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After doing all this, Yemengad was about to close his mouth, but the upper jaw hurt slightly.

An arrow, the size of a toothpick for him, flew into his mouth as it opened his mouth to spit poison mist, which is also one of the few places on his body that is not protected by scales.

But that is just an ordinary arrow, and it ca n’t really bring any harm to it except that it makes black python feel offended. At least black python thinks so, considering its The scales are already covered with cut marks, and black python is no longer as hot as before.

On the contrary, after being shot, Ye Mengjia’s heart was happy, because it means that Zhang Heng is still in its poison mist, so that the other party should have been poisoned by it, or not for long. You will lose all the battle strength.