snake coffin

Chapter 469
Long Ling caressed the black scales in the air with his hands, but turned his head 180 degrees and stared at me.

That rotation is a bit scary, even if I look at it, I feel horrified.

At the same time, because of her words, my heart was extremely prickly, and my bow became tighter and tighter: "What is the relationship between me and the snake coffin?"

Why do you say that the snake coffin is nothing but incomparable pain to me?

But Long Ling smiled softly: "Last time you used that peach wood nail to restrain me, your spiritual thoughts intersected and saw how I killed Mo Xiu, how I slashed the snake's body with a knife, scraping off the scales. Flesh—cramps—pulled bones—"

"You will remember these things when you are in the snake coffin, and you will always remember them, you must hate me!" Tears kept falling in Long Ling's eyes, as if they were scattered in the blood mist, and they seemed to be like beads. Jump in the air.

Obviously she looked at me with a weird posture, but what she saw in her eyes didn't seem to be me.

Following Long Ling's words, the black scales in front of me seemed to instantly gather into a big black snake.

The scales were scraped off by the stone knife, and the finely powdered snake meat was cut off piece by piece, each piece was so thin that it was crystal clear.

Then a slender hand pulled out the snake bones one by one.

That black snake was still staring at it with such deep eyes...

My heart began to throb, so I bit the tip of my tongue hard and raised my hand to place a heavy blow between my eyebrows.

The illusion in front of him disappeared instantly. Those black scales were like broken scales floating in the water, and the shape of the snake's body could not be seen clearly.

I took a deep breath and shouted to Long Ling: "With your ability, you can't kill him at all!"

"But he is willing to let me kill..." Long Ling raised his head and laughed loudly: "He Yue, for you, Mo Xiu, at most, put life and death aside. But my Mo Xiu..."

The sweetness flashed across Long Ling's face, and he stared at me with deep eyes: "I know that I want to cut him into pieces, and let me do it. Is it worse than you giving Moxiu to someone else?" great!"

Following her words, the black snake's eyes kept flashing in front of my eyes.

So calm, as if there is no pain...

But it hurts me to watch it.

Long Ling was still smiling, triumphant, crazy, and sweet.

"I know you are waiting, waiting for the snake coffin to open, and then find a chance to shoot me, and then you can control the snake coffin." Long Ling moved his fingers flexibly.

Every finger kept pointing to pieces of black scales, but the tone was indifferent: "But with Moxiu and the snake coffin, even Ah Entropy can't do anything to me. With you, even if you give the snake coffin You can't kill me either!"

The expression on her face was like that of a little girl who is spoiled and proud.

He murmured: "My Moxiu, there is no one. You can't see its shape, you can't hear its sound, you can't touch it, you can't look at it, it's vast , who should not hide his manners and show his brilliance."

As Long Ling read this awkward ancient text word by word, my mind began to hiss, and there seemed to be snake language echoing simultaneously.

The black scales touched by the dragon spirit seemed to start to move, moving towards the outside one by one.

The snake hissed louder in his head, this time Long Ling obviously didn't say anything.

But the low and sunny voice in my head is still thinking: "Those who have a beginning, those who have not begun, those who have a beginning, those who have not begun, those who have a husband and those who have not begun, and those who have a beginning. There are those who have, and those who have no..."

A female voice next to her said coquettishly: "Is this something or not... a beginning or not? Just tell me what kind of snake you are. If you ask me to carry this, you might as well let me die!"

The low and pure voice seemed to be laughing, and was soothing in a low voice: "This is "Huainanzi Chu Zhen Xun". Although it is difficult to pronounce, you can only know what kind of snake I am if you know it by heart."

The woman was still coquettish and refused to recite, but the low-pitched voice was still coaxing nicely.

As the words became more and more obvious, those black scales seemed to flash one after another.

I actually saw Mo Xiu hugging Long Ling, leaning against the stone pillar in Motian Ridge, coaxing her and teaching her in a low voice.

The skyscrapers tower into the sky, with clear skies in the distance and vast mountains below. White apes climb up from time to time to deliver some fruits, and a gentle breeze blows.

Mo Xiu and Long Ling leaned close together, one with a coquettish face, and the other soft-spoken and pampering and coaxing.

Long Ling read it word by word, and some made mistakes, but Mo Xiu took the trouble to correct them with a doting smile.

That picture...is as beautiful as a fairy couple.

But such a scene merged with the black snake being scraped by Long Ling's knife.

My hand holding the bowstring was shaking, and my heart seemed to be cut by that stone knife.

Breathing heavily, I raised my head and let the rain drip on my face.

The cold rain sobered me up a lot, and those images slowly dissipated.

Barefoot, Long Ling jumped on Motian Ridge, still lighting up his black scales.

But he was chanting fluently: "Being has not begun, and there is nothing..."

The whole text is extremely awkward and difficult to understand, but Long Ling articulates the words clearly, and every word corresponds to the low-pitched voice in my head.

Even the tone and intonation are exactly the same.

She said she didn't want to memorize it, but now, she can memorize it so fluently.

She killed Mo Xiu, but because of guilt, she cut off her love and wanted to forget that relationship.

Because of guilt, every 18 years, a "dragon spirit" is sacrificed to the snake coffin!

In order not to face his own face, he even gave up his own body and lived by changing into different bodies.

Long Ling, living a life of self-deception!

I looked at her deeply: "Since you are so guilty, why did you destroy the snake coffin? Why keep it?"

"I just shouldn't keep you." Long Ling's eyes looked at me sympathetically: "You are asking about your heart, but what is the use of asking your heart? Three questions in life, where did you come from? You know what you are. How did you get here?"

"You shouldn't have tried so hard to open the snake coffin." Long Ling's eyes were full of tears and he said to me in a deep voice: "Except for you, it doesn't matter if everyone, a snake, or an ant opens the snake coffin."

"But He Yue, only you can't open the snake coffin, but only you and I can open it together." Long Ling turned his head that turned 180 degrees back.

Stretch out your hand and slowly draw a snake pattern in the air: "The snake coffin is about to open, are you ready?"

I watched her fingers move one stroke at a time, but they were not fake.

Every time she drew a stroke, she obviously didn't move, but blood gushed out from her fingertips, like little snakes, gushing out from her fingertips and swimming along those black scales.

This picture is very similar to those swimming snake patterns in the snake cave.

As the dragon spirit draws blood and draws snake patterns, the black scales floating in the air seem to be moving and rearranging.

As soon as the black scales moved, those drones instantly turned into powder, and then were washed away by the rain.

Slowly lowering the bow I was holding, I watched pieces of black scales flying towards the edge of Qingshui Town in the rain.

A frame of snake bones appeared in front of him, like a ladder or a rotating spiral. The snake patterns formed with his own blood quickly climbed up along the spiral snake bones.

Long Ling was naked, standing on tiptoe, drawing snake patterns one by one.

He actually comforted me with a nice voice: "It took many years to build the snake coffin. It has been sealed for many years, and it is a bit slow to open it. Just wait a moment."

Her tone of voice was a bit too sudden, and I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart that had been holding tightly.

At the same time, I also understood that what she said about opening the snake coffin was true.

Because after she let me in, she didn't plan to let me out like Long Xia again.

So he lowered the bow he was pulling slowly, and simply waited for Long Ling to hit the snake coffin.

Seeing that Long Ling drew more and more snake patterns, the entire Motian Ridge was covered with huge snake bones, and those blood snakes were swimming fast.

I felt like I was once again on the serpentine platform of the Snake Cave.

Just when those snake bones slowly rotated and moved up, I seemed to see a figure on the top of the spiral ladder made of snake bones, and suddenly all the black scales shook.

Afterwards, even Mo Tianling shook, and Mo Xiu shouted: "He Yue, don't open the snake coffin!"

Hearing Moxiu's voice suddenly, I instinctively looked for him.

But except for the moving black scales, the snake bones spinning into ladders, and those swimming blood snake patterns, nothing can be seen.

And apart from that deep shout, there was no sound again.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, Mo Xiu was going to get married to Feng Wangshu, and he also said that when the dragon spirit returned to the snake coffin, he couldn't get closer and would dissipate. How could it come?

As the blood snake pattern goes up, the figure at the top seems to become clearer.

I almost looked up, but I couldn't figure out who the figure was.

And in the middle of each layer of the snake bone spiral staircase, there seems to be something hidden inside.

From time to time, something bumped into it and tried to get it out, but it was clearly a dark void, but those things couldn't get out.

I tried to take a closer look, but the entire snake coffin seemed to be shaking.

All the snake bones began to shake, and Mo Xiu's voice came from outside amidst the thunder: "He Yue, don't open the snake coffin! Don't open it!"

(End of this chapter)