The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 89 The host is a monk (16)

The big bird in the bird's nest was sleeping soundly. When it sensed the danger was approaching, it had no time to react, so it was swallowed by the white snake, including the bird and its eggs.

Satisfied after eating the bird's eggs, the white snake continued to slide and slowly approached the county magistrate who was sitting and resting under the tree.

Hmph, this damned blind county magistrate actually slandered her for drugging her to see if she wouldn't bite him to death!
Spitting out the snake core, the white snake cautiously approached the county magistrate. The whole snake body hung down from a branch, and in the wide open mouth, two sharp snake teeth glowed coldly in the dark night.

go to hell!
The snake teeth bit down on the county magistrate's neck.

puff!

The powerful seal suddenly came under the cage, and the white snake that bumped into it was burned by the seal. The white snake was shocked and turned into a beam of light, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The county magistrate was dozing off with his head propped up, when he suddenly felt his chest was on fire, and lowered his head, his thin clothes were burnt to the size of his palm.

He was so frightened that he quickly picked up the teacup on the table, poured out the cup of tea, and placed on his body, the originally good talisman paper was mostly burnt, and there was an unpleasant and pungent stench in the air that seemed to be absent.

Looking at the inexplicably burning talisman in his hand, the county magistrate looked around in a daze. The night was too dark, as if something terrifying would jump out of the darkness at any moment.

The county magistrate admired a little scared, and hurried back to the house with only half of the talisman paper left.

Xiaoqing was gnawing on a chicken leg at home, when she saw the white snake come back injured after stumbling, she threw away the chicken leg, and ran over to help her sit on a chair:
"Sister, what's going on, who has the ability to hurt you?"

The white snake that ate the relics has been practiced for more than 400 years, and ordinary people can't hurt her at all.

The white snake clutched the burning shoulder injured by the law, with a gloomy expression:
"I don't know, but I always feel like that smelly monk!"

"Fahai?"

Xiaoqing was surprised.

White Snake nodded.

Xiaoqing snorted, with contempt on her face:

"Sister, that monk holds vengeance so much, isn't it just a few relics, it's worth chasing you for revenge."

White Snake's wound was too painful, so he didn't answer Xiaoqing's words, but he also agreed with Xiaoqing's words.

Fortunately, he still claims to be a disciple of the Buddhist school. Isn't the Buddhist school all magnanimous?

"How about this, sister, tell me where that smelly monk is, and I will avenge you!"

Lifting up her sleeves, Xiaoqing was aggressively beating the monk.

"Xiaoqing, you can't beat him, and besides, I don't know where he is."

White Snake stroked his shoulder, feeling lingering in fear.

The previous Dharma Seal's Buddha light was thick and strong, which shows that Fa Hai's kung fu is much more refined than before.

She thought that with the six relics, she could crush Fa Hai.

No, she has to find a way to increase or decrease some Taoism, otherwise she will definitely be no match for that smelly monk.

Xiaoqing has followed her for many years, and when she frowned, she knew what she was thinking:
"Okay, then I'll catch more little demons now, and use their inner alchemy to help my sister grow up."

White Snake smiled slightly, acquiescing.

(End of this chapter)