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Chapter 20: Stew a pot of snake soup

Back in time a few hours ago, a group of uninvited guests broke into the Xuanshui Black Snake's cave. The leader was She Hao's feuding mandrill. This time, he came prepared, and with the joint efforts of Kui Niu and Suzaku Under the pressure, She Hao had no power to fight back and was beaten severely by him. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his muscles and bones were so weak that he had no choice but to surrender.

He has always neglected cultivation and is not good at fighting. In a sense, She Hao is closer to a "scholar", keen on dealing with natives and obsessed with creating noble phantoms. In terms of cultivation, Mu Mandrill was far better than She Hao, but under the Tongtian River, the aura of Guishui was extremely strong, and his magical powers were weakened by 90%, so he was unable to subdue his opponent.

She Hao saved his life temporarily, but it was still useful. The wooden mandrill suppressed his murderous nature, opened his mouth and spit out three sharp wooden thorns, touched his back, stabbed hard into the spine, and cut off the demon element. . She Hao's whole body went limp, his eyes bulged, he roared and rolled all over the ground, knocking down all the stone tables and benches.

After tossing around with a stick of incense, he stopped, exhausted, breathing heavily. Muzhao kicked him hard several times, but when he saw that he had no resistance, he leaned over and searched for a bunch of scattered objects. After rummaging through them for a while, he picked out three water-proof beads and a ring.

He thought for a while, handed the ring to Wei Shiqi, and said with a stiff smile: "She Hao has no other abilities, but the treasure phantom he made is not bad."

The ring is fully integrated. It is made of silver gray and looks like a snake biting its tail. It is complete in form and spirit, down to the smallest detail. Tiny scales cover the body layer by layer. There are two small black pearls embedded in the eye sockets. The fangs in the mouth are clearly visible. .

"Noble Phantasm?" This was the first time Wei Shiqi had heard of it. He only knew about the magic weapon, the magic weapon, the spiritual treasure, which he took out from Lao Feng's mouth.

Mudi said: "The precious phantom is similar to a magical weapon. It is used for viewing. It cannot defeat the enemy and is of no great use. She Hao cut a fine black eye water-repellent bead in two. Polished into snake eyes, it's beautiful, but the water-repelling effect is only 30 to 40%. It's a pity... The master has great supernatural powers, and there is no need to rely on the power of water-repelling. This ring is so exquisitely crafted that it is a gift. It couldn't be better..."

He is not good at talking. He is obviously trying to please, but his words sound like sarcasm.

Wei Shiqi didn’t take it seriously. He took the ring and looked at it over and over, thinking that he was really destined for the ring. Deng Shouyi gave him an iron ring, and Xi Huzi gave him one. A cloud-patterned ring. In order to save his life, Qi Gu gave him a bunch of rings. He was currently wearing a rotten silver ring and a dragon-shaped wood ring on his hand.

Seeing that he was quite satisfied, Muzhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Blowing on this ring can produce changes."

Wei Shiqi blew gently as instructed. After taking a breath, a ball of water mist adhered to the ring, and the snake's body was flowing and shining, as if it had gained life in an instant, and was about to fly into the sky.

He praised: "It's really ingenious and has some charm."

She Hao lay there for a long time and gradually regained some strength. He looked at the wooden mandrill clumsily with cold eyes.Xian Yingqin couldn't help but say at this moment: "Of course, with charm, it can be called a treasure, otherwise it is just a dead thing!"

Yan Nanping picked up two water-proof beads and smiled. Looking at him, he said: "People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. I came here rashly. Firstly, I want to ask for some water-proof beads. Secondly, I want to ask you to lead the way to the Black Dragon Pond."

She Hao's face changed slightly and asked: "You want to go to Black Dragon Pond?"

Muzhao raised his fist and knocked on his head with a bang, "Lead the way honestly, I'll spare you a moment." Otherwise, I will disembowel you, make a pot of snake soup, and eat you!”

The fists were a little heavier, and She Hao shook his head, with stars in his eyes, and finally regained his composure, feeling angry! He stared at Mudi, who smiled ferociously and wanted to beat him, but Yan Nanping reached out to stop him.

"To go or not to go?"

She Hao lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "Black Dragon Pond is a desperate place. If there is a narrow escape, if something happens..."

Yan Nanping said: "Life or death depends on fate, I don't blame you."

She Hao sneered slightly, knowing that if he had to lead the way, Muzhao would have ruthlessly taken his life, but Black Dragon Pool Although it is extremely dangerous, it is also his only chance to escape. He slowly climbed up, rolled his eyes and said, "Deal, when are you leaving?"

Yan Nanping gave one of the water-proof beads to Shen Yaobi and said, "Let's go now, in a hurry. Don't delay."

The group left the Tongtian River and headed downstream along the river bank. She Hao turned into a half-man, half-snake, moving like the wind, followed closely by Wei Qiqi and the three demons. , three wooden thorns were driven into his spine. If the wooden mandrill wanted to kill him, it would only happen in a moment of thought, and he would not worry about him escaping.

Trees cover the sky and the sun, and the Tongtian River gradually becomes turbid, with silt deposits, sticky and sluggish. From time to time, a pale corpse is turned up, and then slowly sinks, and the air is filled with an unpleasant smell. The nauseating stench and miasma filled the air, and the birds and animals disappeared.

"What the hell!" Shen Yaobi pulled out her feet from the rotten leaves and muttered.

Mudi explained: "The lower reaches of the Tongtian River, deep into the Barbarian Bone Forest, is a river of death." Before he finished speaking, the river water made a splash, and a ghost crocodile with a rotten trunk pounced out, opening its stench Xuntian's big mouth bit Shen Yaobi fiercely.

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