The two eyes of the nine-toothed viper were completely blind.
Scarlet blood spurted out like river water, and the blood was mixed with a fishy smell.
The nine-toothed viper opened its mouth in pain, and thick green smoke spurted out from its mouth. Ye Qingcheng rolled to the ground, his brows were tightly furrowed, his lips were extremely dry, and there were several blood holes on his body. Those were the nine-toothed viper.
Teeth marks left behind.
Ye Qingcheng lay on the ground, bleeding from her mouth.
She was exhausted. She turned back to look at the nine-toothed viper, and saw that the viper was furious after howling in pain. Even if it lost its eyes, it could accurately find the location of Ye Qingcheng, rush towards Ye Qingcheng, and crush Ye Qingcheng into powder.
The nine-toothed viper's tail swept towards the place where Ye Qingcheng was again and again. Ye Qingcheng reacted quickly and escaped to the limit. When the nine-toothed viper's tail hit the ground of the cave, the entire cliff began to tremble, and the ground where the tail swept,
Slightly sinking.
Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to doubt that as long as her tail came down, her body would be broken into two pieces.
Qingge glanced at Beihuang, who was unconscious and covered in bruises. With his last strength, he attracted the nine-toothed poisonous snake and flew away in a direction farther away from Beihuang.
The blood of the nine-toothed viper is highly poisonous.
Ye Qingcheng noticed the pain and looked down. The several bloody skeletons on his body began to rot around this, and spread towards the limbs and bones at an increasingly faster speed.
Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth. She was self-aware and knew that without Fu Xiqin, she could not kill the nine-toothed viper by herself.
She is no match for the Nine-Toothed Viper.
If she died, Beihuang would also die in the mouth of the nine-toothed poisonous snake.
Ye Qingcheng looked outside the cave. The clouds were deep and the cold wind was blowing. If she died together with the nine-toothed viper...
Beihuang has many wounds on his body, but none of them have damaged his heart or lifeline. He is an emperor, and the space bag he carries can only store healing and life-saving elixirs and medicines. Once his wounds heal, he should be able to escape.
go.
Ye Qingcheng half-squinted her eyes, determined and stubborn.
Xu was in a trance, and the nine-toothed viper's thick tail slammed hard on her back. Ye Qingcheng's whole body was shaking, and she kept vomiting blood in her mouth. Her entire chin was covered with sticky blood, dripping down drop by drop.
On the ground.
Looking at the past, this cave is full of Ye Qingcheng's blood. There are her rubbings on the walls and on the ground. There are even several depressions on the ground. It can be seen that there was a fierce battle.
The nine-toothed viper's tail swung towards Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth, pushed hard with her legs, and kicked hard towards the wall. She flew out of the cave. The nine-toothed viper was filled with anger, and its only intelligence was running low. It swept forward, fighting with
Ye Qingcheng left the cave together, appeared in mid-air on the cliff, and immediately fell down.
The strong wind howled, and the whole city smiled weakly at night.
She must be crazy.
Normally, she would never care about Beihuang's life and death, she would ensure that she survives and gets out.
Ye Qingcheng smiled, closed her eyes, and welcomed the arrival of death.
However, Ye Qingcheng suddenly stopped falling. Her body hung on a tree growing on the cliff. The moment she fell, the wounds on Ye Qingcheng's body spurted blood and she was in great pain.
It was unimaginable pain.
Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but make a few painful sounds. Her body was infected with the poison and was rotting. She could even feel the rotting process very clearly.
Ye Qingcheng's mind was confused and her whole body was feeling hot. She would rather fall to the bottom of a cliff than endure such pain, but she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to die.
The cold wind blowing on Ye Qingcheng's wound seemed to make it even more painful.
Ye Qingcheng gradually lost consciousness.
Time flows slowly, like a white horse passing by.
Late at night, Beihuang, who fell in the cave, faintly opened his eyes. He had a splitting headache and his mind was blank. He sat on the ground in a daze for a while. After a long time, there was no response.
"Qingcheng!"
When Beihuang regained consciousness, he suddenly climbed up regardless of the wounds on his body. His movements were very large and the wounds were pulled. Beihuang was completely unaware. He was worried and extremely anxious. He looked around the cave. There were no nine-toothed poisonous snakes or Ye Qingcheng.
.
But Beihuang saw traces of blood everywhere. From these blood stains, he seemed to be able to see how Ye Qingcheng struggled.
Finally, Beihuang's eyes fell on the wall.
Under the wall, there was a pair of small footprints with a few traces of blood on them.
Beihuang closed his eyes, he could imagine it.
Ye Qingcheng regarded death as home, and was determined to die. Under the desperate situation, he used his body to attract the nine-toothed viper, and together he went to fight the nine-toothed viper and let him fall off the cliff, just to save his life.
Beihuang's whole body was cold, his eyes were wide open, and he was like a puppet, a walking corpse, without soul and consciousness. He folded his legs and knelt on the ground. Beihuang lowered his head and raised his head, which was covered in blood.
hands, covering eyes.
Tears flowed from the fingers, stained scarlet with blood.
Beihuang's head fell to the ground, his body shaking, sad and painful.
At that moment, he didn't want anything, he just wanted Ye Qingcheng to live well, even if he didn't exist for the rest of his life.
But, everything is too late.
He knew that all of Ye Qingcheng's abilities depended on Fu Xiqin. How could Ye Qingcheng protect herself without Fu Xiqin?
It is unimaginable that she, who is so fragile, is fighting against a nine-toothed viper.
Moreover, the teeth and blood of the nine-foot venomous snake contain extremely poisonous substances.
There are many unrighteous alchemists who specialize in making highly toxic poisons and hunt nine-toothed vipers. Therefore, the number of nine-toothed vipers is getting smaller and smaller, and may even become extinct. Unexpectedly, there is still a nine-toothed viper in the cave of Wanzhangya.
Venomous snake.
Beihuang suddenly raised his head and howled in pain, which shook the sky.
He gave up hope, Ye Qingcheng fell off the cliff, and there was no hope of survival.
Beihuang knelt on the ground, moved his legs, and walked out of the cave.
A strong wind blew by, and Beihuang's eyes were moist and terrifyingly red. His black hair was spread over his shoulders, and he looked very embarrassed.
Leave him alone in this world?
How can he miss Ye Qingcheng in this world?
It was dark before his eyes, and the door to the underworld was opening for him. He seemed to see the God of Death reaching out to him and giving him an invitation.
Beihuang was about to jump down.
Under the bright moonlight, a miracle seemed to happen.
The moonlight split the thick fog that covered his eyes, and Beihuang saw Ye Qingcheng hanging on the tree and covered with scars.
Ye Qingcheng was dying, unconscious and shaky. Beihuang's heart jumped into his throat as he watched, fearing that the wind would blow and push Ye Qingcheng into the abyss of purgatory.
Night Qingcheng's life and death are uncertain.
There is a certain distance between the tree and the cave.
Beihuang, who was seriously injured, had no way to go down and bring Ye Qingcheng up safely.
Beihuang frowned and racked his brains to think.
Beihuang hurriedly walked into the cave, trying to find a way. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. In the corner, he found purple vines coiled up like ropes.
The vine is alive, and the roots at the other end grow underground.
Beihuang grabbed the vine without hesitation, walked to the edge of the cave, looked at the bottomless cliff, and jumped down without flinching.