Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 61 The Tomb of the Naruto (1)

"Hey, why not, let's take advantage of the moment, let's fight on this hot and hot sulfur rocky ground, "It's either you die or you die"! What do you think?"

Jiu Xiaohan pointed at the female anaconda that looked down at her without turning his eyes, and shouted at it with all his might, as if he was worried that the other party would not be able to hear his voice because of his huge body and standing too high.

Liangziyu, who was protected in the barrier, could hardly hear what Jiu Xiaohan, who was confronting the female anaconda outside the barrier, was talking about.

At this moment, Liangziyu felt vaguely in her heart:

It is precisely because it was not in the water of the navy pool, but on land. Judging from the previous combat power of the giant, Jiu Xiaohan's chance of winning in this battle was basically "no".

Unless another miracle happens...

"Before you die, I will give you a chance to choose freely: Do you want to, like your 'male pet', and then go to commit suicide with it after being petrified by me? Or do you want to cut off your anaconda piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece by piece, throw it into the underground magma hot spring, and eat it with dipping sauce?"

Jiu Xiaohan has made it sincerely and wants to treat this monster as his own dish.

Not sure, in the end, she planned to make a pot of ten-full-tonifying anaconda soup to provide Liang Ziyu with good conditioning and body bones?!

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It is said that things in the world are sometimes such an indescribable "spiritual".

At this time, Wuweizi's fingers, which had just seemed to move, had become stalemate again into the original posture and remained motionless again.

After a while, he raised his head from time to time and looked at the "sword and sword battle" in the air.

At the same time, Wu Yan, a seventeenth disciple who happened to be guarding Wuweizi, was sitting cross-legged on an old tung grass ball in front of his master's bed. His eyes slightly closed, his eyelids slightly east, and he seemed to be awake but not awake...

"Strange beast, let her go!"

I'm afraid even Jiu Xiaohan didn't expect that the barrier created and carried by the blue jade bi was so strong.

——For a long time, I'm afraid even Wuyan himself has almost forgotten it, how many years have it been.

As long as you accidentally get hit by its barbs, 90% of them will be either dead or injured.

However, there is no effect.

At the beginning, it seemed that Jiu Xiaohan still had a slight advantage.

In fact, Jiu Xiaohan is not unable to create another barrier to protect himself.

Liangziyu shouted in horror.

Alas, I only regret that I only have to use the book!

Jiu Xiaohan thought of this and looked at Liangziyu, who had been worried about his safety under the temporarily intact barrier in the hot spring pit.

The turbid world is not honored by the three realms; the high shores and deep valleys are clear about the four symbols;

The world of studying things and transforming into the five elements; the sun and the moon reincarnation lock on the six paths;

The strange eyes are not fixed in the seven realms; the sword and the two gems are shaking the world;

The unity of man and nature is with nine or nine return...

Immediately afterwards, it turned its head without looking back, and its entire torso curled down, and quickly drilled into the big crack on the ground.

In that case, she can also learn a little more different moves from other schools from ancient books that record various Qimen Dunjia techniques in case of emergency.

The long anaconda tip seemed to be able to release an invisible and very powerful magnet suction.

And the "pure" sword that was fighting the female anaconda's Xinzi was becoming increasingly difficult to control by her, and she obeyed her spell.

Jiu Xiaohan's body suddenly rose into the air and soon became taller and taller; together with her "pure" sword, she was swallowed into its bloody mouth by the giant horn.

"Nine, Nine Xiaohan..."

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Although Jiu Xiaohan's heart was always filled with a little timidity, she looked at the giant female anaconda in front of her, its gem-green pair of round eyes, which were always staring at her fiercely. Instead, it made her feel more and more that, at least in terms of momentum, she must not fall off first.

The "chains" were covered with dense poisonous barbs.

And then, looking at the giant female anaconda that held Jiu Xiaohan in her mouth with a man and a sword, it seemed that she had no interest in Liangziyu in that barrier and turned a blind eye.

However, from the inside out, only the "Xian Liu Vine" bracelet that the seventeenth junior brother Wuyan gave him as a birthday gift can be used for some use.

However, it was only less than half a cup of tea that Jiu Xiaohan was already very clear that he was unable to do his best and lacked his skills.

The originally graceful and charming female anaconda has now become a monster with a seemingly ferocious face and a ferocious spirit.

Suddenly, Jiu Xiaohan tightened his throat, walked on the spot, straightened his whole body, stretched his index finger and middle finger with his left hand, pressed his ring finger and little finger with his big thumb, and made the seal of the sword technique.

At this moment, in the Bieqingao Quzhu Forest where Jiu Xiaohan is now located, in the Qingxin Temple Courtyard, which is hundreds of miles apart. On the bed in the quiet room of the temple, the old man with a full heaven, a square pavilion, and a white-eyed and beard seemed to have had some consciousness with her.

Liangziyu had to admit that his two hearts seemed to have already reached their throats.

Wuweizi, wearing a thin cotton white robe, was lying peacefully on his back and stepping on his feet, his eyes closed tightly, and he had a faint breath that could even be ignored, sometimes without any.

And that's right, that's it.

So Wuyan thought that it was his illusion that he accidentally fell asleep and woke up from a nightmare.

Jiu Xiaohan silently recited the formula of Qingxin Subduing the Demonic Art:

Perhaps, he felt a slight movement, but when Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and, with the faint candlelight that moved around the four corners of the room, he looked carefully at the master who was as quiet as a warm corpse on the bed in front of him.

After discovering that the master had no abnormalities, Wuyan gently stood up from the tung grass ball on the ground.

Then, with a force of force from her right hand, she pushed the "pure" soft sword that she had held in her hand away.

She thought to herself:

All of this person are, and there will be death.

Each man and anaconda, one low and one high. No one wanted to attack the other party immediately. He just stared at each other with big eyes and looked at each other for a while.

Liangziyu, who was attached to the inner wall of the barrier, slowly discovered that large beads of sweat were gradually emerging from Jiu Xiaohan's forehead, nose and neck.

The giant female anaconda seemed to be able to fully understand Jiu Xiaohan's words, looking angry as if she was so angry that she was breathing heavily.

I saw that the soft sword that was constantly flying in the air had already started fighting flexibly with the anaconda, which was still flowing with dark green saliva.

He could only continue to slap and punch the barrier in a heart-wrenching manner while shouting excitedly:

He kept paying close attention from time to time, muttering and chanting constantly, and his speech seemed to be getting faster and faster.

However, at this moment, the scene that appeared repeatedly in Wuyan's mind was:

The night before, he watched helplessly, Jiu Xiaohan secretly "she" away his "Hunting Guard" waist card from the dirty Taoist robe he had just changed; not long afterwards, she bowed three times outside the door of the quiet room and bid farewell to his master, carrying the small blue plaid he had sewn for her a few days ago, and slipped out of the mountain gate alone.

I, Jiu Xiaohan, are naturally no exception.

Then, I sat back on the puff pastry ball with my hands, and pinched the Ziwu scriptures and formed the seals. I closed my eyes slightly again, and began to silently recite the "Clean Heart Sutra" of my late homework.

I either can, like the second senior brother Wuci, the third senior brother Wusi, and the fifth senior brother Wuyu, and bravely "death in battle" to subdue the demon;

Or, like the fourth senior brother Wu Kun, he was looking for medical treatment for Master Wuweizi, and "going to the mountain of swords and falling into the sea of ​​fire" and never refusing to "death";

No matter how bad it is, it is either. Even if you end up finding nothing, you would rather freeze to death or starve to death in this cold and cold weather...

So, at the imminent moment, Jiu Xiaohan had to sigh with regret:

"Master, Master... How can you not 'repent' not 'repent from the beginning'? Alas! Now, it's too late to say anything! In the future, I will definitely go back to Qingxin Temple and ask you to teach yourself well!"

At this time, Jiu Xiaohan hoped that he could cast a small set of spells first, and immediately let the evil beast in front of him who was both huge and vicious, and who would "not spit out bones" and "eating people without spitting bones", so just stop breathing.

She sighed in her heart:

"I had known that this female anaconda could 'add up' her role and even made such a round of return, so she wouldn't bring Liangziyu out..."

I had known that on weekdays, Jiu Xiaohan should have stayed in the master's library for a little more time.

However, Jiu Xiaohan didn't understand it very much:

This big guy who was both smelly and charming was just looking at her like that and was not in a hurry to launch an attack on her. So, what are its bad ideas?

Therefore, Jiu Xiaohan could only make a comprehensive defensive posture towards her first.

Its purple-black letter was then spit out. Not only that, it became longer and longer, just like a long, endless chain, flying straight towards Jiu Xiaohan.

I saw that it, its two blue eyes like ink gemstones, felt full of the smug look of victory.

Then, he kept picking up several broken rocks at his feet and tried to cut a crack out.

At worst, she would stop fighting with them after a few fights. She would fly away with Liangziyu and just stop.

Unfortunately, except for continuously consuming your physical energy, there seems to be no other change.

However, Jiu Xiaohan sneered at the sour smell that "huhhh" out of the big and ugly two shrunk nostrils of the female snake again, and was disgusted from the heart.

After all, as long as she learns to fly on the sword, with Jiu Xiaohan's kind and compassionate nature of "his subordinates always show mercy", she will definitely not kill the pair of anaconda monsters until it is absolutely possible.

Just now, when Jiu Xiaohan was repeatedly thinking about Wuweizi and constantly fiddling with him, Wuweizi's fingers exposed outside the quilt seemed to twitch, as if they were moving.

As soon as he consciously looked at the fairy vine bracelet on his left wrist, Jiu Xiaohan discovered that the giant female anaconda in front of him suddenly opened her stinking mouth again.

Originally, since Jiu Xiaohan was about to break the boundary and go down the mountain and leave Qingxin Temple, his master Wuweizi began to fall asleep, just like the legendary "Immortal Sclerotic Symptom".

Baishui learns the mind and produces one; Yin and Yang are transferred to the position and open the two yin;

He leaned forward with respect and silent movements, carefully tucking his master's arm that was exposed outside the quilt back into the corner of the quilt.

Perhaps, Jiu Xiaohan will never know:

The seventeenth junior brother Wu Yan, who doesn't like to talk too much on weekdays, has been silently staring at his back behind her for so long...

As the master of Qingxin Temple, Wuweizi, the "demon hunter" who once loved the most, "Jinguan Zangjiao", the thirteen disciples who cherished him very much, threw away all the faces of his master and his old man!

He waved the "Blood-singing Sword" in his hand vigorously, and kept slashing at the same position on the inner wall of the barrier.

However, Jiu Xiaohan was really reluctant to let it go, and temporarily used it as a magic weapon to carry the demon-subduing curse...

Moreover, at that time, Wuweizi's sudden illness caused not much left in Qingxin's view, and the disciples who could serve him in close proximity were caught off guard.

Then, she must have a "egg-to-stone"-style "life-and-death battle" with it.

In another blink of an eye, it swept through the gravel smell of sulfur and the humid and hot spring steam, sucking Jiu Xiaohan, who had been standing in place, casting spells and chanting spells, and the soft sword wrapped in the air and was still waving automatically.

Anyway, no matter what, I, Jiu Xiaohan, can't be so smelled to death by the foul tone of your monster!

——That's true. If the legend goes out, oh, if the fight is not fought and the demon is confiscated, Jiu Xiaohan will be so stinking that the demon will be terrified.

——Just like this moment, the enemy is strong and we are weak, and the difference is huge, so the specification can be used.

If Master Wuweizi was willing to teach Jiu Xiaohan the sword-controlling flying technique, she would probably not have faced the dilemma of being unable to escape today, and even fighting head-on and head-on.

Liangziyu, who has always been in the safety barrier, looked nervous and her eyes as thick as ink, kept changing.

Liangziyu, who was still "trapped" in the rock pit barrier, stood there in a daze, and could only look at him with his eyes. Jiu Xiaohan was swallowed into the bloody mouth of the giant female anaconda, and was powerless...

Jiu Xiaohan, who was swallowed into the female anaconda's mouth by the powerful suction force, looked at the "pure" soft sword that was swept into the female anaconda's huge and deep digestive tract.

As the smelly gas and gastrointestinal juices, which were occasionally rippling from time to time, returned from the deep abdomen of the female anaconda, Jiu Xiaohan's breathing became more and more difficult.

Could it be that she was so easily suffocated in the stinky mouth of this demon beast?

——That's not possible!

(End of this chapter)