Chapter 625

The black snake's green eyes darted across her snow-white skin for a moment, then it turned its head away as if electrocuted, using only its massive body to shield her from the wind.

Upon seeing this, Wen Xin smiled and changed into clean clothes in a good mood.

"It's late, I should go back to the White Tiger Beastmen."

Upon hearing this, the black snake's scales seemed about to burst open. He hurriedly coiled himself around the little female, his head resting on her shoulder, hissing softly, a mixture of anxiety and grievance in his voice.

Why does the little female want to go back?

Could he be any worse than those useless white tiger orcs?

No, the little female is his! His!

Wen Xin raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in surprise, "You don't want me to go back?"

The black snake gently rubbed against her, its icy breath brushing against her cheek, like a big dog that can't be separated from its owner.

Wen Xinxin softened immediately. Compared to the black snake, what were those white tiger beastmen?

She leaned lazily against him, and the black snake immediately coiled itself up, using it as a chair for her to sit on, and then rolled up its black feather robe to cover her, so that the cold night wind wouldn't blow on her.

If he could, he would like to find a vine to tie her to him forever, so that she could never leave him...

Wen Xin's eyes softened as she smiled and teased him, "But I am the divine messenger of the White Tiger Tribe, how can I not go back?"

The black snake thought she was determined to leave, and in its anxiety, it kept pounding the ground with its tail.

What is the White Tiger Tribe?

Who doesn't have a tribe?

He has one too!

Does the White Tiger tribe need divine messengers, but the Teng Snake tribe doesn't?

The little female can go to his tribe to be a messenger of the gods, and the whole tribe can be given to her.

Otherwise, he could conquer the White Tiger tribe, and then the little female would belong solely to him.

The black snake's green vertical pupils flashed with a cold, piercing light, exuding a heavy aura of ferocity.

Bai Dahu, who was still unconscious, suddenly started trembling uncontrollably.

In his dream, he, the newly appointed leader of the White Tiger tribe, not only had his nest destroyed by a giant black snake, but the entire tribe, including the divine messenger, was also kidnapped, and he himself became a wild game about to be eaten...

Bai Dahu... Bai Dahu cried his eyes out in his dream!

Wen Xin had no idea that because of her words, a certain powerful snake, having just finished defeating the Tengshe tribe, was now sharpening its knives to target the Baihu tribe.

If she had known... she could have easily given him the White Tiger Tribe; what was this little thing?

Xiao Jin: "..."

This couple is amazing!

The black snake harbored various thoughts of imprisoning and possessing the young female.

In reality, however, he just clung to Wen Xin with a pitiful expression. Was the little female really going to leave?

Can we take him with us?

He's far more capable than the male orcs of the White Tiger tribe. He can do everything those idiots can do for her, and he can do it even better and more!

Wen Xin sensed his low spirits and couldn't bear to tease him anymore. She reached out and touched his cool scales, and instead of mentioning leaving, she asked, "I'm going to the temple next. Do you want to come?"

She remembered that he hadn't attended this celebration in her previous life.

But now the black snake kept nodding its big head: Go, go, go, wherever the little female goes, it will go.

Wen Xin was amused by him again, "If you don't want to go, you don't have to."

Besides, she'll definitely have blood on her hands at this celebration. What if she scares him and makes him lose faith in her?

If possible, Wen Xin still prefers him to see her as a gentle and kind young girl.

The black snake frowned... well, snakes don't frown, but you could tell he was very unhappy.

Who spread the rumor that he didn't want to go to the Beast God Festival?

who?

Didn't he send Shi Qing with the orcs of the Tengshe tribe?

Although he was indeed not interested in any beast god celebration and did not take the beastmen of other tribes seriously, he guessed that the little female would definitely go, so how could he not be there?

What if the female takes a liking to another male?

Compared to the other stupid and ugly males, Black Snake was quite confident in herself. She was sure that if she went, she would impress the little female.

What if a pie fell from the sky, and a female fell in love with him and chose him as her...mate?

The black snake lowered its eyes, its enormous body almost twisted into a pretzel, extremely shy and bashful, even its pure black scales faintly tinged with pink.

Wen Xin: "???"

What happened this time?

Is the giant snake so heartbroken that it's turning pale?

Do snakes change color?

Wen Xin quickly stroked his scales to comfort him and said softly, "Don't be sad, I won't go back."

Just send the silly butterfly to tell those white tiger orcs in a dream to meet at the temple.

For her now, nothing is more important than spending time with the giant snake.

Forced to work overtime late at night again, Xiao Jin was utterly despondent. All it knew was, "Heh."

The black snake's green eyes brightened, and it hissed softly, as if to confirm whether she was really not leaving.

Wen Xin smiled and said, "I really won't walk, but I can't get to the temple by myself. You'll have to take me there."

She certainly wouldn't admit that she didn't want to ride in Bai Dahu's terribly bumpy tiger-drawn carriage anymore, but rather that she was craving his steady snake-drawn carriage.

But for the black snake, anything goes; he's happy as long as the little female is willing to be with him.

The black snake flicked its tail triumphantly, knowing that the little female definitely preferred him more than the other males.

I just don't know when they'll be able to hand it in...

Black Snake's gaze lingered on her rosy lips and her slender, graceful body... Wen Xin had changed into a low-cut dress, her delicate, porcelain-like skin seemingly glowing in the darkness, the undulating white curves alluring and intoxicating...

Black Snake's vertical pupils straightened again, and who knows what inappropriate scenes he was imagining, but he couldn't hold back any longer and started spitting out a nosebleed.

Wen Xin: "!!!"

Do snakes get nosebleeds?

Could it be because I just soaked in the hot spring?

Oh no, now is not the time to explore that.

Wen Xin stood up anxiously and hugged his head, "Are you alright?"

Caught off guard, the black snake touched the girl's soft spot again, and her already unstoppable nosebleed suddenly gushed out like a fountain.

Wen Xin: "..."

Help... no, I mean, help the snake!

...

In the early morning, sunlight filters through the lush foliage, falling warmly on people.

Wen Xin, wrapped in her black feathered robe, rolled over on top of the giant snake's head.

As her sleepiness gradually faded, she rubbed her eyes, sat up, and lazily looked around. She noticed that the black snake was already traveling through the mountains and forests, having left the hot spring lake.

She glanced in the direction of the sun and estimated that it must be past nine in the morning.

The girl raised her hand limply and yawned lazily. She had gone to bed late last night and was still not very energetic. She just wanted to go back to sleep for a while.