Chapter 167: The Viper

She dared to guarantee that if she didn't move a little more at this moment, she would definitely be bitten alive by these snakes here.

But if she didn't run, these snakes would also come at her, and she didn't know what was going to happen next.

"Yi'er, why don't you move, these snakes are poisonous at first glance, and if you don't leave, you will die here. Feng Cinnabar wanted to cry anxiously.

"Shut up. Tsing Yi stiffened, and the hand held next to his lower abdomen moved slightly. The snakes stared at Yun Juan, and saw that she moved her fingers, opened her mouth, revealing the long fangs inside, and her body moved together, a little closer to Tsing Yi, and she could touch it in one more step.

"Ahh "I have never seen so many poisonous snakes, Feng Cinnabar screamed, hugged her tightly and curled up in the Tsing Yi dantian.

After touching his fingers inside for a while, he vaguely touched a piece of paper, Tsing Yi took two deep breaths, and said softly: "Wait, no matter what happens, don't look at it." ”

"What?"

Clamped, Tsing Yi's heel raised slightly: "I said, close your eyes." ”

With the internal force, the rune paper waved back, and several white white light leaked out from the rune paper, scattered and scattered under the refraction of the rising sun to form a net, crisscrossing the large net. Bai Guangdao, those little snakes seemed to be stimulated, they all opened their teeth and danced their claws, and the snake god jumped up, grinning hoarsely and pounced towards Yun Wan.

Not counting one, countless poisonous snakes of various colors surged around them. The slender body was almost connected into a bundle that was not much smaller than the power of the cloud rune paper because he had drunk too much water.

Tsing Yi gritted his teeth, bit his fingers, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't find a drop of blood after a few pinchings. In the end, she simply twisted it hard, squeezed out the first-class bright red blood from under the flesh, and threw it into the rune paper array.

The ordinary rune paper was glued to the blood of Yun Wan, as if there were signs of life, and the spiritual power was strengthened in vain, becoming an indestructible net, hard as iron, between Yun Wan and the snake.

"Half-yin blood, woe and blessing. Tsing Yi said a few spells, and when the poisonous snake wanted to get close to the array, he muttered, "Break." ”

"Bang. The venom of the snake that flew over had a hideous face, and the distance between the array and Tsing Yi was only half a foot away, and Yun Wan could clearly see the venom secreted by the two long fangs of the poisonous snake, as well as the slender and slippery body of the poisonous snake.

Tsing Yi's legs were weak and almost fell to the ground, she gritted her teeth, lifted her spirits and turned around and ran.

The array couldn't keep the poisonous snake out of place for too long, and this was just a delaying tactic, and all she could do was run away from here with all her might.

"Yi'er, what did you just do?" Feng Cinnabar was a little worried, just now she felt a foul breath in Yun Xuan's body that had not gone away.

Tsing Yi stared straight ahead and didn't answer, in fact, she didn't have the strength to answer.

The array had been broken, and those poisonous snakes seemed to be greatly stimulated, and they "hissed" and chirped, even if they were a short distance behind, they could be heard clearly, which was enough to see the anger of the poisonous snakes.

There should be a remote path ahead, and the stone path under your feet is even more sticky and difficult to walk. Tsing Yi ran lifelessly, as long as he slowed down a little and couldn't keep it even, he would be bitten.

After a while, Tsing Yi's breathing turned from light to heavy, his face was drenched in sweat, and his steps became heavier and heavier.

No, you can't run like this without running for your life, and sooner or later you will be consumed by these poisonous snakes.

Thinking so, she subconsciously leaned to her waist.

After touching it twice, I touched the black flute.

Looking at the purple tassel tassels swaying in the wind above, it is even more ancient.

This is left to her by Feng Cinnabar's mother, and the Qingfeng Immortal has treasured it for many years, so it shouldn't be an ordinary flute.

I shook it in my hand for a while, and it didn't mean anything other than a few holes in a few syllables.

Tsing Yi couldn't help but breathe thicker, and when he looked back, he saw that there were several poisonous snakes behind him, and their feet were just slow down and lifted from their heels.

"More ancient. She cried out through gritted teeth.

The flute was silent in his hand, and there was no response.

Damn, those mean a few things.

"Ahh Behind him, a poisonous snake suddenly jumped over, and its sharp poisonous teeth bit near Tsing Yi's calf without hesitation.

With a "hiss", all the teeth entered the legs, and a stream of mucus wrapped around Tsing Yi's calves. Tsing Yi's calf bitten by a poisonous snake suddenly lost his strength, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The ground was full of hard small gravel, and the Tsing Yi who fell this time was dizzy, and half of his body was numb by the stones.

The poisonous snake suddenly retracted its strength, the cold body wrapped around Tsing Yi's body became tighter and tighter, and the cold touch passed into the skin through the clothing, and the snake god squirmed and contracted little by little, and she was clearly moved.

Tsing Yi clenched the more ancient, and the fingers that were still bleeding in the formation just broke were stained with a lot of blood on the more ancient.

She was disgusted with this kind of powerlessness, the helplessness of life and death in the hands of others.

"Yi'er, Yi'er, what's wrong with you. Feng Cinnabar felt Tsing Yi fall to the ground, the inexplicable despair, and her heart panicked: "Yi'er, get up, get up, the poisonous snake is about to chase after you." ”

Countless poisonous snakes behind him spit blood red snake letters, and their faint red eyes were full of excitement, which was the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey.

Tsing Yi struggled to look up, and suddenly a white light flashed in his mind, and the picture came to another completely strange world.

"Mother, mother, mother, fat sister bullied me again. "Wearing palace clothes, when I was a child, the phoenix cinnabar was carved with jade, the eyebrows and eyes were innocent, and I was anxious to look cute. Now I don't know what grievances I have suffered, my eyes are red, and I obviously look like I have just cried.

And the eyebrows and eyes of the beautiful woman in front of her are similar to those of Feng Cinnabar, but they are a little too thin, her cheeks are sunken, and her face is terrifyingly white.

Concubine An Ran coughed lightly twice with a handkerchief, squatted down and gently hugged Xiaofeng Cinnabar in her arms, patted Feng Cinnabar on the back, and said softly: "Nuan Nuan is good, don't be afraid, my mother is here, don't be afraid of anything." ”

The tip of Feng Cinnabar's nose was red, and she looked very cute: "The imperial sisters all say that Nuan Nuan is a waste, she doesn't know anything, she will only play with her mother and father and queen." But Nuan Nuan is a child, shouldn't she be spoiled by her father and mother? ”

An Ran sighed lightly, a little helpless between his eyebrows, but he still continued to comfort: "Nuan Nuan, what is the most thing my mother said to you?"

"If you do it, you will stand up, and the way will be for a living. Two ears please, heart mirror. ”

"Yes, you see that Nuan Nuan still remembers what her mother said, and she understands the meaning, why can't you think about it now just when she encounters a little thing, and forget all the words that her mother said. ”

"Mother, they not only said me, but also said that my mother kissed you, and said that Nuan Nuan could do it, but Nuan Nuan couldn't listen to others say that her mother was ......" Feng Cinnabar muttered aggrievedly, touched her tears, and lowered her head: "It's all to blame for my daughter's uselessness, I don't have the ability to take care of and protect my mother, others say bad things about my mother, and Nuan Nuan doesn't have the condensation to beat her." ”

"Well, don't cry. An Ran took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears in distress, and after hearing Feng Cinnabar's words, he was even more heartbroken.

The two snuggled up to each other for a while, and Feng Cinnabar stopped crying. Concubine An Ran touched the soft hair of Feng Cinnabar, and then said something to the maid behind her.

I saw that the little palace maid took the order and retreated. After a while, the little palace maid came over with a sandalwood box with the pattern of a begonia flower.

Concubine An Ran got up, gently opened the box, and took out a black flute wearing purple glass tassels from inside.

"Nuan Nuan, this is the An family is more ancient, grandpa left it to the mother, now the mother will give you the flute, if someone bullies Nuan Nuan in the future, Nuan Nuan will blow the tune that his mother taught Nuan Nuan when he was a child. ”

That's right, tune, tune.

Tsing Yi's blank brain instantly woke up, put the flute to the corner of his lips at a very fast speed, and blew it according to the tune of the Feng cinnabar flute taught by Concubine An Ran as a child.

The moment she turned, the vipers had already leapt past her. Tsing Yi's fingers shook and almost threw Genggu to the ground, she took two deep breaths, closed her eyes, and tried not to let herself look at these images, concentrating on the reflection in her mind.

His fingers kept moving back and forth, and Tsing Yi's whole person was tense, not daring to slack off. Obviously, she knows a little about the flute on weekdays, but now this situation and Leigh's memory is blurred, she stopped listening to it, and she didn't find the correct hole several times, and she played it wrong.

It was stained with blood in Tsing Yi in ancient times, and it looked more and more demonic on the black flute. Under Tsing Yi's closed eyes and invisible sight, the entire flute body was blood-red.

With the plucking of Tsing Yi's fingers, a blood-red condensation of famous qi jumped back and forth on the flute body and Tsing Yi's fingers. Tsing Yi gradually found a feeling, the sound of the flute became more and more crisp, and the fingers of the flute became faster and faster.

Gone, floating.

With the last sound, Tsing Yi raised one hand and let the sound of the flute slip from the corner of his mouth, and an extremely hoarse solitary sound overflowed from the side of the flute.

The viper seemed to stand still in mid-air, stiff and motionless.

Tsing Yi opened his eyes and gradually could see clearly. The little snake chasing her life just now couldn't care about lying on the ground at the moment, the boss with staring eyes, but the snake god stretched straight, completely looking dead.

Tsing Yi breathed a heavy sigh of relief, his body was weak and about to fall, half of his body was tilted, and a burning sensation came from his calves, which instantly woke Yun Wan up.

She moved forward slightly, keeping herself away from the dead snakes.

Looking at the more ancient one held tightly in his hand, the guess in his heart became lower and lower.

When she got up, she saw two clear snake marks left by the poisonous snake on her left calf. She moved her calves, but she didn't feel anything at all, as if all half of her legs were sore.

"Yi'er, are you alright? ”

Tsing Yi shook his head, took a few breaths, gritted his teeth and tore through the dirty clothes, revealing half of his white and slender calves with beautiful curves. The calves that were too white and tender became more and more hideous.

"It's okay, it's not very toxic. After a closer look, there was only a slight purple around the wound, and there was no sign of outward expansion, so she breathed a sigh of relief and dragged her legs to get up from the ground.

It's better to say that it's better to stand than to climb, half of his leg can't use his strength at all, and Tsing Yi limps forward.

"Where are you going?" Feng Cinnabar's voice was crying, although she couldn't see how Tsing Yi was, but she could feel that the dantian was being hit by a Mo Sheng gas, even if she didn't experience it personally, she was in the same body, and it was not difficult to guess how uncomfortable Tsing Yi was at the moment.

Tsing Yi climbed but stopped after two steps, her face was next to the cold stone, the cold stone in the morning made her sober up, her hands were close to the sharp stone, and she shook it hard, and a lot of gravel entered the palm of her hand, but she didn't realize it.