If the current Snake Monarch was ugly, then the previous Snake Monarch, the black-robed man, could only be described as disgusting.
Some people would become infatuated just by looking at them, while others would vomit just by looking at them. Without a doubt, the black-robed man belonged to the latter.
The brown sarcomas on his face and the countless deep holes made it impossible for anyone to look at his face for too long. That was the cruelest punishment for oneself.
If the police asked you if you wanted to confess, and if you didn't confess, they would drag the black-robed man in and force the suspect to look at his face for half an hour, wouldn't that be even more effective than using a blinding light?
There was indeed a dark scar on his throat, but it was hidden by the shadow when he wore his hat, so it was hard to see. Perhaps this was the reason why he sounded like he was being torn apart when he spoke.
The black-robed man looked at his disciple and smiled: "Look, I only have one eye, and I've also offered my Snake Eye. I'm a snake slave, so I have my own mission. "
The black-robed man pointed at Fang Yixing, who was lying motionless in the snow, and said: "My mission is to kill him, as well as a few others. There are others — that is my task. "
The skinny man's expression changed: "You're my Shifu, you saved me, you raised me, everything I have was given to me by you — I don't want to stand in front of you, I don't want to clash with you. But Shifu, you can't kill him. If you kill him, I'll have to die. If I die, my younger sister will also die. I can die, but my younger sister can't. "
"So, in your heart, your younger sister is more important than Shifu?" the black-robed man asked softly, like a kind elder talking to his own child. He had never spoken to anyone with such a tone, except for his disciple standing in front of him.
The skinny man seriously thought about it, then replied: "Yes, I originally thought that Shifu should be more important, but in my heart, my younger sister is more important —"
The black-robed man laughed, his laughter was as unpleasant as ever: "She is your younger sister, and also your only companion — you're in love. You don't know, do you? "
"Love?" The skinny man uttered these two unfamiliar words in bewilderment. He didn't know what kind of feeling it was. Or was it a state?
"There's a saying in ancient times that kings don't see kings. When the previous monarch died, the next monarch would be appointed to take over. Only when the previous Snake Monarch dies will the next Snake Monarch be born — "The black-robed man looked at his skinny disciple, the only person he still cared about in this world, and said:" That's why I knew you were tracking me, and I didn't want to see you. I used all kinds of stratagems to lure you somewhere else, and let you walk into one trap after another. I didn't expect that you would still find your way here. "
"This is something I don't want to see." The black-cloaked man said: "Since this matter has already been discovered, you and I have no other way out — —"
"Master, I beg you —" The skinny man begged, "Please take a step back. If we take a step back, no one will die. "
He didn't want to kill his master. How could he kill his own master?
He ran away with his sister. They were like birds that were startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, trying to avoid any strangers. At that time, they felt that everyone in the world was bad.
They ran to the lonely places, they ran to the dark forest. They were trapped in the poisonous swamp, unable to escape, they could only hold hands and silently wait for death.
"Who are you people?" A voice suddenly rang out.
They were terrified, looking around, but couldn't see anyone.
They thought that it was a mountain ghost, because they had heard stories about mountain ghosts countless times in the orphanage.
After the fat director beat them up, she would always shout with a high-pitched voice: If you dare to say a single word, I'll throw you into the mountains to feed the mountain ghosts.
She said 'feed' the mountain ghosts, so does that mean the mountain ghosts eat people?
"We're orphans" the younger sister shouted.
After a while, a vine descended from the sky and pulled the two of them out of the swamp.
"Come with me" the man in the grey robe said with his back to them.
He felt that the man was very dangerous, but also very close and happy.
Because he was the only living person they saw in the forest. The only human who said 'come with me' to two young orphans.
"Since when can a snake slave choose their own fate?" The black-robed man gently consoled him: "Come, let me see how much you've improved over the years, let me see — — whether or not you're qualified to become the new ruler"
"Master — —" the skinny man called out sorrowfully. Father and son killing each other, master and disciple killing each other, this must be the cruelest thing in the world, right?
They didn't care about feelings, because they had never experienced them before.
To them, a person with feelings was as important as their own life.
Because, that person might be the only one they had.
The black-robed man let out a soft whistle. The golden snake that was lying on the back of his hand and acting cute suddenly became agitated. It opened its sharp teeth and leaped towards the skinny man.
Snake bite!
This snake was raised by the current Snake Monarch, so it should be under his control.
But now, it was ordered by the black-robed man to attack the current Snake Monarch.
To be bitten to death by a poisonous snake raised by oneself, would it not become a laughing stock in the snake world?
The current Snake Monarch knew of his master's strength, so his expression was extremely serious. He immediately put two fingers to his mouth, and a more urgent 'gurgling' sound came out.
The golden snake that was flying in the air landed awkwardly, then turned around and counterattacked the black-robed man.
The black-robed man had a strange smile on his face, and his voice was slightly forceful. At the same time, he stretched out his hands from the black robe and waved them in the air, as if he wanted to chase away the golden snake that was rushing towards him.
This was a 'medicinal fumigation'. The black robe had a hundred insect powder that poisonous snakes were afraid of.
An adult cobra king, a crimson fire centipede, a seventeen-segmented rattlesnake, and nearly a hundred other poisonous creatures were refined together, and then mixed with a secret recipe. Finally, it became a powder that even a king of poison like the golden snake was afraid of.
Using the soul control of the snake voice, supplemented by the hundred insect powder, the golden snake could only be used by the black-robed man.
The effect of the black-robed man's stirring was very obvious. The golden snake that was crawling towards his feet was very afraid of him, so it turned around and fled into the distance. It was as if it had seen its natural enemy.
The black-robed man waved his hand and stretched out two fingers, pointing in the direction where the current Snake Monarch was standing. The tone of the voice coming out of his mouth also changed. It was just a light and casual 'shh' just now, but now it became a passionate 'Snake Fighting Song'.
The golden snake that wanted to retreat from the battlefield had bloodshot eyes, and the golden lines on its back were even brighter and more dazzling. It struggled and jumped on the spot as if it had taken a stimulant. It supported itself with its body, raised its head high, and stuck out its scarlet tongue, ready to devour its prey.
Under the guidance of the black-robed man's fingers, it began to adjust its direction and scuttled towards its master, the current Snake Monarch.
Its body jumped again, so fast that it was like a phantom.
The current Snake Monarch bit his finger and let the blood spurt out.
He smeared the blood on his palm, then reached out to capture the snake slave that had 'betrayed' him.
The most poisonous thing was not the powder of the hundred insects, but the blood of the Snake Monarch.
Since the Snake Monarch had been raising poisonous snakes and all kinds of poisonous creatures since it was young, its body had the smell of hundreds of poisonous creatures, and its blood was also a collection of all kinds of toxins. Such a smell and toxins made the poisonous snakes that the Snake Monarch had raised feel close to and afraid of.
Moreover, every poisonous creature that the Snake Monarch had thrown out to carry out a mission had eaten its fill of the Snake Monarch's blood. This kind of blood made them like it, but they didn't dare to approach it.
The golden snake hissed and forcibly turned around in the air. After landing on the ground, it pounced towards the black-robed man.
The black-robed man's' Snake Fighting Song 'became even sharper, as if someone was blowing a loud monotonous whistle.
In this harsh winter weather, the current Snake Monarch's face was covered in sweat.
The 'jiji' sound from his mouth was getting louder and faster. In the end, it became one, and you could no longer hear the 'jiji' sound. Instead, you could only hear the monotonous' jiji 'sound.
He bit a few more fingers, and the blood from his fingers continued to flow out, smearing a layer of blood all over his body. His whole body had turned blood-red.
The golden snake had become a brainless snake. It darted towards the black-robed man one moment, and then bared its fangs at the current Snake Monarch the next.
It had just pounced on the current Snake Monarch, but in the blink of an eye, it turned around and attacked in the opposite direction.
Its eyes were getting redder, and the red line on its body had become a raised golden line. It was as if he could peel that line off its body with just a stretch of his hand.
Left. Right.
Right. Left again.
The black-robed man exerted force, and so did the current Snake Monarch.
The current Snake Monarch kept bleeding, and the black-robed man kept fanning the flames.
Both of them used their ultimate moves and skills.
The golden snake suddenly shrank in the middle and stopped moving, as if it was extremely tired or about to sleep.
However, the current Snake Monarch and his master, the black-robed man, were still driving it.
Pa —
A strange muffled sound was heard.
The golden-striped snake, which they had been controlling and darting left and right, exploded like a bomb.
Flesh and blood splattered, turning into visible fragments.
The snake's blood dripped on the snow, causing it to sizzle and emit a white smoke.
The Snake Fighting Dance, two generations of master and disciple.
The master was old and firm, and the disciple was young and strong.
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