Chapter 490: Longing for Xiang Liu
Chapter 490: Longing for Xiang Liu
"Kill the nine-headed monster! Kill the nine-headed monster!" Under the command of Rushou, the Xiyan army continued to attack. In less than two hours, they had consumed most of the little snake's spiritual power and blocked the little snake's idea of absorbing the soldiers' spiritual power to replenish itself.
Ruoshou was really smart. After fighting with the little snake for half an hour, he was able to discover her fighting habits and figure out a way to restrain her.
Unable to replenish its spiritual power, the little snake gradually fell into a disadvantage. The advantages it had previously gained were gradually wiped out. Not only did it retreat to its original position, but it also suffered a lot of flesh wounds. Now it was exchanging injuries for injuries, barely able to protect what was behind it.
Yingliu was still repairing Xiangliu's body. Maoqiu was anxious watching it. The shrill cry was frightening, but due to the plan they had discussed, he had to wait where he was. He watched helplessly as the little snake got more and more wounds on its body, and the bright red blood flowed down and fell into the soil, mixing with the boss's poisonous blood.
The moment Xuan arrived beside Rushou and was about to speak, he heard something strange coming from the front.
"General, the nine-headed demon has resurrected!"
"What?!" Rushou and Xuan looked at each other and started walking forward at the same time.
The nine-headed demon that was covered in wounds, lying on the ground dying and almost out of life two hours ago suddenly recovered. The huge nine-headed demon body covered the sky and the sun, scaring the soldiers who were attacking the small nine-headed demon into trembling with fear.
When consciousness returned, the nine-headed demon with abundant spiritual power in its body was like a mountain. The nine huge snake heads became conscious and they immediately lowered themselves and moved forward, wanting to get close to the person he missed the most.
Yingliu's spiritual power was gone, and the mask that was transformed by the spiritual power had long since dissipated. She stood in the black and red mud with a relieved smile on her face. Her curved eyes were as bright as a crescent moon. She said:
"Xiangliu, from now on your life belongs to you. You don't have to meet anyone's expectations."
The nine-headed demon that was once the nightmare of countless Xiyan soldiers has resurrected. The fear that had briefly disappeared has come back again. The battlefield is silent, making Yingliu's joy and blessings extremely obvious.
There are many humans, demons and gods on this island, but only two hearts are happy about this.
Maoqiu's voice had long been hoarse, but his rough cry could not hide his excitement and joy.
The little snake was even more direct. He turned around and ran to his parents, without any defense behind him. The Xiyan army, which had just made a fatal move, did not dare to move. For a while, the only voices on the battlefield were those of children.
"Dad, Mom, was I awesome just now?"
It was harsh, too harsh. The Xiyan soldiers at the front wanted to be angry but were afraid, so they could only curse silently in their hearts. It was obvious that joy and pain, like each person, vary from person to person!
On the surface, Xiangliu's resurrection reversed the situation, but the whole world was in Xuan. The Xiyan army had sufficient supplies and manpower. Even if Xiangliu was resurrected, he was just waiting to die.
Ying Liu raised her head slightly, and the nine-headed demon lowered its head even harder. Nine pairs of snake pupils, which were much larger than rugby balls, stared at her in unison. The cold vertical pupils suddenly showed a little softness.
"I have already made arrangements for my godfather and the others. What about you?"
The big head in the center rubbed Yingliu's cheek carefully, and the tip of the tail hanging several hundred meters away was very excited, slapping the ground, splashing mud and water around.
Yingliu understood what Xiangliu meant. She really wanted to raise her hand and touch Xiangliu, but she had no strength and had to give up.
The nine-headed demon didn't wait for a response, but finally reacted and transferred spiritual power to Yingliu before the little nine-headed snake could.
Xuanxuan and Rushou recognized Yingliu and the little snake, complicated thoughts kept churning in their minds. The Xiyan soldiers were afraid of the nine-headed monster, and they dared not act rashly without orders from their superiors.
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