One thought of Acacia, one thought of perseverance

Chapter 69

The sounds of noisy fighting outside the hall can be heard endlessly, but the rattling snakes seem to be endless.The mussel huddled tightly into a ball, and the shell was getting hotter and hotter. She forced herself to say a few words to the Naming Snake, and now she couldn't even sweat.All the water in her body has been lost, and the inside of her shell is like a furnace, she has no tears even to cry.

This place is not far from the main hall. She wanted to open the shell to see the surrounding situation, but if she opened the shell... maybe the heat wave alone would be enough to burn herself?

In the main hall, Jiang Haoran held the clam and did not let go, Rong Chenzi could only step forward to resist the singing snake.Although the main hall is large, it cannot accommodate so many snakes.Flame and venom criss-crossed in the small space.Flying swords and magic weapons were interspersed, making this supposedly magnificent scene appear chaotic.Jiang Haoran hid in a corner, the mussel in his arms was dying.Taking advantage of the sudden fire, Jiang Haoran pushed back the long hair on her forehead.

The hall was too noisy, He Mu couldn't hear what he said.He saved his words, took out a green elixir from his bosom, and was about to feed it into the mussel's mouth, when suddenly his expression turned serious.The mussel pulled the tapered blade pinned to his waist and pierced his chest.

Jiang Haoran was stunned, his eyes were confused: "Panpan, haven't you forgiven me yet?"

He has a pair of hands that are strong enough to cut gold and jade, but he just stares at her motionlessly.The flames in the hall were uncertain, and he looked sad: "I know you hate me, but Panpan, more than a thousand years, are you really not wrong at all? You know that they are my relatives, but you can't even deal with them." Ken. Maybe I have done many things wrong, but Panpan, I really love you..."

The blood flowed more and more from his waist, but he couldn't bear to cry out—she must have suffered a lot inside, if others were alarmed at this time, how could the Jiang family be willing to let her go?
No one around noticed the vision.Holding the tapered blade, He Mu charged into the group of snakes and gradually approached Rong Chenzi.

The clam is in the pot, but how sharp is her ear?Although Jiang Haoran's hands are not as good as inner cultivation, they are not to be underestimated.After being together for thousands of years, she has long been able to distinguish the voice of his golden hands from the chaotic sounds of fighting.But why didn't he make a move?Although Rong Chenzi is here, why can't he keep calm?Taoism pays attention to Zhongzheng's peace and comfort, so it's a big taboo to be uneasy when facing an enemy?
She had indeed been to Changgang Mountain back then, and there was someone who made a god-devil contract with her right next to the Wangshan Spring on the peak.During the communication of spiritual consciousness, she only saw black wings.Li Jiaji and her water demon, who look exactly like her, are they the Snake that borrowed their breath?She struggled hard, Rong Chenzi was so stupid, he would definitely be fooled!

But she couldn't get out, so she listened more attentively, only to hear a female voice faintly amidst the fighting: "Zhiguan..."

The mussels opened their shells, and the heat wave was overwhelming.It stretched out the ax foot, and the surface of the pot that was about to melt suddenly made a crackling sound.The tender feet were tightly stuck to the pot, and the aroma of cooked meat was emitted almost instantly. The mussel crawled hard, and the ax feet were quickly burnt, and the thick smoke dissipated in just a moment.She was in so much pain that she wished she could roll all over the floor, but she couldn't, she could only crawl towards the edge of the pot step by step.

It turned out that this was pain. The red pot surface was pressed against her body, and her delicate feet had long been changed beyond recognition. Such pain forced this 4000-year-old monster to exist.The edge of the pot was finally close in front of her eyes, her eyes were dazzled, but she couldn't drip—she couldn't bear a single drop.

The fire on the side of the pot was too big, she closed her eyes and rolled down from above, and heard the sound of her feet breaking when she landed.She used the essence stored in her body to transform into a human form again.But she couldn't stand up anymore, those legs were completely ruined.She wanted to cry after climbing two steps, but there was not a drop of water in the shell.Her voice was no longer able to speak.

She had no choice but to crawl to the outside. There was a three-eyed snake guarding the room. It saw the mussel climbing up, and watched her flesh and blood stick to the pot little by little, and quickly turned into black ash.But she really crawled out.

It's just that she is so weak at this time.Even this ordinary three-eyed snake is no longer afraid of her.It slowly approached, and as soon as its tail rolled, it dragged her to him. It tightly rolled up the mussel, trying to throw her back into the pot.Both legs were tightly twisted by the snake's tail, and the mussel was almost desperate.But they can't go back, they will all die...Rong Chenzi will die too.

She took out the staff, but there was no water, so she couldn't activate the spell.But she still has blood.She cut her wrist severely with a staff, and she hadn't eaten for dozens of days, and the blood flow was not much.She made another cut with force, and a faint strand flowed out just now.The staff was stained with blood, emitting a bloody red light.The three-eyed snake only felt that everything in front of it was red, and that gorgeous color had already sliced ​​into its body like a knife.

It held the mussel tightly, but it didn't have the strength to throw her back into the pot.The snake's body with white and yellow flowers writhed unwillingly on the ground for a while, and finally died.But the clam was still tightly strangled by it, she couldn't move anymore, and she couldn't even hear the noises outside clearly.She lowered her head, wanting to sleep.But she can't sleep. If she falls asleep, she won't be able to wake up.She knew to crawl out.

After working hard for a long time, the leg twisted and did not move.She cried for a while with a hoarse voice, and slowly raised the staff in her hand.There was an ax-shaped cold essence hidden in the snake mouth of the staff, which was extremely sharp. She pressed the switch and hit her legs one after another.Blood spilled out, still red.When she reached the end, she wanted to cry again, but there was no one around, so who was she crying for?
With the last stick down, she was finally able to climb forward because her legs were no longer on her body.

There seemed to be some voice in my head, suddenly distant and near.She braced her consciousness and desperately climbed out of the earthen chamber.Lying in the shadows outside was a man with red clothes, black hair, and a bright face.The clam crawled past him and looked at him carefully. Accompanied by day and night for more than 360 years, he is familiar with every tide ebb and flow in Lingxia sea area.

Ming Snake may have returned to his own body.He Mu stayed beside him, and finally she climbed up and lay on him without a single tear, and her voice was no longer delicate, and she couldn't even find any words, so she could only choke up and say, "Chun Yu Lin, I'm so hurt." ..."

Chunyu Lin in front of him was fast asleep.In the past night, no matter how soundly he fell asleep, as long as he was called softly, he would wake up.As long as she is unhappy, she will tell her jokes and cook her food.He said that her clam shells are the most beautiful among the sea people in the East China Sea.

The mussel lay on his chest for a long time, and finally knew that he would never wake up again.

For more than 4000 years, the master, sister, brother, and him, one by one, left her and went alone.

She climbed off him and rolled to the ground, she didn't want to die.If even she is dead, who will remember those beautiful or bleak gatherings, those people who once loved her deeply?

But how can life be endless?
She must be brave to face this cycle of rise and fall.

She crawled to the door and looked back again. In the shadows, Chun Yulin was sleeping peacefully, as if she could still see his gentle smile when she closed her eyes.

The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer, and the mussel's hands were already dripping with blood.Most of the singing snakes in the hall have been removed, and the snake corpses are piled up like a mountain.The ancient Ming Snake with four legs on its back was looking coldly at everyone.The Jiang family had already discovered Jiang Haoran's abnormality, and Rong Chenzi saw the mussel crawling out from behind Ming Snake.He couldn't believe his eyes, there was another river clam standing beside him, with a hot body and a delicate speech.Compared to her, the mussel crawling out at this time is like a dirty corpse.

But Rong Chenzi could tell at a glance that it was her.Although her face was covered with blood, her eyes were so clean and bright.There was even a hint of pride in that kind of unbearable pain, as if he was shouting loudly with his waist in his arms: "Fuck me, stinking snake, I have crawled out!"

She smiled and raised her staff, Rong Chenzi looked at her with a smile on his lips, but tears in his eyes.He closed his eyes, turned around and hugged the fake river clam beside him, and suddenly punched out the moment the tapered blade pierced, smashing her cover and the snake body on her chest with every inch of force.Even the muscles under the skin were broken into blood foam, but the skin was not damaged at all.Gongming Snake didn't see anything unusual, it fanned the four steeds, and was about to breathe fire.

He Mu raised his staff, and the scarlet light illuminated the hall, only then did Ming Snake discover her existence.It was also taken aback, and hurriedly flicked its tail to roll it up.It was rolled so hard that the whole body was coiled together. "Xiao He!" Rong Chenzi called out mournfully, but He Mu couldn't respond anymore.Every inch of her bones was crushed by the power of the snake's body, but there was no blood, not a single drop of blood.

She closed her eyes, not wishing that her own death would be too ugly.Ming Snake also thinks about wind and water spirits, after all, they are rare treasures that cannot be found.It rolled the clam in front of it, suddenly thought of something, and the color of panic appeared in its pupils.The clam silently twitched the corners of its mouth, and suddenly there was a loud bang, which made the whole hall jump.

A cloud of blood.

The flying flesh and blood covered the entire hall, and there were faintly fragments of the staff.A thousand-year-old mussel, who knows how many pearls are stored in her shell?All of them exploded. Even an ancient mythical beast like the Gongming Snake was made of flesh and blood. How could it resist it?

Its snake body was blasted with holes everywhere, and its internal organs overflowed, making the scene even more hideous and terrifying.He frantically wanted to find the stump of He Mu and tear her into pieces, and then he met Rong Chenzi who was equally crazy.This is no longer a contest between good and evil, Rong Chen's eyes are tearing apart, and he used up all the golden charms on his body, what Taoism, what principles, what ethics?
All he could see was the rain of blood.In the memory, Yi Ren smiled like a flower, and her voice was delicate and crisp: "I won't lie to you...I like you."

Why does it take so much blood and tears to prove a word of love?Why do you believe in the most warm and sweet confession at the end and irreparable? !
Jiang Haoran found the mussel's body in the corner, and there was no intact part of the tender skin.Her pupils were completely out of focus, and her voice was hoarse and hoarse, like iron scraping.This is the most beautiful monster, the most embarrassing and dirty moment in more than 4000 years.But she smiled, she couldn't see anyone, she couldn't hear any voice, she still smiled: "When I was sincere, I always couldn't meet someone who was sincere to me. Then I finally met, and was Dislike is not sincere."

Jiang Haoran wanted to cover her wound, but she had too many wounds.He could only watch the blood flow continuously, the clam was still panting, but his body... gradually felt no pain.She smiled slightly: "Rong Chenzi...can beat the Snake, right?"

Jiang Haoran held her hand and put his face next to her ear: "Yes."

Her voice was like a dream: "Jiang Haoran, what I owe you has already been paid. What you owe me...I don't want it anymore."

Jiang Haoran was silent for a long time, then slowly let go of her hand, and the wrist fell silently.

(End of this chapter)