Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 197 White Porcelain Doll ([-])
After the second air bullet hit, the snake man's head was smashed to pieces, and he couldn't die anymore.

Not surprisingly, Fu Qian got another boneless finger.

Fu Qian tried it, and then gave up the idea of ​​turning it back, and turned his energy to maintaining the state of other parts.

After almost stabilizing, Fu Qian stepped forward and looked down at the monster that had turned into a corpse.

Although it has a snake-shaped head, this monster does have two hands and two feet, and it is still standing there even now.

What I thought was a skirt before was actually a circle of molted skin.

I don't know how many years of accumulation, overlapping there to form the shape of a floor-length skirt.

That's why the corpse didn't fall down, because it was supported.

Really... Fu Qian didn't know how to complain for a while.

Regardless of the combat effectiveness, this picture alone is enough to drop the San value.

[San value minus 1]

As soon as this idea came up, a reminder came to Fu Qian's ear.

?

Is there such a thing, another meaning of saying what you say?
Fu Qian was speechless for a while.

Inexplicably, the san value dropped a little.

A little san value is not afraid, the key is not knowing where the problem is, which is the scariest.

But it's easy to infer.

The snake man is already dead, so - Fu Qian turned his head and squinted his eyes to look around.

Is it some other monster?

The next moment he was surprised to find that a snake figure appeared on every passageway in his field of vision.

And all of them are against themselves.

what is this?Do real snake people never look back at their enemies?

After I couldn't help but make a complaint in my heart, the snake people at the entrance of each cave moved at the same time.

But they still didn't attack, but walked towards the direction they were facing, and slowly disappeared into the dark passage.

At the same time, Fu Qian heard a strange sound echoing in the space, as if something was singing.

Almost instantly, his head felt as if he had been hit hard, and he was in a trance for a while.

[San value minus 1]

Just in this dazed effort, the San value dropped a little more.

This... Fu Qian frowned.

The last time the San value dropped so diligently was when he was fighting the demigod Li Weixuan.

At this speed, it will take less than half an hour for the San value to return to zero.

Fu Qian looked at the snake men walking in all directions, their singing voices were so ethereal, even if they were really singing, it was impossible to tell which one it was.

Fu Qian thought for a while, quickly wrote down the directions of several passages, and then chose the first one on the right hand side and walked down.

Moving silently in the passage, Fu Qian quickly caught up with the snake man in front.

And almost at the moment of approaching, that person stopped and swung his head out.

Fu Qian didn't use the air bullet this time, he just slapped him, and the snake man's head was blown away.

The singing didn't stop.

Fu Qian turned around and left, and went back the same way, ignoring the snake man who was chasing after him.

[San value minus 1]

Just after returning to the departure hall, Fu Qian's head sank and sank again.

In this situation, if you try one by one, you may suffer heavy losses!
And what if it wasn't any one of them who sang?Not to mention so many forks here.

Direct detachment is of course easy, but it hasn't reached that point yet.

After all, if you don't understand this time, it will be the same situation next time.

Fu Qian kept on stepping while thinking, and then chose the passage next to him and walked down.

This time the snake man had gone far away, Fu Qian was not polite, and after catching up, he was also slapped.

The singing still didn't stop, and at the same time, the snake man chasing after him became two.

Fu Qian controlled the speed, and returned by the same route again.

This time he did not choose to change another path, but took the two snake men around in circles.

[San value minus 1]

That's it, I seem to know what's going on!
After the reminder of dropping San for the fourth time came, Fu Qian realized something—the interval of dropping San was not fixed.

Although the singing voice has not changed in level, the frequency of san dropping has been changing.

Among them, the interval between the second and the third time is the longest.

This is very strange, what determines the frequency of sans drop?

It's not a fixed frequency, could it be the distance between yourself and the singer?
Fu Qian quickly planned a route in his mind, and led the two snake men around the entrance of the cave.

But just going around in circles, he didn't get into any of them.

In the end, after the reminder that the San value had decreased more than ten times in a row, Fu Qian came to a corner with two snake men on a kite.

[San value minus 1]

It should be around here!

In another reminder that the san value was lowered, Fu Qian stepped on the open space without saying a word.

There was a loud bang, the gravel cracked, and a pit was trampled out under his feet.

The next moment the singing stopped abruptly, and the two snake men chasing after them also disappeared.

At the same time, there was a twist in the blank space in front of him, and a figure appeared out of nowhere, staggering and almost falling down.

Sure enough, it was like this, almost being killed and decisively cheated!

Fu Qian looked at the monster in front of him who was not much taller than him.

This time it's really human!
Although the long skirt has been decayed to the point where the color cannot be seen, it is basically in the shape of a human below the chest, but the upper part is horrible.

How miserable is it?

It's almost like a grenade went off in the head, and every fragment that exploded grew into a new head, and finally struggled to cluster together.

These heads vary in size, and most of the features are missing.

The only thing that is consistent is that they all have more than two eyes, and they are all blinking and blinking at themselves at the moment.

It's very clear now, it was this multi-brained lady who used her ability to hide and sing here just now.

While using the singing to launch a mental attack, he created a snake-man illusion to lure himself to chase.

In fact, no matter which snake people, the songs are not sung by them.

If I keep chasing him without saying a word, there is a high probability that I will pay a huge price to wipe out all the snake people, and then the singing still hasn't stopped, and finally I can't stand it and let go of detachment.

The reason why the frequency of san dropping is strange is because the closer you are to her, the faster you drop san, and every time you come back, you are very close to this person.

Just guessing this possibility, Fu Qian planned out the route and tested it, and finally narrowed down the range step by step to lock the location.

Although it is easy to say, but looking back, the degree of danger is quite high.

If you make a mistake in your judgment, then you are equivalent to wasting nearly [-] san points in vain.

Now, I can only say that no matter what, I played well.

Before paying, I silently gave myself a thumbs up.

Faced with her whereabouts revealed, Sister Duo Nao rushed towards her with her hands open, Fu Qian took off the ring on one hand, aimed at her middle finger, and blasted out an air bullet.

(End of this chapter)