The next moment, the young man sitting by the stone bed suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and there was a faint cold light flashing in his right palm.
Looking back on the stone bed, under the dim light of the blood flames, Old Wei, with a black donkey head and a silver snake body, was entangled with another pink and tender white snake.
Even though Qi Jingzhi had seen many wonderful scenes in his pillow dream, he still couldn't help but open his eyes wide at this moment.
Upon closer inspection, we saw that Old Wei was wearing a donkey's head. Only half of his neck was still covered in black hair, while the other half was covered with silver snake scales, and everything below his neck had turned into a snake body.
In addition, the white snake entwined with Old Wei is also very strange. Its face is wrapped in a soul mask, its body is tall and slender, and its scales are surprisingly moist, clear, smooth and soft, making people think of a baby. skin.
Compared to Old Wei, although the resistance of this white snake was extremely fierce, it always showed a sense of weakness and weakness. Its face was covered by a soul mask, and it rubbed on Old Wei's neck. For a long time, not even half of the donkey hair was removed.
Except for this white snake that came from nowhere, neither the five-colored clouds that hung low like bed curtains before nor the naked saint shrouded in white smoke have disappeared.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly remembered the scene in the dream where the faceless monster shed his snake tail, and he had a guess in his mind: "Could it be that the so-called Saint of the White Immortal Sect is actually a snake demon who gave the old man his newly shed skin?" Wei put it on? Well, the snake will inevitably be a little weak after it sheds its skin, and the snake demon is also inevitable..."
On the other hand, Old Wei seemed to be frightened by the strange changes in his body. While struggling to break away from the weak snake kiss on his neck, he subconsciously wrapped the white snake tighter.
He now had the head of a donkey, and his teeth looked good, but he couldn't think of anything for a moment, and he didn't even think of retaliating with his mouth.
Seeing that there was nothing anyone could do about this man and a snake, it was considered a stalemate. Qi Jingzhi's tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little. He glanced around and saw that Jian Renshou, who was originally lying across Old Wei's waist, had been covered. The sweep fell under the stone bed.
Waist badges, money and other miscellaneous items were also scattered on the floor, along with Old Wei's clothes and red gold knife. Only the jade pillow and silver candlestick were still placed neatly on the bedside.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
On this trip to the White Immortal Sect's ascension to immortality, neither Bronze Mirror nor Qi Huchan were of use. Instead, Jian Renshou, the long sword that he least valued, took the greatest credit.
Qi Jingzhi first used it to defeat the strange snake that was taller than a human, and then used it to hold the snake's tail, delaying the process of Lao Wei's snake transformation. Then he showed his power in the dream and killed it with a single sword. A giant snake with a human head.
But looking at Old Wei's demon-like appearance now, one knows that even if the divine power contained in this sword has not been drained out, there should be very little left.
Seeing Jian Renshou lying alone on the ground, silently looking at the red gold knife not far away, Qi Jingzhi felt a bit desolate for some reason.
He saw the situation around him clearly and did not rush to pick up Jian Renshou. Instead, he held Qi Huchan's knife handle tightly with his backhand and leaned over to give the white snake a hard blow.
"Hiss!"
Seeing that Qi Jingzhi was about to intervene, White Snake, who was tightly entangled with Old Wei, struggled and twisted more and more fiercely.
It let go of Old Wei's neck, its original intention was to bare its teeth at the young man viciously, but unfortunately, its facial features were sealed, and it couldn't express any ferocity.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but frown: "This white snake looks like a beast without intelligence. How can it be half as elegant as the faceless monster? Could it be that it was influenced by the dream in the pillow and the soul mask? Due to the double influence, has he gone completely crazy? If this is the case, Lao Wei will be in a bad situation!"
"Uh-huh!"
Seeing the help coming, the panic-stricken Old Wei couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately opened his mouth and let out a donkey bray!
Hearing this donkey bray, Old Wei's donkey eyes widened suddenly, and he was actually startled.
Qi Jingzhi quickly reminded: "Think about the black donkey spirit that stole the jade pillow. What you wear on your head is its scalp! And the nine black evil flying knives that you also used when you were the prince in your dream. Got it!"
Old Wei was stunned again after hearing this, but fortunately, a look of understanding soon flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said "Uh-huh" again!
As the second donkey brayed, a cloud of black air emerged from Old Wei's mouth and nose, and immediately turned into nine black flying needles as small as cow hair.
Old Wei was immediately stunned. The difference between these nine hair needles and the nine ferocious flying knives in his dream that had caused a bloody storm was so great that it was hard to accept for a while.
"Flying needles are flying needles, as long as you can use them! It's better than biting it with your teeth, right?" Qi Jingzhi reminded him again.
He had expected this in his heart. After all, the small bronze mirror had already said that "gathering makes a needle".
Fortunately, even though the flying knife shrank into a flying needle, its essence remained unchanged. Old Wei was reminded and quickly reacted and immediately used his fingers like an arm.
Under his urging, the nine black evil needles circled briefly and began to surround the white snake and stab it all over its head and face.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes lit up when he saw it. It was because Old Wei was too entangled with the white snake and kept rolling around on the stone bed. He was afraid of accidental injury, so he stared at it for a long time and did not dare to take the knife. But now it was just right.
Although the soul mask was inevitably damaged as a result, it was nothing compared to Old Wei's life.
I saw the nine black evil needles stabbing like raindrops. Although the white snake twisted its head and neck and tried to dodge, countless tiny holes were still pierced in the soul mask as thin as skin.
But before the blood inside could seep out, those holes quickly closed without a trace.
Suddenly, the white snake let out an extremely painful scream.
Qi Jingzhi looked intently and saw that the depression in the opponent's left eye socket had been pierced by a black evil needle!
Hearing the neighing of the white snake, as if he had finally found his target, the second, third and even the remaining black evil needles came one after another, pricking the depression completely in the blink of an eye.
These black evil needles would never pull themselves out. Some of them stirred crazily and tore at the needle holes, while others burrowed desperately into the depths of their eye sockets.
Through the wound opened by the black evil needle, a red snake eye like a ruby can be vaguely seen.
Several black evil needles nailed it viciously, and blindingly red blood immediately spurted out from the snake's eyes.
White Snake couldn't bear the severe pain and no longer bothered to pester Old Wei. It raised its head and neck high and kept neighing loudly.
"What a great opportunity! Only hurt but not kill, remove the mask, and force her to completely peel off her skin for Old Wei!"
Qi Jingzhi's eyes flashed, and this thought flashed through his mind. He immediately jumped onto the stone bed, raised his left hand and pinched the snake's neck, and slammed the upper body of the white snake onto the stone bed with downward force.
At the same time, the power of washing wings surged into the young man's right arm, and the Qi Huchan blade trembled and let out a joyful sword cry!
In the dark stone room, the bright sword light flashed away.
In the midst of lightning and flint, this bull-ear sharp knife pierced the snake's body fiercely, drilled through the stone surface, and forcibly nailed the white snake to the stone bed!
It wasn't until this moment that White Snake felt the pain, and his body began to twist violently, and the blood in the knife edge suddenly spattered out!
The blood was as black as ink, with a disgusting fishy smell.
"Oops!" Qi Jingzhi caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, but it was too late to dodge.
The tragic fate of those unruly intermediaries in the dream flashed before his eyes, and his heart suddenly became cold.
At the critical moment, the young man felt that he was hit by a huge force on his side, and his whole body flew out involuntarily.
Others were already flying in the air when they heard a roar: "Be careful!"
Qi Jingzhi turned his head and looked over, and saw that the silver scales under Old Wei's neck had been stained with a large area of jet black!
His donkey's face had already been spattered with bright red blood, and black steam was coming out.
"Old Wei!"
Qi Jingzhi's eyes were about to burst, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he got up and rushed towards the stone bed quickly.
"do not come!"
Old Wei suddenly let out a loud shout, then opened his mouth and bit Qi Huchan's knife handle hard, preventing the painful white snake from breaking free.
and
At the same time, all nine black evil needles were wildly drilling into the depths of the white snake's eye sockets. The black evil energy and the dark poisonous blood clashed fiercely, making chaotic sounds and bursts of black smoke.
White Snake was completely crazy at this moment. Regardless of the severe pain in his eye sockets and the knife edge, he turned his head hard and hit the sharp knife that nailed his body.
Qi Jingzhi stopped and watched helplessly as Old Wei kept twisting his body, blocking the crazy white snake with his back, head and face.
The blood from the upper and lower wounds of the white snake was smeared on Old Wei's donkey's head at the same time. The donkey's skin was instantly changed beyond recognition, and the remaining black evil spirit and the venomous blood of the white snake fought fiercely with each other.
Not long after, there was already light yellow fishy juice oozing out from Old Wei's head and body.
Unexpectedly, the originally good situation suddenly turned negative in an instant. Qi Jingzhi's eyes widened angrily, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Seeing the red blood and black smoke surging from the white snake's eyes, Qi Jingzhi became angry and regretful and even more anxious: "Don't kill it! What if the snake skin can't come off..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lao Wei, who was still biting the handle of the knife, squeezed out a roar from his throat: "I'll be dead a long time ago, and I will have someone to support me when I die!"
As he spoke, a piece of his snake body suddenly deflated, and large pools of yellow juice flowed out from the gaps in the snake's scales, just like Li Huang before he died!
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat, as if he was half a beat slower.
At the same moment, Old Wei suddenly let go of the handle of the knife in his mouth, and bit the white snake's seven inches.
This bite was extremely accurate, and it was obviously not a temporary move.
After Old Wei put on the donkey's head bag, his teeth were not very sharp, but their strength was amazing. They immediately bit the white snake's new scales and the snake body inside.
The snake's blood splattered everywhere, and Old Wei's painful groan from deep in his throat sounded at the same time as the white snake's sharp hiss.
He held back the severe pain in his mouth, flicked his head without hesitation, and immediately tore out a fishy and dirty black heart!
The white snake's body, which was originally struggling and twisting wildly, froze immediately, and then fell straight onto the stone bed.
Old Wei raised his head, relaxed his teeth in his mouth, his throat twitched, and he actually swallowed the black snake heart whole!
Then, he burped as if with great satisfaction, and turned to look at the boy beside the bed.
Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that at this time, Old Wei's face had been corroded by the poisonous blood and his eyes were even more black. He did not know when he was blind!
Under his gaze, Old Wei grinned, revealing his dark teeth and a missing tongue, and said with difficulty, "My knife!"
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi shook his head violently, walked around to the outside of the stone bed, and picked up all Old Wei's clothes and red gold knife. ..
He walked back to the stone bed with a sad face, covered the two snake bodies that were still entangled with his clothes, and raised the red gold knife in front of Old Wei.
"Come closer..."
Old Wei's tone was a little weak, and his neck slowly turned, as if he was trying to sense the breath of the red gold sword.
Qi Jingzhi took a deep breath, stretched his arm forward, and brought the red gold knife close to the tip of Old Wei's nose.
Old Wei sniffed with his long white nose, his donkey face tilted slightly, and pressed against the blade of the red gold knife.
"Old man, our fate has finally come to an end!"
Old Wei said vaguely: "I remember when I abducted you, you were still a strong young man in his early twenties, and now you are finally dying. Although we have had good times in the past few decades, we have had good times, but After all, it’s me, an incompetent person, who has dragged you down, and I don’t know if you blame me in your heart?”
As Old Wei chanted, the red gold sword gradually bloomed with red gold light.
This light is not very dazzling, only a shallow layer, and it flickers on and off, as if a person is breathing gently.
In the red-gold halo, the shadows of a red tiger and a golden snake were looming.
Qi Jingzhi held back his tears and said in a trembling voice: "Old Wei, it was me who harmed you! It's all my fault that I was too reckless. In my head, I forgot that this monster is full of poison."
Old Wei came back to his senses, grinned and said: "I don't blame you, actually
When I woke up, I knew that I was dead. Apart from a head and half a neck, my human body and monster body had already been transformed inside. It would be difficult to turn back! "
Qi Jing was startled and then shook his head: "I once saw a monk who turned into a tiger. He tore off the tiger skin and still regained his human body..."
As he spoke, his tone suddenly weakened. The situation Lao Wei just described is obviously similar to the second time when the tiger monk put on the tiger skin flower robe and completely transformed into the body of a tiger. It is true that the demon body has been formed and it will be difficult to turn back.
But why? The hero of the old Wei Dynasty, the blood in his chest was not cold yet, how could he have any demonic heart?
Old Wei was keenly aware of the change in the young man's tone and said with a smile: "I have been traveling around the world for decades, and I have heard and seen some similar things. I never end up well if I get involved in such weird things."
Qi Jingzhi shook his head vigorously: "It's all my fault for not planning well before. I rushed to this cave too late, leaving you alone in danger, and you fell into the trap of this monster!"
"I don't blame you! I really don't blame you!"
Old Wei turned his face away from the blade of the red gold sword, shook his head and said: "The three of us planned the plan together. It's really strange. The first person to blame is me, Old Wei. Hey, I've been working for nothing for so many years, and I'm still like this. Damn, you deserve to die here!"
"Among the three of us, you are the only one who has nothing to do with this pillow theft case. After all, I took the case, I was the one who came to the Shengxian ***, and I came up with the colorful clouds myself. With you, What does it have to do with it? On the contrary, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even be able to defeat the Black Donkey Spirit, and I might as well die earlier.”
At this point, Lao Wei's tone was already full of self-deprecation: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have paid attention to the Li Yuan silver case, and I wouldn't have gotten any clues about the assassination of Shengxian. If it weren't for you, even if I If you are lucky enough to reach here step by step, you will only die silently in the monster cave, which will be even more miserable, let alone avenge yourself with your own hands."
"Tell me, Lao Wei, it's too late for me to thank you, so why should I blame you? Actually, I have a merciless request, but I'm really embarrassed to say it..."
