Chapter 062 I Like to Carry You
boom--
The tomb chamber was destroyed and collapsed again, and only then could Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi see the true form of the giant snake in front of them.
It has nine huge snake heads and is as big as a mountain. One of the snake heads can spew out black and purple poisonous gas in an instant.
The surrounding rocks quickly dissolved and corroded under the poisonous mist!
[Back off!] 】
However, Sang Mo couldn't speak, so he could only shout silently with his mouth. Although Zhang Qiling didn't see Sang Mo's mouth shape, he heard what was in his heart.
He quickly stepped back and turned around to look at Sang Mo, who had a Luoyang shovel in his hand.
He had no suitable weapon, and his only dagger was lost in the previous battle.
Evil spirits and vengeful spirits were harassing them from the side. The white ghost was hanging on the edge of the rock with one hand, and holding a black machete in the other hand, looking for an opportunity to strike.
Xiangliu is huge in size, fierce in combat, and has nine heads with a very wide field of vision. He can also spit out poisonous fog to suppress the enemy and reinforce at any time, and the range of the poisonous fog is extremely wide!
This guy is cunning by nature and has combat emotional intelligence. When Sang Mo and Bai Gui encountered it, the battle was really hard.
[Fuck, the pain is ten times the punishment, which limits my combat effectiveness too much. 】
Just now, he was swept down by the snake's tail and his eyes were full of stars. Although the Ju Mang inheritance has been actively repairing his internal injuries, the pain is still there!
Xiangliu's scales are invulnerable to swords and spears. Even smearing Qilin's blood cannot break the defense!
The huge Qimen Dunjia diagram began to rotate, and when the snake head swooped down, the word "Li" exploded into flames!
A powerful blast of fire slammed straight at the snake's head.
"hiss--"
The white ghost's eyes moved, good opportunity!
He let go, jumped down, and slashed at the other snake head with his knife.
Noticing Bai Gui's actions, Sang Mo immediately gave him support and started to fight!
Taking advantage of this moment, Sang Mo ran towards the snake head that was burned by flames, and stabbed it in the vital part with the Luoyang shovel.
[It's still so hard even after being burned by fire, you need to use explosives.] 】
When his attack failed, he immediately retreated and came to Zhang Qiling's side in a flash. He took out two bundles of explosives and gave them to him, and mouthed: Find a chance to blow it to death.
Knowing that Zhang Qiling and Hei Xia Zi would definitely not sit idle and Sang Mo would not stop them, they could only work together to kill Xiang Liu.
Assign them something to do so that they don't get hurt accidentally while helping.
Zhang Qiling took the explosives and just said, "Be careful."
[Don't blow yourself up.] 】
Although he was concerned in his heart, Sang Mo just glanced at him, turned around and left without saying anything.
The white ghost shouted from above: "Sang Mo, move back, the Taoist is going to use thunder and lightning to kill it."
Sang Mo, "......"
[Why didn’t you use this trick earlier? You know that I want to die but can't, so you really want to test how tough I am, right? 】
[Fuck, the pain is ten times greater!] ! ! 】
[I won’t die, but it will hurt!] 】
Sang Mo cursed for a while, but quickly retreated. Since Bai Gui said so, he certainly wouldn't make things worse.
He also wanted to see the white ghost's thunder.
Bai Gui knew that Ju Mang’s inherited ability was not limited to repairing injuries, so did Bai Gui also inherit the abilities of other witch ancestors?
As Sang Mo walked around, he began to actively feel the mysterious power in his body. What should he do to actively use this power?
If we can use it proactively, can we also proactively separate it?
The destructive power of the Nine-headed Xiangliu was undoubtedly off the charts. In just a short while, the entire tomb was in a state of disarray, and those rare objects were accidentally damaged.
But the white ghost took out a few white cinnabar talismans and said, "Sang Mo, give me another opportunity."
Sang Mo, "......"
[Fuck you, are you so unreliable when you’re not killing people? 】
Although he had Qi in his body and had mastered the Qi cultivation method, he didn't practice it at all!
I just used up one third of my Qi by using the Golden Trickster. To create another opportunity is equivalent to using up another third of my Qi.
In the past, Sang Mo would have loved to be consumed, but now he can't die!
Not only can I not die, I am also in ten times the pain!
Complaints aside, Sang Mo still kept his feet on the ground. Fenghou's strange formation diagram reappeared, and the golden watchtower was in chaos!
The white ghost seized this opportunity, jumped onto Xiangliu's back, and pasted a talisman on each of his nine snake heads and torsos.
[Hurry up, damn, I can’t control myself anymore! 】
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Qiling quietly came to the head of Xiangliu's main snake. He pointed the black gold ancient knife straight at the smelly snake's mouth and threw the bundle of burning explosives into it.
The black bear on the other side also took this opportunity to throw the burning explosives in his hand into the snake's mouth.
The three of them evacuated almost at the same time, jumped off the snake and ran quickly backwards, but only Zhang Qiling ran towards him.
Sang Mo loosened his raised fingers and felt as if he had fainted.
[I have no strength left. It would be good if I were killed in the explosion.] 】
The running Hei Xia Zi's body slowed down for a moment, but Zhang Qiling had already run to Sang Mo. He stretched out his hand, carried Sang Mo on his shoulders and quickly ran out of the tomb.
Boom boom
The explosives and thunder exploded at the same time, and the entire tomb was filled with flying debris. Xiangliu's nine heads were all broken off by thunder, and the two heads that were stuffed with two bundles of explosives were blown to pieces.
Its huge body fell to the ground, its breath weak.
The White Ghost turned around and ran towards Xiangliu again. He wanted to finish him off, and the Black Blind Zi did the same thing.
Zhang Qiling did not look askance at the two men's finishing blows. He carried Sang Mo and retreated to a safe area. He reached out and held Sang Mo's hand tightly, "Sang Mo, don't die."
His cold and calm eyes stared intently at Sang Mo, and he said word by word: "I like to carry you on my back, I want to try it with you."
Sang Mo was stunned for a moment, he blinked and looked at the man in front of him.
【What's the meaning? 】
[Is he confessing to me?] 】
Zhang Qiling said in a serious tone, "Stay here and don't move. Come back and give me the answer."
After saying this, he was afraid that Sang Mo still didn't understand, so he took Sang Mo into his arms and hugged him gently, then stepped away and ran towards the tomb.
【? ? ? ? 】
Sang Mo sat on the ground, staring at Zhang Qiling's running back, feeling a little confused and hesitant.
[Tongzi, was he confessing to me just now? Did I understand correctly? 】
[Host, you understood it right. Tongzi also thinks so. The host is mighty and domineering! The goal is just around the corner, so there is cause for celebration! 】
Sang Mo's face fell.
[Hehe, do you want to see his favorability rating? 】
[The host reminded me. I will check it now.] 】
[Forget it, don’t say it, I don’t want to hear it.] 】
[Host, why is this? 】
Sang Mo fumbled to take out a cigarette and lit it. He exhaled the smoke quietly and said silently after a long time, "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
It is better to know nothing than to think too much or be disappointed after knowing it.
It's good like this for now.
I don’t want any favors, I don’t want any strategies, I don’t want to know what they are thinking or what they want.
They offered it to him, and he accepted it.
What is there to be entangled or hesitant about?
After all, he was going to die.
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