The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 153: Partridge Whistle: The Snake God is me, I am the Snake God

"Junior Sister Hua Ling, do you feel that Senior Brother has become more and more weird recently?"

Deep in the Zaglama Mountains, the old foreigner and Hua Ling were roasting dry food.

They casually broke off a piece of naan and put it in their mouths, looking at the partridge whistle in the distance from time to time, and talked quietly to each other.

"Well, I feel like senior brother has become a different person." Hua Ling nodded.

In the past three days, Partridge Whistle has become increasingly indifferent for some reason.

He was mysterious every day. Apart from staring at the formation above the ghost cave, he would go into the temple where the jade eyeball was placed.

Moreover, after entering the temple, he closed the door and did not allow them to approach, saying that the practice had reached a critical juncture and should not be disturbed.

At first, the two of them didn't care and just followed Partridge Whistle's instructions.

However, as time went on, more and more suspicious points emerged about Partridge Whistle.

Never eat with them or speak a word to them.

The three of them grew up together and had a deep relationship, but now they seem like strangers.

The old foreigner handed the water to Hua Ling and said, "Tell me, Senior Brother goes into the temple to practice every day and doesn't allow us to follow him. What on earth is he doing?"

"I do not know."

Hua Ling's eyes were full of worry. She wanted to ask, but was always forced back by Partridge Whistle's cold eyes.

The old foreigner rolled his eyes and spoke in a lower voice: "I just went to the temple while my senior brother was watching the formation. It was empty inside. There was nothing. But there was a big crack in one wall. We can go around and check."

"You mean, spying?"

"Don't you want to know what Senior Brother is doing?"

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Hua Ling was silent for a moment, looked at the old foreigner, tore the hem of her clothes and wrapped it around the sole of her shoe.

The old foreigner smiled, followed suit, and also wrapped the soles of his shoes with cloth.

The two looked at each other and continued to eat their dry food calmly.

Soon, Partridge Whistle with an indifferent look on his face left the ghost cave and returned to the temple.

The two of them gestured to each other and walked around for a while before cautiously approaching the temple.

As they got closer, they could vaguely hear the sound of dense poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues coming from the temple.

"Pure Vision Agama."

The two of them got goosebumps and felt a little scared looking at the temple standing in the shadow.

This strange snake, unique to the Zaglama Mountains, contains a deadly venom that kills instantly upon contact with blood.

It is swift and ferocious, so one or two of them are fine to deal with, but if there are too many of them, you will die instantly if you are bitten by one.

"Do you want to come in?" The two gestured and communicated silently.

Hua Ling suppressed her fear and nodded firmly: "Come in."

The two of them had extraordinary martial arts skills and flew to the crack of the temple with just a touch of their toes.

Through the crack, the two of them put their eyes closer.

However, just this one glance, what they saw, made them feel as if they were falling into an icy cave.

Inside the temple, the jade eyeball was emitting a flickering light.

Every time the light flashed, a huge snake ball would appear out of thin air around it.

Countless strange snakes entangled and coiled together, making dense hissing sounds.

Partridge Whistle was standing in front of the snake ball. His mouth, which looked like it was made of rubber and as big as a water tank, was swallowing the strange snake frantically.

Those strange snakes don’t need to be caught or driven away. As soon as they appear, they will fly directly into Partridge Whistle’s mouth.

The two of them only watched for a few breaths, and Partridge Whistle swallowed at least hundreds of poisonous snakes.

A creepy shudder surged through the bodies of the two.

However, before the two of them could retreat.

Partridge Whistle seemed to sense the two people's prying eyes and turned his head suddenly to look.

The cold face was covered with dense scales, and the eyes had the vertical pupils that were unique to snakes.

With just one glance, the two felt a chill rushing into their hearts and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"what"

Hua Ling's face turned pale and she couldn't help but scream.

"Come on."

The old foreigner's face changed drastically. He grabbed Hua Ling and turned and ran away.

However, just as they turned around, they were almost frightened to death. The partridge whistle, who was originally in the temple, came behind the two of them without knowing when.

The cold vertical pupils stared at them, and the exaggerated corners of the mouth were returning to normal.

Hua Ling had sharp eyes and even saw a piece of the strange snake's tail being sucked into Partridge Whistle just like eating noodles on ordinary days.

"vomit"

A strong feeling of physical discomfort immediately surged up from the stomachs of both of them.

The old foreigner knew he couldn't run away, so he covered his mouth and made a vague sound: "Brother, the two of us are just passing by, you can continue to enjoy."

As he spoke, he pulled Hua Ling, trying to get away with it.

"hiss"

Partridge Whistle opened his mouth slightly, like a snake demon, and spit out a pitch-black snake tongue.

"Hi Junior Brother, Junior Sister, where are you going?"

As he spoke, the snake scales on his face disappeared, the snake's tongue retracted into a tongue, and the vertical eyes turned into clear black and white pupils.

In the blink of an eye, he turned from a snake demon into a normal person, but with a cold expression.

The old foreigner and Hua Ling only felt a chill rushing up to their heads. They shrank back together and couldn't help asking:
"You are not my senior brother, who are you?"

Partridge Whistle tilted his head and said, "I am Partridge Whistle now."

Hua Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately asked, "Now? Who was that just now?"

“Just now?” The snake scales on Partridge Whistle’s face reappeared: “Shh, I am Pure Vision Ahan, and also Partridge Whistle.”

"Junior brother, junior sister, I have been hungry for countless years. I am short of strength and can only eat the offspring with weak blood to fill my stomach. Do you want to eat?"

As Partridge Whistle spoke, he stretched out his hand and caught a few strange snakes.

He swallowed the snake alive in front of the two people as if he was slurping noodles.

The rest was shared enthusiastically in front of the two of them.

A peculiar fishy smell of snakes and insects rushed into their noses, and both of them got goose bumps.

Looking at the twisting strange snake, his stomach churned more and more violently and he could no longer hold back and vomited.

Partridge Whistle just continued to suck the monster snake, and after the two had finished vomiting, he said with longing:
"Hiss, Junior Brother and Junior Sister, you are too weak. Join the Snake Tribe and return to the Mountain and Sea Realm with me one day."

As he spoke, he captured a few more strange snakes, fixed the bodies of the two men, and stuffed the strange snakes into their mouths.

The old foreigner and Hua Ling were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Looking at the strange snake that was getting closer and closer, they shouted in fear:
"Monster. We have the protection of the Immortal Lord. How dare you invade my body? The Immortal Lord will punish you immediately."

"Immortal Venerable? Is he the owner of that seventh-level divine weapon?"

Partridge Whistle paused, his eyes involuntarily looking at the dazzling array.

Seeing that his words were effective, the old foreigner hurriedly said:
"That's right. The Immortal Venerable holds the treasure mirror, which is the side that seals the formation."

Partridge Whistle nodded, fear flashing in his eyes: "It is indeed powerful, only slightly inferior to the great artifact of Father God, the Candle Dragon Lamp."

"However, the formation is crude and crude. If it weren't for the divine mirror's phantom suppressing it, it would be vulnerable."

"There are also the limbs of the Ghost Party's strange tree and my Boundless Demon Eye. If they were seventh-level beings, they would have already become nutrients."

As Partridge Whistle spoke, the scales on his face moved and he forced a smile.

"I swallowed everything in this body, and saw the great hall at the bottom of Bottle Mountain, and the first time he saw the six-winged centipede."

"A lucky man who found a treasure from nowhere."

The expression on Partridge Whistle's face became more and more creepy, and he said sinisterly: "Hehe. When I recover some strength, that mirror will be in my pocket."

He looked the old foreigner and Hua Ling up and down: "If it weren't for this body's obsession with reproduction, you would have been swallowed by me long ago."

"I was only focused on recovering my strength and didn't want to bother with you."

"However, as long as you give birth to offspring, the obsession with this body will dissipate, and I will be able to break through the illusion and be completely reborn."

"This place is secret and perfect for you to have sex."

"call"

The snake's tongue moved, and a fishy breath blew out, hitting the two men's faces.

The two of them were instantly engulfed in flames, lost all reason, hugged each other and began to plan the way of having an heir.

Partridge Whistle, no, it should be the snake god Jingjian Ahan.

He sent out a force that entered the flower spirit's body, stimulating the growth of offspring, and then walked back to the hall without looking back.

In the dim temple, flickering lights appeared again.

Accompanied by dense hissing sounds, the evil atmosphere suddenly increased.

(End of this chapter)