Chapter 353

Boom!!

With a violent vibration.

West Xavier's whole body was thrown up high and shocked into the snake's throat. He was hit by all kinds of meat and vegetables, and his eyes were full of stars.

Then, there was a crazy experience of lying on the rolling axle, up and down, whirling. The endless branches and gravel from the snake's mouth hit sizewell's head, making him dizzy.

Before his brain could judge the situation, the snake closed its mouth, and the last light quickly disappeared. He went all the way down from the giant snake's throat until he fell heavily to the ground.

In the darkness, the violent vibration finally returned to calm.

Stones and leaves clattered down, drowning sizeville.

At the same time, there is a tide of pessimism.

It's over.

He thought.

It's over.

It's all fucked up.

I still want to go to the wizard and find my truth.

I didn't expect that I was swallowed by a big and strange snake on the way. Compared with this thing, my dissatisfied female officials became lovely.

What is the size of the snake that makes it slide so smoothly to the end? How many animals, even living people, did it eat to grow up to this size?

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Instinct made him hold his breath. He felt that even if he died of suffocation, it was better than sucking the slimy gastric juice and digestive juice into his lungs. It was disgusting.

However, lying down for a while, sizewell felt something was wrong.

It's so quiet.

After swallowing himself, there was no more vibration. Moreover, the ground touched by his palm was extremely dry. This confused West Xavier.

He held his breath at the beginning and felt that there must be stomach acid and mucus in the snake's belly.

But after a while, he couldn't help it. So he tried to take a breath. The environment in the snake's belly was not as terrible as he thought. On the contrary, the air he breathed was cool and clean, no different from the outside.

This?

He stood up trembling and groping. It was dark around him.

And it's empty.

He walked to the left, walked dozens of steps, and touched the hard belly of the snake. It was almost as hard as stone, and the surface was uneven.

Along with the uneven ups and downs, he felt for a long time, cold sweat Shua down, although the eyes can not see, but he can feel the ups and downs of the lines, it is clear that a row of ribs, as well as eye socket nostrils and so on.

There are bones embedded in the belly of the snake.

In the dark, sizewell couldn't help swallowing. Fear grows exponentially under the blessing of darkness. Even if you fall into the snake's belly, there are still bones in the snake's belly, which means that not only you but also his predecessors are dead.

Is it digested?

Xavier doesn't know. He walked to the right, and it took him hundreds of steps to reach the other half of the snake's belly. He couldn't help but put his ear on the wall of the meat and didn't hear a sound.

"Ah..."

he called tentatively.

Bursts of echoes hit his eardrum, very empty.

"Frog, brother frog?"

He called out the owl's name, hoping to get his response: "are you ok?"

Unfortunately no, the owl is missing, and so is the boa constrictor who robbed his prey. It seems that he is the only one left in the dark snake's belly.

With a shiver, sizewell stood in the dark and thought about it. He drew the dagger from his waist and decided to leave this terrible place anyway. Even if he made a hole in the snake's stomach, he would climb out of it.

Ha ha ha!

He chiseled the snake's belly with a dagger.

I don't know if the giant snake is too big or its body is not sensitive.

Sizewell had been chiseling for a long time, but the snake didn't respond at all.

Ha ha ha!

He clenched his teeth and chiseled harder.

At the interval of chiseling, he wiped the sweat oozing from the tip of his nose with his hand.

After this little action, when he touched the wall again, the small pit he had painstakingly chiseled out disappeared.

He quickly felt on the snake's abdominal wall, but he only touched a few skeletons, but he didn't see the hole he had dug. The unknown and fear continued to enlarge.

However, after the fear reached a certain extent, Xavier was surprisingly calm down. If the result is death, it is better to work until death than to be pessimistic and wait for death.

With this in mind, Xavier took a deep breath, raised his only dagger, and intended to play the spirit of Yugong moving mountains.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that."

At this time, a slight laugh came from behind.Sizewell turned fiercely, but behind him it was dark and nothing could be seen.

"Magic clay has great plasticity and resilience, even if it is split, it will close quickly."

Gradually, a pair of dark green light spots slowly emerged from the darkness. At the beginning, they were as big as fireflies, and then they became small finger thick and thin, flashing in the dark like ghost fire.

"Unless you kill me, or my magic disappears, the magic will be released naturally - fluorescent flying."

Said the man. A silver ray of light flew out of the darkness, illuminating the dark corridor.

Xavier stepped back fiercely. It turned out that the dark green ghost fire was a pair of eyes. The owner of the eyes was a short young man in a green robe. He had black hair and was about a head shorter than himself, but he was strong, with thick eyebrows and a vertical scar on his lips, which added a bit of toughness and mystery to him.

Of course, the most attractive is his eyes, which he has never seen before. It is green like a fire, in which flashing is exuberant desire. This is a man with great energy.

As soon as he stepped back, he stepped forward two more steps, for the little green robed young man was holding a night owl in his hand. It was his frog brother, who was looking pitifully at sizewell.

"Let him go."

Sizewell said hoarsely, although the other side has a kind of unfathomable momentum, but surprisingly he is not afraid. Perhaps because of the light, he felt that he might have room for negotiation.

"What did you just call him?"

The short man raised his owl.

"Frog." Said sizewell.

"Why do you call him a frog? It's an owl," laughs the short, thin young man in green robe

Sizewell: "because he talks like a rock."

After that, Xavier regretted that he was too childish to say so.

Sure enough, the young man tilted his head: "how old are you?"

"Seventeen."

Sizewell deliberately exaggerates the age of one and is determined to never say anything that sounds childish in the future.

"Is it?"

The green robed youth laughed, "at your age, it's interesting to think of drilling for the first time."

He pointed to a skeleton on the abdominal wall, "there have been many people here, including those who were scared to pee their pants, those who cried in despair, those who prayed for God, and those who committed suicide by hitting the wall. You are different from them."

"Ah, I've thought about what you said."

Sizewell grinned, too.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha." the green robed young man laughed more happily, but with a smile, he looked gradually indifferent. He rolled up his sleeves and grasped the owl's head in one hand and its neck in the other.

"Sorry, the chat is over."

It arms force, owl neck stretch, crazy struggle.

Aware of the desperation in the owl's eyes, sizewell jerked out his dagger and said coldly, "let it go."

The green robed youth is not moved.

Sizewell took a step forward and snapped, "let it go!"

"Let it go?" Green robed youth cold eyes said: "you just caught my pet - Zuma!"

A dark green Python slowly swam out from behind him. It raised its head, hissed the letter, and gazed at sizeville with hatred and resentment.

Sizewell could see that the Python's tail was broken a little, and there was a palm shaped depression in the scale of the fracture, which was torn off by him, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

"Is this your pet?"

Asked sizewell, with a strong calmness.

"Yes," said the green robed youth lazily, "it's the poor snake. Oh yes, it's Zuma. It's been with me for 15 years. Look, I love its scales and patterns, but you've almost scratched its tail

As he said, his arm was forced, and the owl's head was twisted into a startling arc, "tooth for tooth, eye for eye. It's my creed, man. " Said the young man coldly.

The owl's eyes were choked with blood and his neck was almost twisted to a twist. Sizewell's cold sweat came down from the top of his head. His instep was tight and his heart was beating wildly. He gritted his teeth and said, "it... Took my prey."

"If I remember correctly, it was you who were frightened and put the prey back, and then Zuma took it away." The green robed youth retorted.

"I apologize!"

Sizewell immediately raised his hand and threw away the dagger, because he saw that the owl was no longer good. If he let the young man twist down, his neck would be broken.

"I apologize. I'm sorry. I didn't know it was your pet. If I knew, I would never rob it."

He said sincerely, but the young man was not moved, only looked at him with cruel and cold eyes.Seeing that apologies were useless, sizewell's anger rubbed up, and his attention focused on the green robed youth's face: "if you kill him, I will make an Unbreakable Vow. As long as I live one day, I will kill you, including your pet."

It's killing.

The snake had been staring at Xavier maliciously and hatefully, but it was swept by his eyes. It hissed back and hid behind the green robed youth.

The green robed youth grinned and showed a sarcastic smile carelessly. "It's up to you?"

Then, his arms suddenly burst, and his strength was used to the maximum, so he was about to execute the owl violently.

Seeing the separation of body and head, but almost a second before the blood light suddenly appeared, sizewell's eyes were staring at the green robed youth.

Dong!!

The green robed youth seemed to be concentrated by a pair of invisible giant hammers. He took a small step back, and his clothes and hair rolled back several times. It seemed that he was blown by the strong wind, but in fact there was no wind.

He was slightly stunned, staring at the young man's resolute eyes, and then looking at the owl under his hand. His palm was on the owl's neck, but it was not really on the owl's neck. In the middle of the palm and neck, there was an invisible transparent border, which wrapped the owl's neck. Although the border was thin, it was as strong as the strongest piece of iron He broke the poor bird's neck.

"It's a little interesting..."

the short young man's expression is unpredictable, and he slowly stops.

The owl who picked up his life fell to the ground, fluttering his wings like a drowning hen, hopping and jumping to sizewell's shoulder, shaking his neck and coughing.

At the moment, West Xavier is still firmly staring at the short young man, his eyes are full of fighting spirit, and he is indifferent to the escape of the night owl.

"Hum... It's a little interesting..."

the short young man took out a slender black stick that curved like a snake from his arms and slowly circled West Xavier. His eyes were green and bright, and there was a secret flame burning in it. And Xavier's eyes are also firmly locked in his body, with his pace rotation.

On the ground between their bodies, the stones trembled slightly and cracked silently, one in two, two in four, four in eight, until they were completely turned into vermicelli.

The black Python hid in the corner in fear, and the owl put his head into his wings.

Suddenly, the green robed youth put the black stick back in his arms, and laughed: "wait a minute, how old did you just say you are?"

He asked again.

"Eighteen."

Sizewell replied coldly, raising his age by another year.

"Oh, yes, I haven't learned magic, have I?"

The green robed youth's expression changes so fast that he can't see the previous half killing.

But Xavier did not dare to relax his vigilance. He nodded: "yes, I haven't learned."

"Good... Good... Good..."

the short youth even said three good, and the flame in the green eyes was more vigorous. It's like looking at a rare treasure.

Finally, he stopped turning and stood in front of Xavier with a smile. "Hey, what a big deal. It's just for a dinner. Look how we're at each other's throats."

Then he patted Xavier on the shoulder happily: "well, don't look at me like this. It's just an owl. You scratched my pet. I scared him. It's not even."

Sizewell felt that what he said was reasonable, so he stepped back, nodded and raised his hand: "OK, we're even. The prey belongs to you. Can you let us out now?"

"Hey, don't be so outspoken. We're all here. Sit down and go

The short young man showed a pleasant smile: "go, aren't you hungry? Let's have a meal together"

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