Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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Oh, and a treasure from ancient times.

At that time, there was another person beside him, with long black hair and extremely petite.

He couldn't tell why this person was by his side, and the him in the dream was getting farther and farther away from human beings, even though that was what he missed the most.

So even here, it’s better than in the dream, the person in the dream will die after all, and become something that destroys everything, destroys what he once liked,,,,[

He was surprised that he still liked it. In his dream, he never thought about all those,,,, and nostalgia.

Ling Xiaotu was not the solution to the problem, but she still grabbed him, trying to add some color to his limited life, he was like,,,,

A little sunshine or something brings the breath of human life,,,,

He tried to stop his messy thoughts, his head was full of carnivorous spiders, this is not a good time to recall dreams.

The footsteps above became more urgent, and the smell of blood became stronger and disgusting, but the corridor was brighter, and a little moss grew in the corner, providing the light that he could reach.

Xuanyuan Xuantian quickened his pace, wanting to pass through this corridor, his hands were always steady, not a single drop of tea was spilled, even he himself was a little surprised that he was so calm, he became stable before danger, it seemed to be an instinct in his bones .

A drop of blood fell at his feet, and then a second, until it formed a small puddle.

A black tentacle slowly extended down, Xuanyuan Xuantian suddenly stopped, and the tentacle also stopped.

Then Xuanyuan Xuantian turned his head abruptly, and what was only two or three centimeters away from him was a huge head with two huge front pincers, which were stained with blood and minced meat. The huge compound eyes unexpectedly reflected countless My own image is like an evil spirit drilled from the depths of hell.

Xuanyuan Xuantian held the plate steadily, staring at it without the slightest panic...at least it seemed so.

The tentacles lightly touched his shoulder, and in his line of sight, he saw countless densely packed monsters behind him. The space above should have been only five to six feet, but it was not like this. It was the black sky of hell, and the corridor Its zenith is a gap in it.

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