Chapter 453

Song Ningyu is not only becoming smoother and smoother as a shelled egg, but her internal power is almost doubling. The fact is far more than that. She has grown a lot recently. She used to be just Gong Zilin's chin, but now she has reached her lips

The wind carried the remaining half bowl of blood. Yu Guang crossed song Ningyu's pale, almost transparent face, twisted her eyebrows and said, "why don't you try."

Song Ningyu took Feng's bowl of blood, and the blood slowly dropped from the bowl. As a result, the snakes seemed to see the nemesis and pushed desperately towards both sides. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows. The snakes began to riot, and the snakes began to become restless, and some even began to bite each other.

The scene was so bloody that even the wind frowned at him. The old man who vomited faintly outside the door came in with his stomach covered and his mouth covered in one hand. Before he had time to breathe, he saw the scene of snake swallowing snake in the bath bucket. His mouth was bulging and wanted to vomit again. However, song Ningyu stared at him. The old man moved his throat and swallowed it again.

The wind touched his nose and suddenly felt like vomiting!

"Swallow... Swallow it! What are you doing? It's a good snake meat soaked in wine. It's good. It's ruined by you girl! It's ruined. It hurts my old man!"

Song Ningyu's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the group of snakes. He turned puzzled and glanced at Gong Zilin who was lying in bed without response. It's impossible. These snakes all reacted. How could Gong Zilin not respond at all?

"Girl, this boy..."

"If you want to say something bad, shut up before I turn you into a snake!" the uneasy song Ningyu was so bad that he was polite to the old man.

The old man swallowed his saliva, covered his mouth, shook his hand at Song Ningyu, staggered out, and the dark guard on the beam ran clean in an instant. Only a few wisps of light dust fell to the ground slowly.

The leaves of Wutong scanty, and the roses outside the window are only the last batch of flowers left in this season. They were also very few in the storm. Song hung to the window and sighed, holding the book in her hand tightly. This is the book that Grandpa gave her in the valley of the valley.

The night sky at the beginning of the rainstorm was washed by water and became high and far under the moonlight. In the silent jungle, several birds whined through the night and returned to calm for a moment.

The cold wind blows across my face, and the cold chill in the autumn wind is cold into my heart. The most important thing is slowly losing over time. There is a tug of war between death and song Ningyu, a victory and defeat, about life and death.

"Mistress, look at these snakes."

Looking at the past with the exclamation of the wind, I saw that all the snakes began to degenerate rapidly. The weaker and smaller snakes in the gauze bag were swallowed up, and there were fewer and fewer snakes. In the end, there were only three left. Under the attack of the three snakes, there was only one left, and the black and white stripes were rapidly degenerated.

In the end, there was only pure white left. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows. Such pure white reminded her of pure white.

"I didn't expect this snake to be so powerful. What about this one?" Feng followed song Ningyu. He just felt that following song Ningyu for a day was better than being the leader of the imperial forest army in Tangcheng for a day! Under all kinds of strange things, it's no wonder to see you again now!

The White Snake vomited bright red letters to song Ningyu. The tail shook like a dog. Song Ningyu was stunned, looked at the snake and muttered tentatively: "look, it seems to be similar to pure..."

"Mistress, this snake is very strange. It's better to kill it to get rid of future troubles." Feng looked at the snow-white snake. He only felt his eyebrows beating. A snake that can wag its tail and please like a dog. Who has seen it? The head turned and stared at Song Ningyu. His soft eyes suddenly became cruel and hot, as if he was going to swallow the wind alive. The wind shivered. Can the snake understand what he said?

Probably from this moment, the White Snake followed the wind and began to be wrong, so that in the later days, the days of the wind were in hot water!

The snake spits out the letter and poses at Song Ning Yu's head. The White Snake looks very big. Can't it be huge if it swallows so many snakes? Strangely, it opened its mouth and spit out the small bone of the snake.

The wind's back is cold. He stares at the snake and retreats two steps without trace. Darling, it's a living fantasy!

"If you can save ah Lin, I can let you go." song Ningyu glanced at the White Snake spitting letters and wagging its tail. The silver needle turned rapidly in his hand, and a piece of his heart gave birth to wisps of things called hope!

Hope! She was always the only one who gave it to herself, but she didn't expect that she would give birth to that kind of unrealistic thing.

The so-called hope is just an excuse for the weak to become stronger.

The little white snake wagged its tail happily, and didn't know whether it understood or not. It was probably because he felt song Ningyu's strong aura. The yarn bag was torn into pieces under the sharp teeth and mouth of the little white snake. The wind wiped the sweat on his forehead. Obediently, I haven't seen a snake that can stand up. Although seven inches is still on the ground, it's really amazing.

In Song Ningyu's eyes, he slowly climbed out, swam in the direction of the bed and ate so many snakes! The body was a little bloated and heavy, and the white abdomen looked like a lump of dough crawling on the ground.

The wind took out his long sword vigilantly. As long as the snake had any movement, he would lower the sword. The snake didn't know whether it sensed the fierce murderous spirit of the wind, glanced back at him and squatted beside the bed.

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Song Ningyu's eyes were slightly cold and looked at the little white snake that was waving its tail at Song Ningyu at the head of the bed: "so you're telling me that you can't cure it?"

Since they bit, how can it not be cured?

The wind held the long sword in his hand, tangled his eyebrows and said coldly, "since it can't be cured, let my subordinates end it?"

Song Ningyu glanced at the snake waving its tail at her and said in a deep voice, "since it can't be cured, get out and watch the door for me."

That white snake is also wronged. Do you know what kind it is? Dare to let it watch the door! But staring at Song Ningyu's cold, cruel and gloomy eyes, the little white snake hung his head and shook out slowly.

Feng's eyes were slightly bright, and he gave song Ningyu a thumbs up in the dark. The master mother was strong! It's really strong.

The moonlight moved to the West. When song Ningyu didn't pay attention to the man in black hanging under the beam, the body suddenly moved.

Sitting on the side of the bed, song Ningyu and Yi lie next to Gong Zilin. The wind gently dragged the hanging people out and came back to fold the door and replace it with a new one. I don't know if the owner in the yard will be frightened when he comes back and sees the house full of mess.