In the place where God sleeps, those who enter the world die.

This is the second time I have heard such words from the corpse, but the feeling is different.

The former was buried in this ominous place before I came, while the latter died under my hands - before I set off, I had talked to everyone, which can be regarded as acquaintance.

Maybe if I didn't leave my post, they wouldn't die so easily.

The strong guilt made me feel uncomfortable. Not only did I not feel fear, but I was filled with anger.

I reached out and closed the eyes of the corpse with a light smile. I smiled coldly: "Their repeated provocations have successfully angered me. Very good, very good... Tail girl, ask this black boy how far is this far from their old nest."

The little white fox asked with some concern: "Brother, are you not planning to find them anymore, but want to attack Huanglong?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, the underground forests here are full of dangers, but the biggest danger is not anything else, but people. These Mormon guys, I don't know how many years have been here, and I am most familiar with it. It is difficult to deal with them here. Since that's the case, it's better to come to the door directly, so as not to delay the longer the time will cause trouble."

The little white fox looked at me, took a deep breath, and said to me, "Brother, you are angry."

I forced a smile and said, "How can I not be angry?"

If it were Junior Sister Xiaoyan, I would definitely advise me to calm down and be ruthless at this time. However, the little white fox is a remnant seed. He has a rebellious temper at his bones, but he clapped his hands and smiled: "Since that's the case, then we'll come to the door and kill them all."

The two of them smiled happily, as if they had encountered something happy, while the black boy Bra next to them looked at us in surprise, not knowing what we were talking about.

I stretched my muscles and bones, making the joints of my body crackle. After I finished, I raised my chin and signaled the little white fox to ask about Bra.

The boy only gave some simple information and went deeper, but refused to answer.

This time, he is still the same.

In front of us, he showed sufficient pride. No matter how coercive and tempted the little white fox, he shook his head, looked like a stubborn and refused to cooperate.

I couldn't understand the conversation between the two, but I could guess the rough one from the other's expressions.

Seeing the little white fox sighed, shook his head at me, and I didn't persuade him anymore.

I arranged the corpse on the ground neatly, pulled out the Blood-Drinking Cold Lightsword, and then solemnly said to the dead on the ground: "Brother, I said, try to take everyone back as much as possible, but this time I am afraid I will break my promise; but I can guarantee you that every time you die, I will let them die with you, as a memorial service, a little care, no respect..."

I spoke so seriously, and the black boy seemed to understand what I meant and shouted at me.

Swish!

I no longer had the patience to talk to such a guy, and I didn't look back. The blood-drinking cold lightsaber passed through the man's neck.

A big head rose into the sky.

Drinking the Blood Cold Light Sword and drinking the blood, like such a large dose of blood, was absorbed all of them. When the head fell to the ground, the body also looked up to the sky behind, but no drop of blood spilled out.

The scene is so cold.

After collecting the long sword, I asked the little white fox what the guy said just now.

The little white fox told me that he knew I was really murderous and intended to cooperate.

I smiled, but there was no regret in my heart.

I am not a sticky person, and I will never keep such a hidden danger by my side. Since he refused to cooperate, he had already laid the end of his death. No one can change this.

If he had been tough, I might have respected him as a man, and at this moment, haha...

Don’t think that you can fool me by hypnotizing me without knowing it.

The Black Hand Twin Cities have the pride of the Black Hand Twin Cities.

When my head fell to the ground, I called the black giant eagle down and prepared to take it to the sky to search. Although the black eagle hated me very much, it did not dare to refuse and fell to the ground.

I stepped onto the eagle and drove it to fly up in the air, but the flat-haired beast was as if drunk, shaking and unable to fly.

At first I was a little surprised, and then the little white fox called me next to me: "Brother, look under its wings."

I looked down and saw a long and bloody hole under the wings on the left side of the black shadow. The flesh that was opened was like a child's lips, shocking.

When did this bird get hurt?

I looked carefully and based on the time when the wound condensed, I probably determined that it was hurt when dealing with Bra's pig-mouthed bats.

It seems that beasts that can be domesticated by Mormonism are not simple.

This black eagle was injured, so it must be a guy who was hundreds or dozens of pounds. I sighed and asked the little white fox to bandage the wound on it.

The flat-haired beast was quite repulsive to the little white fox at first, and was swaying in claws. However, after I scolded him a few times, I felt the little white fox's face and showed intimacy.

I was a little jealous when I saw that enthusiasm.

The Black Hawk couldn't come in handy, so I let it patrol above and help us look at it, while we hid in the forest and headed towards the downstream of the river.

Both of them had murderous intentions in their hearts, so there were not many taboos. We walked forward quickly and soon arrived not far from the end. When we heard the sound of the waterfall from afar, the steps of the little white fox and I slowed down.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The closer we get to the enemy's nest, the more cautious we become. At this moment, I heard a continuous stream of slight sounds coming from the front, and hissing.

The little white fox and I crossed a hill and looked down.

When I walked to the back, I saw the little white fox in front of me, and my face turned pale.

My heart thumped and I looked down. Goose bumps all over my body suddenly spread and I couldn't help but tremble.

Snakes, snakes all over the mountains.

Looking around, the forest not far from the low hills, the vegetation looks particularly low, most of which are moss like shrubs, and among them are countless red, green, black, pink, white, and green... all kinds of long snakes of varying lengths and thicknesses. There are countless snakes, some are hanging on the rocks, some are hanging in front of the moss, and some are winding in the mud. Almost every place is covered with such long snakes. The density is so high that people like me can feel cold all over their bodies.

At the end of the forest, I could see a building like a top pyramid, appearing in the outline of the distance.

Very awesome.

I was thinking before, what can I do to ensure my safety in a place without natural dangers? Now I saw that with this long snake all over the mountains, no one has the courage to break through.

However, there are so many long snakes that can only take a few days to chew this large forest until the bark is left. How did they survive?

Just as I was in doubt, an explosion came from a desperate "hissing" sound.

This sound was swung out with a whip in the air and threw it out.

I looked in the sound and saw a huge lizard two feet long climbing out on the other side of the hill. The lizard was a bit similar to an iguana, with a huge body, black and gray all over, and there were many tough ivy scales on the back, taking the shape of a sickle, which was very ferocious.

On the lizard's neck, there was a bald head in a red robe. The guy also had a long whip on his hand. From time to time, he would slam it and explode.

And as his whip swung, large groups of snakes seemed to listen to his command, heading east and west.

Snake shepherd!

Such a noun appeared in my mind, and at this moment, a sound of shaking footsteps suddenly came from the hill on the right.

The footsteps were extremely heavy, showing its owner's physique, and it was definitely a heavyweight guy.

I didn't guess what it was because it soon appeared in front of me.

It was a giant elephant five meters tall. I was not curious about how an elephant could jump out here. It was just that what surprised me was that the elephant had long hair like braids. It might be because of being hang out in the mud or dirty river water for a long time. The hair condensed into tufts of tugs, like armor.

Mammoth, is this a mammoth giant elephant that has been extinct for tens of millions of years?

Before my curiosity could end, countless groups of snakes had already swam towards the long-haired giant elephant under the command of the snake shepherd.

The long-haired giant elephant has a wide sole of feet, and can kill more than a dozen long snakes with one foot, but this is useless. Soon, it was entangled by a giant python that was more than ten meters long. Then countless long snakes climbed onto its body, bite its thick skin, and release the toxins in its teeth into its flesh.

A big battle.

The final result was that the giant elephant was defeated. Although it crushed countless snakes, it eventually turned into a pile of skeletons. Countless snakes were caring on its corpse and enjoying a feast.

Little White Fox and I witnessed all this and our bodies were filled with coldness.

It was not until the giant elephant turned into a bone that I pursed my lips, subconsciously looked at the little white fox, and asked her how she felt.

However, the little white fox did not answer, but looked at our left. I immediately alerted to draw my sword, pointed to it, and said in a cold voice: "Who?"

After a while in the forest, Huang Wenxing, covered in blood, walked out and said to me: "Director Chen, it's me!"
Chapter completed!