierce like a needle.

Ye Tian was like a person who was stuck in a quagmire, he didn't dare to make a big move, for fear of backfire.

He could only move his body a little bit, squeeze out a little bit, and the Red Flame Dragon Snake didn't stop him, just stared at a pair of snake eyes, as if he was constantly curious.

"Whew..."

Ye Tian suppressed the joy in his heart and exhaled slowly, feeling that there was only one step left to get out of trouble.

I'm still missing a pair of legs, and I'm finally squeezing it out...

Suddenly, I felt a wet neck, and a soft and wet thing was slipping, and I was shocked.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back, and he said secretly - this is the legendary joy and sorrow?

Ye Tian waited stiffly for a while, but he didn't see any other movements in it, and secretly cheered himself up, it's okay, it's okay, it's just a little bit!

It seemed to be favored by the goddess of fate, and waited until he pulled out his foot, and the Red Flame Dragon Snake behind him didn't see any other movements, just licked his back with a sticky tongue.

(To be continued)