Soon, a large group of purple-veined pythons swept in.

When the first few purple-veined pythons approached within ten meters, Ling Jiuqiu used his body to get rid of Cao Qianjun's entanglement and fled straight into the distance.

"Damn! Don't run away! ”

Cao Qianjun no longer had the reason and calmness he had before, and a few strands of long hair on his forehead were scattered, roaring fiercely and madly.

He could already smell the fishy smell in the mouth of the purple-veined python behind him, and he could also feel the slight shaking of the ground.

The purple python is already close at hand!

Cao Qianjun's heart sank.

His mind also regained some calm.

He hurriedly sped up and chased after Ling Jiuqiu, who had fled.

But at this time, the nearest purple-veined python suddenly ejected out, and the blood basin opened its mouth more than a meter, directly swallowing his entire body.

Cao Qianjun only felt that his eyes were dark, and a disgusting smell completely surrounded him.

The tough, slippery walls of his mouth wrapped his body tightly, making him unable to move, let alone exert his strength.

Even in such a desperate situation, he did not give up struggling, and was about to turn his wrist and try to attack with the spear in his hand.

But then, a soft barbed object wrapped around his arm and slid onto the spear in his hand, wrapping it up.

Then he slammed it hard, as if trying to pull the spear out of his hand.

"It's a snake letter."

Cao Qianjun instinctively felt a chill in his heart.

Humans instinctively fear snake creatures, devoured by pythons, and entangled by snake letters, which makes people shudder.

Even for a strong man like Cao Qianjun, his arm couldn't help but tremble.

Snake letter entwined at the same time.

The walls of the purple python's mouth squirmed, and an extremely powerful force acted on his body, trying to swallow it completely into his abdomen.

"Nope! No! ”

Cao Qianjun was frightened and wanted to shout for help, but the sound couldn't be heard at all.

His body was tightly wrapped around the wall of his mouth, and he couldn't use his strength, but now under the strong swallowing force and the reverse pull of the snake letter, the spear finally came out of his hand.

"Gollum!"

The purple-veined python that swallowed Cao Qianjun squirmed in its throat, and a trace of obvious bulging slid all the way to its abdomen.

Then a spear was spat out.

"A thousand troops!"

Zhao Zhen, who had already fled a little far, hurriedly turned around, just saw this scene, and couldn't help shouting with tears in his eyes.

Although he chose to give up support, it was because he knew that he could not be saved, which did not mean that he had no feelings for Cao Qianjun.

On the contrary, the two have known each other since childhood, and at the age of eighteen they began to make a living together, joined gangs together, hunted together in the wild, and even robbed past merchants together in the name of bandits, and experienced countless lives and deaths together, and their feelings were extremely deep.

But now, the other party is dying in front of his eyes.

"Qianjun, if I have the chance, I will definitely avenge you!"

Zhao Zhen turned his head and continued to flee.

As a martial artist, he has seen too many partings of life and death, even if Cao Qianjun, who has a very deep relationship with him, dies, it is impossible for him to lose his mind.

Ling Jiuqiu also turned his head to look.

"Tsk! It was swallowed in an instant, this purple-veined python is really powerful, it is worthy of being a tenth-level demon beast! ”

He couldn't help but be secretly speechless, and turned his head to look at Zhao Zhen and Wu Hang, who had fled a little far.

"Looks like there's no chance of dragging them into the water."

Without his delay, it would be impossible for Zhao Zhen and Wu Hang to be caught up by those purple-veined pythons.

The other party had already seen the horror of this group of purple-veined pythons, so naturally he would not be given a chance to get close.

After all.

Although the swimming fish body technique of the Nine Autumn Dacheng realm is powerful, it is mainly good at dodging, rather than straight-line speed.

Therefore, he may not be able to catch up with Zhao Zhen and the others.

The purple-veined python behind him was still chasing frantically, but the distance between the two sides had become farther and farther.

Gradually, there was no movement behind him.

Ling Jiuqiu continued to flee to the belly of a mountain, and after a careful search, he found a suitable cave and hid in, and piled up a one-man high boulder at the entrance of the cave to cover up.

"Whew, it's finally over!"

Ling Jiuqiu leaned against the rock wall and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

At this time, it was close to evening, and the light in the forest was not good, and the visual range in the evening was almost less than 20 meters, and the five fingers in the cave could not be reached.

Ling Jiuqiu fell asleep against the rock wall like this.

In the middle of the night, he woke up naturally.

A fire fold was lit, and the dark cave suddenly became bright.

Ling Jiuqiu stretched his body in the cave and began to practice the Tiger Demon Body Refining Fist.

The heat gushing out of the Spirit Devouring Python's body merged into every inch of Ling Jiuqiu's flesh and blood at a faster speed, strengthening his body and storing it as true qi.

The body absorbs faster, the Spirit Swallowing Python also digests faster, and the heat gushes out more and more, faster and faster.

It made Jiuqiu's cultivation grow little by little, and little by little it approached the boundary between the sixfold and sevenfold true qi realm.

When he was immersed in cultivation.

City of Eversprings.

The moonlight, as cool as water, spreads over the earth.

Lingfu, outside the mansion of Lingbailong.

Two subordinates guarded the gate of the courtyard, and two other subordinates guarded the wall, almost surrounding the entire courtyard.

Even in the middle of the night, they are still in high spirits, carefully watching all the movements around them.

The subordinates here are all arranged by Jiang Hai personally, and the requirements are extremely strict, once the patrolmen find that they are lazy and napping, they will be severely punished.

So no one dares to be careless.

But no matter how tightly defended you are, you can only guard the outside, but you can't guard the inside.

At this time.

In the side room in the courtyard, Ling Zhanhui, who was temporarily transferred to guard Ling Bailong, quietly pushed open the door and walked out, walking slowly to Ling Bailong's window.

After wetting his fingers with his mouth, he turned around the paper window and poked a small hole, and his eyes came up to observe it for a while.

It was pitch black inside.

Through the moonlight, he faintly saw the high quilt on the bed, and a messy pile of hair that was scattered.

Ling Zhanhui cautiously came to the door, pierced the thin blade through the crack in the door, and flicked the latch little by little.

The movements are gentle and silent.

It took two minutes for only the twenty-centimeter-long latch to finally break out.

Ling Zhanhui gently pushed the door open.

After all, it is the courtyard of the young patriarch, even the door is made of excellent materials, and the structure is extremely perfect, and the opening and closing of the door is extremely smooth, without making the slightest sound.

Ling Zhanhui held a long sword in his hand and walked quickly to the bed.

The feet in soft cloth shoes did not make a sound between the rise and fall.

Swish!

The long sword slashed between the black hair and the quilt, where it should be the neck of the white dragon.

"Got it!"

"Oops! It turned out to be a fake! ”

Two thoughts popped out of Ling Zhanhui's mind almost at the same time, and his heart suddenly cooled.

"Wow!"

The lantern is lit.

A burly figure nearly two meters tall stepped out of the shadows, and a calm voice came from behind him.

"Tell me who arranged it, and you can walk more steadily."

"Steward!"

Ling Zhanhui's face was as pale as paper.

The moment he found out that Ling Bailong on the bed was fake, he knew that he had been tricked.

In the face of Ling Jianghai, who had already reached the peak of his True Qi Realm cultivation, there was no possibility of escaping.

He turned his head slowly, his lips trembling unconsciously, and he said with a trembling voice: "Please spare the chief steward!" ”