Chapter 217 (1/2)

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

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

But a space, he river was immediately scared.

What appeared in front of me was not the jungle in my memory, but an empty room.

In this room, there are several arches that look like mirrors, which are emitting bursts of silver light.

At the foot of the river lies the corpse of a python, with one eye wide open and full of fear, and the other eye corroded by the poison of the river.

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

She thought of the dragon song she heard before she was in a coma, and the dazzling white light. What saved her?

Hexi takes the python into the space. It's the fresh body of the sixth level Warcraft. Not to mention that his fangs and skins can be made into weapons, its flesh is also very nourishing. You can make a boa constrictor three times.

After cleaning up the python, Hexi 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.

Hexi was wondering what the shadow was. Suddenly, a sharp golden light burst out from the shadow.

Then, something ”bang” fell on her head, and the skin on her face also felt the icy touch.

”What is it?”