When Jingren came to the valley where he thought there might be Night Demon Princess. Because he had been sulking at him, Qingcheng insisted on searching separately with him. Jingren saw that Qingcheng was stubborn, so he threw her a firecracker: "If you find it,
Remember to signal."
Looking at the gloomy jungle, Qingcheng was a little timid. But in order to prevent Jingren from laughing again, he had no choice but to put away the firecrackers and grit his teeth and get in.
He took out the dagger he got from Qingyang and moved forward all the way. Except for a few twilight flowers that he saw when he just came in, there were no other flowers. The jungle was getting denser and denser, and those trees were unique and crazy.
The growth. From time to time, a bird would make a strange cry, which scared Qingcheng.
Maybe there are devil flowers in wet places. Qingcheng thought, and gradually walked downwards. His clothes were torn by thorns, and the shoes on his feet were filled with wet soil and became heavier and heavier.
With a stagger, Qingcheng fell to the ground, and the dagger in her hand fell far away. Qingcheng leaned on her body and was about to get up. The sound of "Zizzi" made her raise her head.
She saw a big snake as thick as the mouth of a bowl, spitting red snakes and snaking on the ground in front of her. "Ah," Qingcheng screamed and quickly covered his mouth with his hands to suppress the sound behind him.
Went back.
The snake turned its eyes as big as soybeans to look at him.
Qingcheng stood up slowly, but didn't dare to move anymore because the snake swam towards her.
Qingcheng thought of the firecracker, but she didn't dare to let it go. She was afraid of disturbing the snake and making it angry. She wouldn't have to wait for the Jing Jing Blade to come, as she would have been eaten by it.
The dagger was not within her reach.
In modern times, she is most afraid of snakes. Seeing that soft and slippery body, her calves have become weak, Qingcheng began to regret, why did she have to show off her anger and have to separate from Ji Jingren?
!You can live for at least two more days if you don't separate.
When he turned his hand, he hit something hard on his wrist - Jingren's plum blossom sleeve arrow.
He stretched out his hand, aimed at the target, and pressed it with a heavy breath. The arrow flew away quickly, brushed the big snake's head, and inserted into its body. The snake felt pain, and its huge tail swept over, hitting Qingcheng's calf.
The body fell again.
In a panic, Qingcheng fired another arrow randomly, but still missed the vital point. The snake seemed to be irritated and galloped towards her.
Qingcheng could no longer care so much, lit the firecrackers and threw them into the air, turned around and ran away. The thorns along the way scratched her face and tore her clothes.
She stumbled under her feet, and was tripped by a thorn tree again. When she looked back, the snake had already rushed over with its red mouth open. Qingcheng hugged his head and closed his eyes: It's really over now.
With a slurp, the fishy-smelling liquid sprayed on his face, making him feel hot.
"Get up!" A big rough hand stretched out in front of him.
Qingcheng raised his head and saw that it was Jingren.
I climbed up, hugged his body and cried loudly. The panic, helplessness and grievance just now poured out.
Jingren leaned forward and let Qingcheng hold her, and after a long time he gently stroked her back: "Don't be afraid, the snake is dead, everything is over."