I touched the scales with my hand, they were sharp, cold, and I knocked on them, and there was a sound of metal clanging, this is fucking steel armor!

Turning his head to discuss with the White Snake, he found that its head was behind his head, and he was still spitting out letters from time to time.

Yang Xiuwen was so frightened that he instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and said in shock: "Xiaobai, what are you going to do?" ”

The white snake shook its terrifying head, and the immature voice sounded in his head: "Didn't I want to see how you got it, but when I got closer, I felt that the breath on your body smelled good." Hi hi! ”

Yang Xiuwen was really speechless, that is, he, if he changed someone, he would definitely be scared to death.

He knocked the scales of the white snake with his hand and said, "Listen to yourself, this is steel!" The scalpel is useless, the wound can't be cut, the iron piece can't be taken out, what do you say? ”

White Snake began to roll his eyes again.

Said disdainfully: "I don't know what to say about you, as a qi practitioner, you don't even have a decent weapon, it's true. Hey, wait a minute. After saying that, he jumped into the lake with a bang and disappeared.

Yang Xiuwen didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, he was actually despised by a snake, feeling that 10,000 alpacas had stepped on the grassland, and he was quite speechless.

After about five minutes, the white snake came back, opened his mouth and spit out something and flew towards Yang Xiuwen, and when he took it, he saw that it was a dagger.

It is about twenty-four or five centimeters long, and the scabbard is wooden, and has rotted into slag. But the outside is wrapped in a layer of animal fur of unknown animals, but it is well preserved.

The handle is jade, with four U-shaped ribs, and there is no gauntlet, but it feels very comfortable to hold in the hand.

Holding the hilt of the knife and gently pulling it out, there seemed to be a dragon's groan, and the blade of the knife glowed green in the moonlight, extremely sharp and murderous.

When he saw the two Qin characters on the knife, he gasped and said, "Fish intestines, fish intestine sword!" ”

The white snake shook his head proudly and said, "How is it?" It's okay, I'll give it to you. ”

Yang Xiuwen raised his head and looked at it and asked, "Xiaobai, do you still have some good things, take them out and show them to me?" ”

The white snake shook his head like a drum, and said repeatedly: "No, no, this is it, and I will give it to you." ”

Yang Xiuwen smiled and didn't ask, after all, he had already given himself the fish intestine sword, and said to it sincerely: "Thank you, Xiaobai." Let's start healing. ”

Holding the fish intestine and gently scratching the wound of Xiaobai, the scales as hard as iron were cut like tofu.

With a bang, pus and blood spurted out, but fortunately he dodged quickly, otherwise he would have sprayed all over.

After a while, the pustule deflated, and he opened the wound with his hand, and saw a shrapnel about five centimeters long, which had turned red and black.

Yang Xiuwen took out the tweezers, slowly clamped the shrapnel, and said to the white snake at the same time: "Xiaobai, I'm going to pull out the iron piece, hold back." After speaking, he pulled it violently, and with a bang, the shrapnel was pulled out.

A stream of black pus and blood also flowed out. The white snake trembled at this time, and its scales rubbed against each other and made a rattling sound, which was heard far away in the silent night.

Without stopping, Yang Xiuwen quickly cut off the rotten flesh at the wound with the fish intestine sword.

Slowly, the black blood from the wound was gone, and bright red blood flowed out.

While the white snake was still trembling and in a trance, he quickly took out the glass bottle prepared in advance, closed it and put it into the ring after receiving it.

Then he asked, "Xiaobai, do you want to disinfect it with alcohol, but it also hurts." ”

The white snake finally changed at this time, and when he heard it, he was still in pain and hurriedly said: "Don't, no need, I can recover by myself, you help me protect the Fa." ”

After speaking, his body of more than ten meters was coiled together in the shape of a tower, his head was tilted towards the night sky, and his whole body exuded a faint light, motionless.

Yang Xiuwen cleaned up the pus, blood, and rotten flesh on the ground, and then stood on a stake not far from the white snake, guarding it while cultivating.

The night in Hangzhou in February is still cold, around zero. But for him and the white snake are not affected, a man and a beast, like two sculptures, stand on the broken bridge.

The wind blows across the lake, the scales are dotted, the nightingale seems to wake up, "quack, quack" to call its companions, the night owl thinks it is noisy, flapping its wings and making a "cooing" sound...

At about four o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiuwen noticed that the white snake had woken up.

When I came to it, I found that the wound on its tail had nearly healed, leaving only a shallow scar, and it was estimated that it would not take long to recover.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, sure enough, as the book said, the dragon clan does have a terrifying self-healing ability.

The white snake flicked its nimble tail, excited.

said to Yang Xiuwen: "Thank you, from today on, you will be my good friend, I decided to give you another baby, you wait, I will come when I go." ”

After speaking, he jumped into the water again, much faster than before, and Yang Xiuwen didn't even have time to speak...