No one can be a dog licker

Chapter 215 Poor Man’s Package

Wu Baitian's vision was gradually obscured by the huge snake's tail, but she was still smiling, with bloodthirsty madness in her eyes.

"Be careful!" Mu Qinzao shouted, and swung the whisk in his hand violently, with a whistling sound, hitting the weak point of the snake's tail directly.

At the same time, he made a gesture with his left hand to control the whisk, and his right foot shot out with great force, hitting the snake's tail.

With a loud "bang!!!", the air seemed to be torn apart by this force.

The special Taoist robe that Mu Qinzao was wearing was destroyed in an instant under the impact of this force, and the fragments were blown away by the wind.

As for Mu Qinzao himself, a deep wound that spread to his thigh was clearly visible. Blood quickly seeped out of the wound, staining the hem of his Taoist robe red.

However, even at the cost of blood and almost torn flesh and bones, the huge snake tail as big as a mountain only deviated slightly in the air, as if it was just blown by an insignificant breeze.

It continued to sweep forward with an invincible, devastating force, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth. Wherever it passed, nearly a hundred beasts instantly turned into blood foam, which mixed with the heavy rain and fell, dyeing the entire land a shocking blood red.

"I say, are you crazy or have you lost your mind? You dare to resist this level of attack? Are you going to die?"

Wu Baitian was agile and nimble, and he dodged all the attacks from the snake's tail flexibly. He moved swiftly in the storm and finally held on to the crumbling Mu Qin stove steadily.

Without hesitation, she took out a handful of first-grade blood coagulation pills and fed them to Mu Qinzao. She thought she was stable enough and even carried all the reward pills, including those from Yuan Que, Lin Yi, and Gu Can.

However, what Wu Baitian did not expect was that although the number of pills he brought was indeed sufficient, the quality of the pills was not high enough.

Mu Qinzao's face was as pale as paper, with traces of blood at the corners of his mouth. He glanced at Wu Baitian, who had almost maxed out his agility, and a hint of helplessness and self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

He felt that his action of jumping on it just now was a bit unnecessary, but he still said stubbornly: "Haha, what can a mere little snake demon do to me?"

As he spoke, he quickly recalled his whisk and looked at the snake man warily.

"Death is imminent, yet you are still speaking nonsense!"

"I'm not saying this, but a monster has a pretty rich vocabulary."

While Wu Baitian was mocking the snake man, he put on a determined look of fighting to the death, but there was a cunning gleam in his eyes.

"Let's fight!" Mu Qinzao was also full of murderous intent. Not being able to fight and not daring to fight are two different things!

However, in such a tense situation, Wu Baitian suddenly picked up Mu Qinzao and carried him horizontally with swift and powerful movements. When he turned around, he used several Tiyun Leaps and flew away into the depths of the dense forest like a gust of wind.

Not to mention the Snake Man, even Mu Qinzao didn't react. What did Wu Baitian mean?

At this time, Wu Baitian had already burned her blood to the extreme, and she used the Wind Breaker to the fullest. As she ran, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and she kept muttering:

"I told you to run but you didn't. I was thinking of mediating and waiting for you to find some help and kill him.

As a result, you almost broke yourself with one kick. Oh, really, I don’t know how far we have to run to find help. "

"Didn't we agree to fight to the death and not retreat?"

Mu Qinzao was held in the arms of Princess Wu Baitian. He didn't even have time to feel shy and asked in confusion.

"What? Didn't you see the small print below? You can run away, as long as you don't harm your classmates. The most important thing is to stay alive. Do you have to be so stubborn? When you are poor, you must change. If you change, you will get through. If you get through, you will last long."

"Do you understand? If he is a demon beast, I will fight to the death. Is he? He is a demon beast, so we will fight him 30% to 70%. Didn't you study hard in this cultural course?"

"He's very strong. Our odds are 30-70, which is not low. We can give it a try."

"Fuck you! He killed you seven times in three minutes, and that's because he's injured. You're really good, you dare to think! Without an eighth-grade, you can't beat him at all. He's a demon from the depths of the earth, OK?"

Mu Qinzao muttered softly, his hands behind Wu Baitian, throwing out breath-suppressing talismans one after another without paying: "I see that your body movements are quite impressive..."

"..."

Wu Baitian was completely silent this time, and then he began to comfort himself in his heart. How many people around him were not reckless? How many of them were quick-witted and could be fooled by her?

As one rises, another falls. This makes sense, very reasonable.

Wu Bai ran away holding Mu Qin Zao, passing through layers of trees. His footsteps stepped on fallen leaves and dead branches, but did not change the shape of these natural objects, truly leaving no trace and no sound.

Only her heartbeat like a drum, interweaving with the sound of the wind coming from her ears, accompanied this escape from life and death.

The fierce roar of the beast echoed in the dense jungle, shaking every leaf, as if even the air was trembling. Wu Baitian ignored it and just ran forward desperately.

Compared to before, her energy and blood are now enough to support her to run at the maximum speed for three hours. She knows that this is her limit and their only chance of survival.

Even with the chaotic atmosphere of the rain curtain, the snake man's breath was still following her. Wu Baitian could clearly feel that the cold and cunning eyes were fixed on her somewhere.

"If we still haven't found any help in two and a half hours, you'll take the rejuvenation pill, and we'll both perish together with that demon man." Wu Baitian gritted his teeth, "I'm really saying, don't you have any way to save your life? Are you really not a second-generation?"

"Well, it's not impossible." Mu Qinzao touched his thigh, which had almost recovered. "The wound healed quickly enough. What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger. Does that count?"

"Then just let me hold you, at least make a sound!"

Wu Baitian put his hand on Mu Qinzao's thigh and while running fast, he carefully felt the flow of qi and blood in Mu Qinzao's body. He was about to collapse mentally.

"Well, didn't I tell you that you run pretty fast?" Mu Qinzao said innocently, "If you can't find any outside help, I'm the main player, so I need to recover more, right?"

"What's more, if it wasn't for paying off my debt to you, why would I have consumed so much Qi and blood? Following a poor fellow like you, I have been taking Qi and Blood Pills of the first or second grade. Are they of high enough quality?"

"..." Wu Baitian staggered in anger and almost threw Mu Qin Zao out of his hand. "Putting aside other things, I am a poor guy, what are you?"

"A vampire that sucks the blood of poor people?"

As Mu Qinzao spoke, he swung the whisk in his hand, creating one small illusion after another. These were of course useless to the snake man, but were enough to cause considerable hindrance to the ferocious beast.

Those illusions were like mirages in the water. Although they would dissipate at the touch of a finger, they could disrupt their attack rhythm in an instant, buying the two a precious breathing space.