Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1170 Looking for a Pit 217 Meters Deep (1)
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However, the fire was not extinguished.

Under the dim light of a cluster of fires, Wanyanxiu's starry eyes flickered with a calm light, even Mo Jiu, who didn't understand the psychology of micro-expressions, could probably tell that he should have nothing to do with this matter—unless there was someone else A bigger conspiracy, or he is a born actor.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Mo Jiu tilted his head and shrank back behind Xiao Changsi.

Wan Yanxiu held a scimitar in his hand, seeing her getting close to Lao Xiao, his body froze slightly, but his eyes were suspicious.It seems to be asking: "Is Lao Tzu a laborer?"

Mo Jiu poked his head out again.

Along with it, there is also the head of a little wolf.

"Third uncle, kill the snake!"

The sound of a bunch of snakes spitting out letters "sizzling" made Mo Jiu's whole body goosebumps, and his days felt like years.If she hadn't hugged the trembling wolf, she probably would have trembled herself.But at least as a "mother", in front of the wolf, she has to hold on to her airs.

"Sssssssssssssss"

"……laugh!"

The strange sound made the cave terribly quiet.

Wan Yanxiu raised his hand and dropped the knife.The "hero snake" who ran ahead of the front group of snakes returned to heaven.Their icy corpses were piled up outside the wolf's den one by one, it was terrifying!
But even so, the snakes behind were not afraid at all, and continued to pour out of that narrow hole continuously.One by one, like dumping strips of garbage, and then moved out, that scene was simply the bane of trypophobia, and Mo Jiu was so disgusted that he didn't dare to look directly at it.

Wan Yanxiu is the main force for killing snakes.

It's strange, the snake doesn't know if it is spiritual or something...

They didn't look for anyone, but picked him specifically, as if he couldn't see that he was a butcher with a knife in his hand.Even Chi Xi and Chuang Bei kept their bright eyes open and stood defensively in front of the snakes, but the snakes just didn't go towards them.

"Naughty!"

In this situation, Mo Jiu sneaked a few glances. At first, he thought that Uncle Wanyan was too handsome, causing anger and resentment, and even poisonous snakes were disgusted. Then he suddenly figured it out.

Lost soul fan!
These guys have soul-losing powder on them, and the snakes, like the prairie wolves, are also afraid of this thing and dare not approach them, so they went to watch Wanyan San one by one.

"Old Xiao!"

She turned her head and looked at the expressionless Xiao Changsi.

"I think, we have to be a little bit human?"

"Huh?" Lao Xiao lowered his head and looked at her indifferently, "How do you say it?"

"Look, it's actually not easy for the third uncle. Killing a snake with a knife alone will probably hurt your hands. If you accidentally get bitten, we have to work hard to treat him. It's not looking for trouble. Is it?"

"You care about him?"

Where did this come from?

Mo Jiu was slightly taken aback, knowing that men sometimes taste sour like women, she couldn't help but sighed, stroked the wolf's back hair, shook her head and laughed.

"No, I'm just kind."

"Humph!" Ruoyou snorted, and Xiao Changsi didn't know whether to believe her, so he called Chuangbei over, and handed over the bottle of Lost Soul Powder on his body.

"Sprinkle it on."

After sitting on the sidelines for so long, Chuangbei's hands were sore.

After accepting the task, he walked over, recited "Amitabha", and first rescued the snakes, then held the sword in one hand and the lost soul powder in the other, and poured the powder on the narrow entrance of the wolf's den before Wan Yanxiu , and cooperated with Wan Yanxiu to kill all the snakes outside, then clasped his hands together and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)