This snake also sees Jing Zhao as an old enemy.

Holding his head high, he kept spitting snake letters at him.

One person and one snake confronted each other for a long time, Jing Zhao clenched the long knife and struck first.

He raised his knife and slashed at the snake with great force. At the same time, the snake jumped up and pounced on Jing Zhao's face.

Jing Zhao has never fought a snake.

It's the first time I've seen a snake fly!

He shouted in his heart:!

Yang's long knife in the air paused for half a second in an instant, but it was at this moment that the snake jumped up and wrapped itself around Jing Zhao's neck.

Same pose! Same location!

Jing Zhao was depressed in his heart, did he want to lose under the same snake twice?!

The snake was half a centimeter away from him, and the snake hyacinth that spit out almost touched Jing Zhao's skin with every temptation. Its entire body was now coiled around Jing Zhao's neck.

The cold, slippery touch of the close-up made him feel sick and physiologically repulsed.

Jing Zhao held the knife in his hand, but there was no use for it. He looked at it, and there was only one last way left.

He threw the knife in his hand directly, and swept his gaze downwards to find the location of its chrysanthemum. Jing Zhao secretly counted in his heart: three, two, one!

He slammed his thunderbolt into the soft scales on his abdomen, where the chrysanthemum was.

Rumor has it that the snake hits seven inches.

But in fact, don't say that the location of a snake's seven inches is difficult to find, even if you find it, it is not easy to subdue a snake through seven inches.

These are all things that the hunters of the mountains say to deceive the layman.

Jing Zhao is a cook, although he doesn't like snakes, he knows very well that the weakest part of a snake is the lower abdomen, the scales are extremely soft, and the chrysanthemum is easy to poke.

In an instant, the snake bounced, and its whole body counterattacked, straightening like a curved crescent moon. Jing Zhao took advantage of the momentum and pinched both ends of it with both hands one after the other, and threw it to the ground.

The snake whirled in the air several times, and slammed it on the ground, and it fell a little dizzy, and it writhed on the ground several times before finally relieving itself.

His eyes stared at Jing Zhao with extremely resentful eyes, lingering but not daring to attack him again.

Jing Zhao snorted lightly, and he didn't plan to entangle with it anymore.

He still had some slippery slime on his hands and neck, and he smelled like dirt that is characteristic of snakes.

Disgusted, he quickly picked up the long knife on the ground and prepared to slip away.

But just as he was bending, a pair of pure black brocade boots appeared in front of him.

Jing Zhao looked up a little bit along the boots, and unsurprisingly met the priest's gloomy face, which was half ink and half earthy.

Jing Zhao laughed embarrassedly twice, "What a coincidence." ”

But he secretly said in his heart: It's all to blame this damn snake, it has done good things to him again and again, delaying his escape, and now he can't run away if he wants to......

He picked up the knife on the ground, hesitated for a moment, put it back again, and slowly got up, and the moment the priest appeared, there were dozens of village soldiers, each with a short knife in his hand, and surrounded him in the middle.

Jing Zhao has always been sensible, as the saying goes, those who know the times are handsome.

Weapons or something, you have to learn to put them down.

The priest's cold face stared at Gu Jingzhao, and the black-and-white snake slowly crawled back into the priest's hand.

Its gaze was defiant, as if it was mocking Jing Zhao.

The smug face of this villain!

As soon as the priest waved his hand, someone immediately stepped forward and grabbed Jing Zhao's hands, "Tie him to the torture rack." ”

The priest casually paced to the torture rack, Jing Zhao's hands and feet were firmly tied, and this time, it was difficult for him to even move.

"You were bitten by Xiaohua, and you will definitely not live for two hours, I will see you kill yourself, and see how you still make up lies and deceive people."

Jing Zhao smiled secretly, fall behind, give you a person from two thousand years ago to see and understand, what the hell is called serum!

He only had a calm expression on his face.

"Priest, I have said long ago that you have given the command of the gods, and so have I; I haven't finished my earthly work yet, and God willing, I can't die. ”

He paused word by word, and spoke very confidently.

The priest chuckled softly, obviously thinking that Jing Zhao was talking big.

His little flower crawled out of the snake's nest and grew up eating other snakes, and now there are not a hundred or eighty people who have been bitten by it, but none of them survive.

The toxicity is so strong that no grass grows where it passes.

He has kept it with him since he was a child, and it has confessed to its Lord. In this world, except for him, Xiaohua will attack anyone indiscriminately!

The priest looked at Jing Zhao coldly, "I hope your life is really as long as you said, and I will come to see you in two hours." ”

The priest knew very well in his heart that in fact, in less than two hours, Gu Jingzhao would have poisonous hair, and when he was poisoned, his whole body would be painful and itchy, and the skin on his body would become purple and black inch by inch.

The venom seeped into his bloodstream, eating at every inch of his flesh and blood, until eventually, he would retrograde his meridians and die violently.

Looking at the back of the priest leaving, Jing Zhao sighed slightly.

He couldn't die for the time being, but it was hard to say what would happen in two hours.

He looked at the direction of the road leading to Xiaxi from a distance, and he didn't know if An Nanhuai had returned to Xiaxi and told A-Ning what happened here.

What choice will A-Ning make, will he come to save himself?

Gu Jingzhao didn't know, he couldn't think of the result.

That compartment.

After An Nanhuai returned to Xiaxi, he told A-Ning what had happened.

A-Ning was training, and he nodded in response: "Got it." ”

His reaction was too calm, and the calmness made An Nanhuai lose his mind for a while.

"Mr. Ning, are we going to rescue Mr. Gu? He was caught by the priests, and now his life and death are unknown. The priests hated him to the core, and it was hard to say that they would not poison him. I'm afraid...... If we go late, Mr. Gu ......"

Anin's obsidian pupils looked straight at the soldiers in front of him, and he walked over to the group to correct the movements of a few people. He said coldly, "Go on." ”

"Mr. Ning!" An Nanhuai was in a hurry and shouted loudly, and he forcibly pulled people out of the ranks.

"You can't ignore Mr. Gu's life or death!"

A-Ning turned his eyes lightly and looked at him: "Do you have any good ideas?" ”

"If you can save it, when you see Gu Heixu being taken away, you should go and save people, but you didn't do anything, isn't it because you can't save it?"

An Nanhuai sighed, and he secretly lowered his eyes: "I can't help it, but you ......"

"No solution."

A-Ning replied to him lightly, interrupting his later words.

"I'm going to continue training, Gu Heiyu can't come back today, you go and tell Qing, let her cook the food for the soldiers."

An Nanhuai listened and looked at A-Ning in disbelief. I didn't expect this to come out of his mouth.

He has always been the one who cares about Gu Jingzhao the most. But today, this reaction, not to mention that he doesn't care, is like a stranger, cold and chilling!

"Mr. Ning, I really misjudged you!" An Nanhuai snorted fiercely, and walked away.