Chapter 842 Is the Blood in This Hall Good to Drink?

As soon as Jiang Wuya's voice fell, the surrounding hissing became even louder.

Yun Qing glared at him speechlessly, "Idiot, they can understand us!"

Jiang Wuya completely offended the Snake Man just now!

No matter which race it is, as long as it has a little wisdom, it does not want to be called an inferior race.

In the face of Yun Qingyan's scolding and the snake people staring coldly around, Jiang Wuya didn't care, he even had time to leisurely pick up a strand of broken hair that fell from his forehead,

"What's the big deal?

They were originally a bunch of inferior snakes! "

When his voice fell, the two snake men who couldn't hold back suddenly shot at him angrily!

The desert will hinder people's walking and slow down the speed, but this obstacle is useless for snake people!

Their snake abdomen muscles contracted, and they shot out like sharp arrows, bursting with a blast of sand, and the sharp teeth exposed under their lips and teeth fiercely bit Jiang Wuya's neck.

With Yun Qingyan's eyesight, she naturally noticed the movements of the two snake men, but she had no plans to stop them.

Who is Jiang Wuya's perverted mouth?

Moreover, if these snake people can really kill Jiang Wuya, then she has to thank them for removing a great enemy for her.

Because it was Jiang Wuya's hatred, the two impulsive snakemen didn't even look at Yun Qingyan, who was two meters away from Jiang Wuya. His pale neck gnawed.

Jiang Wuya, as if he didn't realize it, neither avoided nor resisted, and let the two snake men bite.

His figure was quickly overwhelmed by two sturdy snake men.

Two men with snake tails wrapped around the enchanting and mysterious young man in an intertwined posture, their vertical pupils were cold and threatening, but they bit the young man's fair neck in a lingering posture. This scene was strangely filled with an indescribable feeling The strange bloodthirsty and kinky feeling.

Medusa, who looks like a male, trapped the enchanting beautiful boy, forming a handed down oil painting that has been treasured for several years in the Western century.

Yun Qingyan watched this scene with a cold eye, but the bloodthirsty vine in his hand was ready to go. If a snake man rushed towards her, he would be entangled by the bloodthirsty vine in the first place.

While vigilant against her, she sighed regretfully in her heart, wishing she could not open the space ring and the mysterious ring, otherwise she really wanted to use the record crystal to record this 'unforgettable' scene.

However, reality is always more skinny than imagination.

Soon, the two snake men wrapped around Jiang Wuya's body twitched, a terrifying bruise appeared on the fair and handsome face, and the snake tail twitched a few times before limply fell from Jiang Wuya's body.

Before they died, their snake pupils were still staring round and round, and their pupils were scattered, as if they had been poisoned.

On Jiang Wuya's fair neck, there were two bitten blood holes and red blood stains.

He didn't deal with the wound, but with a cynical smile, he used his toes to lift the two snake men who were bruised and died of poisoning, and asked with a smile,

"Is the blood of this hall good to drink?"

It was the yellow wind howling in the desert who answered him.

The other snake people who surrounded Jiang Wuya and Yun Qingyan were also shocked by this scene and didn't react for a while.

The two dead snakemen were even less likely to give him an answer. They just stared at Jiang Wuya with scattered eyes, which seemed to be full of shock and horror.

Jiang Wuya doesn't seem to really need their answer.