Lady Serpent?

Walking in the jungle of southern Xinjiang, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan had a trace of anger in the depths of his cloudy eyes. These Miao descendants, who are like rats crossing the street, attach great importance to the second prince of the Wu Dynasty as they expected, but this Wu Qi's real means, the redemption sword that has never been unsheathed, they still underestimate it, and it is no wonder that they have lost such an elder as Mrs. Snake.

However, I don't know if they did it on purpose, but I heard that the leader has been severely restrained by several elders in the past few years. Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan felt a little painful in his eyebrows, he hadn't thought about it for a long time, but this time it was about Yue Chi, his only personal apprentice, so he didn't blame himself for breaking the peace that had been going on for decades.

The old Taoist priest of Jingtan and Ma Rulong walked in the jungle, the fierceness of the snake venom really surprised the old Taoist priest of Jingtan, and not long after, Ma Rulong's skin became blue and blue, just like the avatar in a roadside novel, which made the old Taoist priest of Jingtan feel a little emotional in his heart whether he was playing a little big just now.

However, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan didn't care very much. To be honest, his first impression of Ma Rulong was not good, and he was subjectively willing, otherwise he would not have sensed that Yue Chi would have broken the wrist of this escaped kid with a slap.

But that's often the case between people, and first impressions affect a lot of things. But this does not affect the laughter and scolding of the people at both ends of his altar and this snake and rat, he may have too many over the years and don't care much.

It's like a piece of dog shit being pulled at the door, as long as it's not at the door of your house, who will care, and if it doesn't affect you because of the flies it gathers, what should you do or what you do. The old Taoist priest of Jingtan thought like this, and scratched his crotch with his right hand from time to time, he did not have the appearance of a master born in the valley at all, in fact, Ma Rulong did not expect him to have it.

It is also looking for a way forward in the jungle, compared to Yuechi, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan is obviously much more sophisticated, and he rarely encounters vines and stumbles along the way, and even muddy ground is rare.

After walking for half an hour, even Ma Rulong clearly felt that the deeper he went into the jungle of southern Xinjiang, the better the environment was getting better and better under the leadership of the old Taoist priest of Jingtan, as if he had crossed the outermost difficulties and dangers of the jungle in southern Xinjiang, and there would be a paradise inside. In the distance, Ma Rulong actually heard the sound of the spring water, licked his thirsty lips, and Ma Rulong quickened his pace.

Finally saw a clear stream, Ma Rulong waited until the old Taoist priest of Jingtan had drunk it, and then stepped forward to moisten his throat, which was about to smoke, carefully avoiding the silver needles on his chest and wrists.

Looking at the blue and blue hands, Ma Rulong sighed, buried his head and prepared to wash his face. Although he had been prepared, Ma Rulong was still startled by Ah Da's face reflected in the stream, and he fell to the ground in fright, not even noticing that the silver needle on his wrist had penetrated a few points.

"Don't grind and chirp, you can't die for the time being, but it's hard to say if you go slowly. The old Taoist priest of Jingtan didn't know where to pull a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, and when he saw Ma Rulong's appearance, he said lazily, and his voice was difficult to lift people's spirits.

Ma Rulong stood up silently, and he didn't care about the thirst in his throat, but he didn't dare to urge the old Taoist priest of Jingtan, so he could only look at the old Taoist priest of Jingtan with a pair of eyes, silent.

The old Taoist priest of Jingtan was horrified by him, spit out the grass on his lips with a "spit", grabbed Ma Rulong's collar, and ran with a big stride.

"Forget it, collect money from people to eliminate disasters for others!" This sentence was not said by the old Taoist priest of Jingtan in his heart.

The old Taoist priest of Jingtan took such a big step, I don't know if the egg was pulled or not, but the speed was indeed much faster, and soon the two of them came to the place where the old Taoist priest of Jingtan was going.

It's hard to imagine that a southern Xinjiang jungle is isolated from the world, this is a simple Miao village, there are men, women and children who come and go, there are no imaginary young adults wielding poisonous snake weapons, and there is even a small market, although there is no shouting, but the transaction is orderly.

Ma Rulong was anxious about the poison on his body, and he didn't care about the pain in his wrist, and asked, "Are we going to the Snake Sect to find an antidote?" The old Taoist priest of Jingtan nodded, and a pair of eyes were already cloudy and shrunken looking at the slender Miao girl who came and went.

Ma Rulong saw that the old Taoist priest of the Jingtan had no effect for the time being, and could only rely on himself. Tearing off the bottom half of his robe to wrap his face, he stepped forward to ask a teenage child who was still playing with mud.

"Little friend, do you know where the snake cult is?"

"Yes. The little boy squatted with his back to Ma Rulong and replied in a strange Mandarin.

"Can you tell me where it is?" asked Ma Rulong patiently, this kind of bear child must not anger them.

"You said the Snake Cult. The little boy turned around, holding a puddle of mud in his hand, "Right here." With a numb smile on his face, a small snake the size of an earthworm sprang out of the mud in his hand and clinged towards Ma Rulong's face.

"Smack, let's chirp!" At the critical moment, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan fried tattered cloth shoes in his hands, and slapped the little snake and the child who played with you into mud. Yes, it's real mud, not a single trace of blood, it's all yellow mud.

"Ah, what's going on!" Ma Rulong took a few steps back in shock. Looking at all the Miao people around him, it was as if he hadn't noticed that such a child had died, what should he do and continue to do it.

"What's going on, it's all fake!" The old Taoist priest of Jingtan beside Ma Rulong didn't move his lips, and Ma Rulong heard an explosion in his ears, and then immediately after that, his hair stood upside down, as if a hand grabbed his hair, and pulled it out hard.

In fact, it was true, the pain was followed by a sense of urgency to be tightly surrounded, a black patch in front of my eyes, and my nostrils, ears, and mouth full of wet and slimy things.

Suddenly brightened up in front of him, and when he saw the light again, Ma Rulong found that the resources were in the Miao people's village, and there were no markets or Miao people around, this was just a swamp, and he had already fallen into it, and the legs of the old Taoist priest of Jingtan around him had also fallen into the swamp.

But apparently he came to his senses much earlier than he woken up, and the moment he came to his senses, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan found himself all deeply trapped, grabbed his hair and pulled himself out, and walked around the ghost gate again.

The old Taoist priest of Jingtan grabbed Ma Rulong's hair with one hand, his hands were full of mud, and the other hand pressed on the swamp, the wet and sticky swamp solidified and exploded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the old Taoist priest of Jingtan carried Ma Rulong out of the solidified swamp.

The tattered cloth shoes of the old Taoist priest of Jingtan had just fallen to the ground, and the moment he stepped on the ground, the whole person shot straight forward like a rocket jet, and he was still dragging Ma Rulong's hair in his hand.

At this moment, Ma Rulong seemed to feel his hair leave his head, along with his scalp.

But the feeling is just a feeling after all, the old Taoist priest of Jingtan grabbed Ma Rulong's hair without changing his face and rushed forward straight, there was a person, a person dressed in Miao clothes, a person who was caught off guard, wearing a silver crown.

The old Taoist priest of Jingtan grabbed Ma Rulong's hair with his left hand, and his body pressed the face of the Miao man wearing a silver crown without stopping, and smashed it on the ground.

"Slept" The old Taoist priest of Jingtan took a sip with a gloomy face, and put down Ma Rulong, who was seriously unwell, "I thought it was those snake slaves who didn't want to die to pile up the corpses, but I didn't expect to catch a big fish." Huh, High Priest!"

After being beaten by the old Taoist priest of Jingtan, who was called the "high priest", the silver-crowned Miao man was almost abusive, and he actually stood up casually and wiped away the blood that overflowed from his ears, nose and mouth without mind.

"Cut, a hybrid beast is still a beast, the life is really big, and I can still stand up after a few broken vertebrae. The old Taoist priest of the Jingtan said unceremoniously.

The high priest of the Snake Sect didn't care at all what the old Taoist priest of the Pure Altar said about himself, but agreed very much, and said with a smile quite freely,

"The Daoist is still so athletic, as for not sending the snake slave, but I came in person, I want to negotiate a deal with the Daoist, the level of the snake slave is too low, as for the Daoist's apprentice, it's okay, isn't it. ”

"Oh, the deal, what the deal. The old Taoist priest of Jingtan raised his eyelids and tried to shoot a fine light, but failed, and he couldn't see anything clearly in a bunch of cloudy eyes, except for obscenity or obscenity.

"I teach two elders, Lady Snake and..." Before the silver-crowned high priest could finish this sentence, he was shocked by the actions of the old Taoist priest of the Pure Altar, his pupils began to dilate, and bright red blood flowed from his eyes.

"The general of the defeated army should have the appearance of the general of the defeated army, who allowed you to stand in front of me and speak?" The old Taoist priest of the Jingtan turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared beside Ma Rulong, and when he reappeared, he was already standing beside the Silver Crown High Priest, and his palm inserted in the heart of the Silver Crown High Priest.

The old Taoist priest of the Pure Altar looked at the disbelieving face of the high priest with cloudy eyes, and said grimly,

"Beast mongrel, when can you negotiate a deal with people!"

"Poof. "The blood gushing from the heart of the Silver Crown High Priest, and the whole person withered and died completely, even if he truly fused with the blood of the snake.

After doing this, the old Taoist priest of the Jingtan still felt that it was not enough, and he was wearing tattered cloth shoes and revealing two big feet, and raised them high, and stepped on the head of the silver-crowned high priest.

"Do you think that I am the same as the heartless swordsmen of the Sword Sect, and the disciples have been bullied in the face, and they don't care about it?"

"Snake Sect, how can the immortal half be worthy of your fright to Xiao Chi?"

The other half was handed over to himself, and the old Taoist priest of Jingtan still had half a sentence in his heart.