Invincible lottery system

The appearance of the little white snake was actually an unexpected event.

And what the little white snake did was quite unexpected. At this time, it kept sucking the blood of the cold python dragon.

Qin Fan couldn't figure out what the little white snake was doing at first, but then he remembered Wei Wuchang's words.

Wei Wuchang said that the eyeballs, scales and blood of the cold python dragon are very useful, especially blood, which is very helpful for ancient warriors to improve their cultivation.

Could it be that the reason for the little white snake to drink the blood of the cold python dragon is to improve its cultivation?

"Xiaobai, save some for me!"

Qin Fan couldn't speak in the water, he could only shout in his head, but whether the little white snake could hear it was another matter.

As time passed, the breath of the cold python dragon became weaker and weaker.

While the little white snake was sucking, its abdomen also grew bigger and bigger, like a ball.

After waiting for a long time, the little white snake stopped smoking, and then tried its best to swim to Qin Fan's side, leaning on Qin Fan's body and closing its eyes, it seemed to be dormant.

Qin Fan's system storage compartment does not contain any living things, so he has no choice but to put the little white snake into the storage compartment now.

At this time, there was still blood dripping from the seven inches of the cold python dragon. Although the amount was very small, it made Qin Fan's eyes shine.

"It's my turn!"

Qin Fan hurriedly took out a Coke bottle, squeezed out all the Coke in it, and then swam to the Seven Inches of the Cold Boa Dragon, aiming the mouth of the Coke bottle at the Seven Inches of the Cold Boa Dragon.

"Huh!"

Qin Fan's dantian sank, and a suction suddenly emerged from the Coke bottle!

Most of the blood in the cold python dragon's body has been sucked by the little white snake, but some of it still remains.

Qin Fan sucked out all the remaining blood of the cold python dragon, but there was only half of the bottle. Compared to the size of the cold python dragon, the blood was very little.

However, the 1L Coke bottle can be filled to more than half, Qin Fan is also quite satisfied.He put away the Coke bottle that collected the remaining blood of the cold python dragon.

Looking at the cold python dragon again, it has no breath at all, and it is obviously dead.

Wei Wuchang said that there are several treasures on the body of the cold python dragon, Qin Fan was not polite, took out a dagger, and dug out the huge and penetrating eyeballs of the cold python dragon.

Almost all the scales on the Han Boalong's body fell off, but there were still a few scales half-hanging on it. Qin Fan pried them out and stored them all in the storage compartment of the system.

Qin Fan also considered storing the entire cold python dragon in the storage compartment, but the points required were too high, so Qin Fan could only give up and cut a few more pieces of meat and a large piece of snake skin.

This feeling is very refreshing, Qin Fan is as excited as cutting leeks.

After doing this, Qin Fan turned his attention to the little white snake. The little white snake, which had sucked the blood of the cold python dragon, was in a dormant state, but there was a cloudy white mist around its body, like a protective film. Protect the little white snake.

"what?"

Qin Fan was a little surprised when he saw this scene. He knew that the little white snake must be digesting the blood it sucked, but it was amazing that it could automatically produce this protective layer of breath.

Generally speaking, anything that touches this layer of protective aura will be bounced away. It is impossible for Qin Fan to keep the little white snake here, so he tried to reach out to the little white snake with his hand.

When Qin Fan touched the white mist, he really felt a force of resistance, but soon this force disappeared.

It felt as if he knew Qin Fan was approaching and purposely went to let him go.

Qin Fan picked up the little white snake, and then swam from the bottom of the deep cold pool to the shore again.

The moon and stars were sparse, and the sky was completely dark at this time.

Qin Fan took out his backpack from the storage compartment, and put the little white snake in it.

"I didn't expect it to be so late."

Qin Fan looked up at the dark night sky and raised his eyebrows.

All the attention was on Han Bolong before, only then did he realize that such a long time had passed.

Qin Fan thought that Peng Yuyan and Luo Xiyu must be worried about him to death.

Qin Fan looked around and easily found the message inserted by Peng Jingtian.

"Meet at the Nine-story Pagoda."

Qin Fan grasped the meaning of the note, then tore up the note and threw it into the water.

There is still a long distance from the nine-story tower, so it will take some time to meet them.

Qin Fan was not in a hurry, suddenly he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the forest.

At the same time, a black shadow flashed out of it and came in front of Qin Fan.

The black figure knelt on one knee, raised his pale face and said, "Mr. Qin, I got separated from the others."

The man's tongue protruded very long from his mouth, and he was a hanged ghost among the Eight Ghosts of Shanxi.

They didn't hold hands when they came in, so they were all teleported to various places.

There are special marks between Qin Fan and the Shanxi Eight Ghosts. Qin Fan secretly left marks along the way, which happened to be seen by the Hanged Ghost.

He followed these signs to find this place, just in time to see Qin Fan who was staying here alone.

"I see!"

Qin Fan nodded, took out the map, pointed to the mark on it and said to the hanged ghost: "We are in this place now, next..."

Qin Fan pointed out the general location of the cold pool to the hanged ghost, and then asked the hanged ghost to remember the location of the nine-story pagoda.

Qin Fan said: "You go to find the other seven ghosts now, and then we will meet up in front of the nine-story pagoda."

After a short pause, Qin Fan took out a small bundle of cloud-piercing arrows: "There is no mobile phone signal here, you take these cloud-piercing arrows and send a signal when you have them. If I am nearby, I will rush over.

"Yes!"

The hanged ghost responded, and then the hanged ghost turned around and fled away, disappearing into the woods.

Qin Fan's cloud-piercing arrow is somewhat different from ordinary cloud-piercing arrows. This is a gadget he made while studying the design and production of Tang's hidden weapons.

Although it does not belong to the category of hidden weapons, but some production methods are somewhat similar, which happened to come in handy at this time.

The appearance of the cold python dragon was too unexpected before, and Qin Fan and Peng Jingtian had time to explain the rendezvous.

But in fact, Qin Fan knew that Peng Jingtian and the others must be rectifying and resting not far from here.

If Qin Fan wants to find them, there is actually a way to find them.

However, Qin Fan wants to act alone. This does not mean that Qin Fan is a lone wolf, but he has many secrets hidden in him, and he has exposed his strength as a master before.

Now Qin Fan is very shining in the eyes of Peng Jingtian and others, and the attention is focused on Qin Fan, which will make Qin Fan feel uncomfortable and easily reveal his secret.

Anyway, with Peng Jingtian and Luo Changhe two great masters, Luo Xiyu, Peng Yuyan and others will not be in any danger.

Although it was a bit risky for Qin Fan to go alone, he made the right bet.

Not only did he get the three Yuntianyu plants, but he also got a lot of benefits from the cold python dragon.

Moreover, the little white snake seemed to have some chances. Qin Fan still didn't know how it would affect the little white snake. He would only understand after the little white snake woke up.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long."

After the great battle, Qin Fan was worried that the Wei family would not give up and return, so he ran into the woods with one foot.