Chapter 217 (1/2)

That crazy old man really wanted to give her a gift, not kill her.

He Xi gnashed his teeth and cursed the old man for a while, and then forced the egg not to leave the space, and the consciousness returned to the body.

But a space, He Xi immediately was scared.

What appears at present is not the jungle in memory at all, but an empty room.

In this room, there are several arches that are very similar to mirrors. At this time, they are emitting a wave of silver light.

At the foot of He Xi lies the corpse of python, one of whose eyes is wide open and full of fear, the other is corroded and cleaned by the poison of He Xi.

He Xi grabbed Python's tail, and was shocked to find that the Python's bone was inch by inch broken, as if it had been broken by something.

She thought of the Dragon chant she heard before her coma and the dazzling white light. What saved her?

He Xi takes Python into the space, which is the fresh body of the sixth level Warcraft. Let alone his fangs and skin bag can be made into weapons, and its meat is also made up. I can make a python for three times.

After finishing the python, He Xi began to look at the strange room.

There is no ceiling in the room, only a gray shadow. At this time, the shadow is constantly fluctuating, just like a cloud of smoke condensing and spreading.

He Xi is wondering what the shadow is, suddenly a stabbing golden light burst out from the middle of the shadow.

Then something ”banged” on her head, and the skin on the side of her face felt icy.

”What?”