These words frightened Yue Guanchao to stop his carriage and stand on the spot. He looked at the old man and asked, "What's going on?"
Utuman's eyes signaled him to look back.
There were several more golden-ringed silver snakes in the pile of dead leaves behind the carriage. They were spitting out their tentacles and seemed to be following them all the way. .
"What's going on? Could it be that their so-called evil god is coming to harm us?"
He could only guess that the thick fog in Xiezha Mountain looked unusual.
"If the evil god wants to kill someone, why would he use such a low-class beast?"
With a gloomy face, Utuman walked behind the carriage and groped around on the floor of the car. When he noticed something, he pulled it out.
"As expected, these bandits have another trick up their sleeves. This thing probably attracted the snakes to take over. It's probably Wu Yueniang's fault."
"What should we do now? Should we destroy these secret medicines?"
Wu Tuman shook his head and said, "Even without this secret medicine and there are rut marks, she can still find us."
"The safest way is that we don't take the mountain road and wade through the wild forest."
Yue Guanchao concluded in his heart that Wu Tuman's method was indeed feasible.
They drove the carriage to the side of the mountain and were about to get into the wild forest. The grass rustled in the distance, and a smart and vicious voice reached everyone's ears.
"Stop, do you think these little tricks can be hidden from me, Wu Yueniang?"
Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.
Yue Guanchao heard the woman's voice again, his brain was beating fast, and his heart thought that trouble was coming.
"Uncle Utuman, take this gun and take them to the place closest to the waterfall. The altar mentioned in "The Secret of Zu Xian" is the place closest to the waterfall."
Wu Tuman took the foreign gun, his eyes rarely lost the disgust, and a trace of concern appeared: "Young man, do you plan to fight the enemy alone?"
"Well, I think Wu Yueniang is also difficult to deal with. If we all run forward, maybe none of us can escape. Before those soldiers and bandits come, we can fight back one by one. When I escape, I will definitely I’ll find you near the waterfall.”
"Go quickly, we'll be in trouble when she comes."
Wu Tuman knew that they would be at a disadvantage without guns, so he led Song Siyuan and the others into the wild forest, and soon disappeared into the bushes.
Not long after they left, Wu Yueniang felt the wind blowing under her feet, and she came closer, stepping on the weeds.
When Wu Yueniang realized that he was alone, she immediately looked up to the sky and smiled: "Ah ha ha ha ha~ The young man has a good spirit, but it's useless just to show off as a hero. If you have sense, get out of the way of my aunt, and I will let you die more happily."
"Auntie?"
Yue Guanchao was sitting on the carriage carrying a machete with an animal handle and a golden sword. He looked like a gangster, grinning and saying:
"You're so old, I'm still wondering how you are also Ah Ying's mother. I see that you and Mr. Tang are always flirting with each other. I would call you my sister-in-law at most."
"Ah, you little bad guy, keep your mouth clean for me and make sure I don't tear your mouth apart."
Wu Yueniang was so humiliated by the junior, her face turned red and hot. She wanted to bite her silver teeth into pieces, grabbed the silver snake soft sword at her waist, jumped up quickly and smashed it into his head.
Yue Guanchao dared to tease her like this, so he was confident enough to escape. Seeing the Silver Snake Soft Sword coming towards her face, he rolled forward and dodged.
Click...boom!
But in the blink of an eye, the carriage roared.
With a clang, the soft sword lifted off the roof, and splinters of wood scattered to the ground, filling the forest with the smell of sawdust.
Yue Guanchao didn't expect Wu Yueniang's soft sword to be so powerful, so he couldn't help but think highly of her and use all his strength to deal with it.
He raised his machete in a posture and looked at the half-aged lady with eager eyes.
After trying it just now, I have to admit that the silver snake soft sword in this woman's hand is indeed a rare weapon in the world.
He looked carefully. The silver snake soft sword was about five feet long. It was thinner than an ordinary person's sword. The widest was no more than the thickness of a thumb. It was silver-white in color. The sword had fish scales and snakeskin carvings on the sword. The handle was carved from sandalwood and wrapped around a letter. The golden-striped venomous snake has two rubies specially placed on the snake's eyes, which looks extremely lifelike.
For some reason, he looked at the gem on the hilt of the sword, and for no reason he thought of the waist bell that suppressed the wind. The golden-striped viper seemed to come to life, looking at all living creatures with gloomy and vicious eyes.
Thinking of this, he shuddered unconsciously, but he didn't want his enemies to overwhelm his prestige, so he still said harshly: "Old aunt, please tickle me."
"You damn duck has a tough mouth, watch him get beaten!"
Wu Yueniang was provoked so much that her veins bulged, and she made a comeback, her soft sword making a rustling noise and attacking him like several streams of light.
This time, Yue Guanchao will not hide!
He stepped forward with a lunge, the swords collided with each other, and they screamed. The two of them held machetes and soft swords in their hands and tried their best to block and slash in the woods. Everywhere they went, there would be lightning and flint immediately, killing branches and drying them. The leaves rolled up from the ground and shattered into dust.
For a moment, the chaotic fog in the wild forest flashed with fire, trees and silver flowers, like the roar of firecrackers on New Year's Eve. For those who didn't know, they thought the thunder and lightning were fighting.
"Boy, no one has ever been able to take two blows from my silver snake soft sword. I'm not bad at it, but I can't use it."
"For your use? Are you worthy of it?"
Before Wu Yueniang could use her back move, Yue Guanchao gritted his teeth and exerted a little strength in his arms. The machete made a rustling sound. It passed in front of her with a hiss and went straight to the woman's belly. If he was hit, he would definitely be killed. Death from heartbreak.
