Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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Until Xuanyuan Xuantian flashed by, Ling Xiaotu still didn't realize that it was him.

Because Xuanyuan Xuantian was so far away from him, and the speed of that prehistoric plant was so fast, even Zhongli Yirui beside him couldn't see clearly.

After Ling Xiaotu saw the familiar figure of that person, it took her several seconds to recognize that it was Xuanyuan Xuantian from the smell.

Xuanyuan Xuantian has always been so powerful, Xuanyuan Xuantian saved her several times, last time, last time, but Xuanyuan Xuantian's feelings should not be that person who will stand in front of him when he is attacked. [

Ling Xiaotu was not so narcissistic that there would be such a relationship between them, although she still had a little value for his use.

However, the fact is that it happened.

In the first moment, the tip of her nose was occupied by a familiar smell of blood, which made her want to vomit.

However, when she realized what kind of situation it was, she just watched Xuanyuan Xuantian grab the middle of the vine like a bayonet with one hand, firmly grasp the red eye-catching thing, and then forcefully to tear, to break.

But that vine quickly appeared on the branch as if by magic, and it was as easy as a stretching rope, and it slashed into Xuanyuan Xuantian's defenseless shoulder.

I don't know how strong it is, but at least it can cut Xuanyuan Xuantian's body.

But Xuanyuan Xuantian is still only a human being. Although he can transform into a snake, his body is still in the form of a human being.

He needs to eat, he has to think about sleep, and he needs her as a gentle pillow, and he will be injured and bleed, which is different from her.

Ling Xiaotu has been trying her best to conceal her differences.

She was careful not to hurt herself, she was not afraid of dying, but worried about the horrible expressions and doubts of others after they found out that her body did not bleed at all.

Ling Xiaotu subconsciously stretched out her hand to help Xuanyuan Xuantian, she vaguely realized that the person's body was tense, Ling Xiaotu didn't need to look, she could imagine how painful it would be to be cut on the shoulder by such a prehistoric monster.

But Xuanyuan Xuantian didn't move at all, his waist stabbed by the dragon's tail had just healed not long ago, and there was still dragon poison in his blood.

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