The rat spirit wielded the metamorphosis bone in his hand, crackling like an electric baton, and every time it hit a colorful snake, a burst of lightning flashed.

Soon four or five colorful snakes were knocked to the ground by rats, and they did not move.

After a while, Liu Lang was already sweating.

However, a steady stream of colorful snakes kept pouring in, as if they were endless.

Evil tigers can't fight wolves. Even if Liu Lang and the rat spirit are powerful, they can't stand the colorful snakes.

Liu Lang secretly wiped a cold sweat, and suddenly remembered the scene of burning the blood pool in the basement, and couldn't help shouting: "Old peanut, set fire!" Damn, set it on fire, it's not an option to fight like this. ”

The rat spirit seemed to suddenly come to its senses, and when it reached into its bosom, it had one more thing when it was taken out again.

The rat spirit threw the thing forward, and there was a grunt, and a flash of fire flashed.

Those colorful snakes rushed forward without fear of death, but when they saw the firelight, they suddenly sizzled and screamed, and retreated several meters one after another.

Liu Lang saw that there was a play, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, these colorful snakes are afraid of fire, damn it, burn them!" ”

This is not a pool of blood, nor is there any combustible substance, obviously it can't burn those colorful snakes.

However, the rat spirit connected a few fires, threw them back and forth, and quickly avoided most of the colorful snakes, and occasionally a few were not afraid of death, and before they could rush forward, they were killed by Liu Lang and the rat spirit.

The flames in the hands of the rat spirits kept throwing out one by one, intimidating those colorful snakes, and they quickly walked a long way along the road.

Liu Lang didn't pay attention to it at first, but after there were a little fewer colorful snakes around, he realized that the things in the hands of the rat spirit were actually stones.

The stones were white, each as big as a fingernail. A light stroke in the air will ignite a large fire.

Liu Lang was curious and secretly admired: It seems that there are still a lot of good things on the rat spirit. I don't know where I got this flint, but when I look back and ask, it feels better than a flash.

Now Liu Lang has an inexplicable sense of joy for novelties. Every time I see it, I can't help but want to play with it.

Under the protection of the firelight, Liu Lang walked forward another twenty or thirty meters, and slowly found that there were many fewer colorful snakes in front of him.

The rat spirit threw the flint very excitedly, and shouted as he threw it: "Haha, haha, these big-headed snakes, it turns out that there are still things to be afraid of." Grandma's. See that I don't burn you, come, you have the ability to bite me. ”

As he spoke, the rat spirit picked up a slightly larger flint and threw it forward.

The flint made a graceful arc in mid-air. The stab snapped.

The imaginary colorful snake did not appear, and in the light of the fire, a slightly larger hole appeared.

There is also a figure inside the hollow.

But the flint had just burned. It only flashed in mid-air, but it was eerily extinguished in an instant.

"Master. I—I saw a figure in front of me. ”

The rat spirit has sharp eyes, and of course he saw the figure just now.

Liu Lang naturally saw the figure as well.

That figure Liu Lang is very familiar with, although it is only the time of the blink of an eye, but Liu Lang can also be sure. The designation is Han Meimei.

However, Han Meimei's shadow was not lying, but standing.

Han Meili is dead, how can she still stand?

Liu Lang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Miss Luozhu, can you shine a light on the front?"

Liu Lang didn't know where Tang Luozhu had gone at this time, so he shouted casually.

Liu Lang's voice had just fallen, but he heard a tactful female voice in front of him: "Sir, I can't help you, this light can still be given." ”

"Poof......

As if something was on fire, five meters in front of Liu Lang, a fluorescence suddenly flashed.

The fluorescent light became brighter and brighter, and soon it was like a hundred-watt headlamp, illuminating the scene in front of it.

Liu Lang looked up at the light, and his originally apprehensive heart immediately hung in the air, "Beautiful, beautiful? ”

A relatively large cave appeared in front of Liu Lang. There was nothing special in the cave, but there were several snakeskins piled up in one corner of the cave.

Some of the snakeskins were yellowed, some were fresh, and the scales on one of them were the same as those found in the glasses, and they were faintly colorful.

The snakeskin apparently faded at different times.

In front of the pile of snakeskins, a woman was standing.

The woman had her back to Liu Lang and the rat spirit, with a graceful posture, slim and elegant, with long hair and a shawl.

Judging from the back, that woman is Han Meili.

"Beautiful?"

Liu Lang let out a low shout.

The woman's body moved slightly, and she turned around slowly.

When Liu Lang saw the woman's face, he was stunned.

"Beauty, beauty, you, what's wrong with you?"

The woman is Han Meimei, but her face seems to have scales, and she looks extremely terrifying.

Liu Lang unconsciously took two steps back, trying to calm his mind and look again, the scales on Han Meimei's face had disappeared without a trace.

Liu Lang clearly knew that Han Meili was dead, and the woman standing in front of him was most likely a snake demon.

"Y-You're a snake demon?"

Liu Lang raised his eyebrows coldly, raised his right hand, pointed at Han Meili with the innocent whip, and asked in a puffing voice.

Han Meili originally lowered her head, but when she heard Liu Lang's scolding, she slowly raised her head, and after her gaze swept over Liu Lang, she quickly shifted to the body of the Innocent Whip.

Han Meimei's face was strange at first, then surprised, and soon a trace of horror flashed in her eyes.

"Fire, fire unicorn?"

The corners of Han Meimei's mouth moved slightly, and her voice was a little jerky, like a child who had just learned to speak, with a stumble.

Liu Lang was stunned, he didn't expect that this snake demon also knew about the fire qilin, and couldn't help but threaten: "Okay, you snake demon, you dare to rob my friend's body, if you return her, I may consider sparing your life, otherwise ......"

"Sizzle......

Before Liu Lang's words were finished, Han Meili suddenly raised her head, and suddenly spit out a long tongue from her mouth, and rolled towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was shocked, but he didn't expect the other party to do it without saying hello.

At this time, Liu Lang still didn't understand that Han Meimei's body had been possessed by the snake demon.

But despite this, Liu Lang also threw himself into a bogey, not daring to really hurt Han Meimei's body.

"Damn, look for death!"

Liu Lang was furious.

Seeing that the long tongue was three or four meters long, rolling towards him, Liu Lang's eyes narrowed, he threw his hand up, and shouted: "Old peanut, find a way to trap her for me." ”

With that, Liu Lang grabbed the long tongue with his backhand and grabbed the long tongue in his hand. (To be continued~^~)