Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

"Damn it, you little monster snake, how dare you block your fat grandpa's way!"

The fat man raised the psionic machine gun, and bullets began to fire. He didn't aim, because with the density of these pheasant necks, aiming would only be a waste of time.

Jie Ziyang fired a gun with one hand and threw a talisman with the other, stammering as he complained, "I just said, I said two, two, Wuxie were going to, going to have, something bad happen!"

Wu Xie pulled Huo Xiuxiu forward, occasionally firing a sneak attack. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes.

"Old Yang, can you stop being so superstitious?"

The innocent Wu Xie, caught in the crossfire, nodded in agreement: "Exactly!"

They bickered as they tried to break through the encirclement, but there were just too many snakes, and Panzi quickly ran out of bullets.

Unable to use the gun, he drew his dagger and warily stood in front of (Yuan) Wuxie.

"Young Master, you need to be careful."

There were so many of these pheasants with necks that they could coordinate with each other, and they were fast and agile. Even with Wu Xie and the others using their unique abilities, some of them still managed to break through their blockade and swim towards them.

Wu Xie only had a dagger in his hand. Knowing that he was not good at fighting, he kept his eyes peeled to prevent any sneak attacks. So when he saw a red streak of lightning shooting over, his pupils shrank and he immediately shouted a warning to A Ning.

"careful!"

Hearing his warning, Ah Ning immediately turned her head to dodge, but the pheasant neck was too fast, and the fiery red pheasant neck bit her shoulder.

"Aning!"

Ah Ning's face immediately turned pale. The pheasant neck on her body tried to use the same trick again and flew towards (Yuan) Wu Xie. Zhang Qiling grabbed the snake's head in mid-air and crushed it with his bare hands with a crack.

(Original) Wu Xie helped the fallen A Ning up, and Huo Xiuxiu quickly took out a pill from her bag and fed it to her.

After taking the medicine, A-Ning weakly closed her eyes. Wu-Xie thought A-Ning was dead, and his expression became sorrowful, his face full of disbelief.

Seeing him like this, Huo Xiuxiu blinked and asked curiously, "Brother Wuxie, is this your girlfriend?"

(Original) Wu Xie paused, her sorrowful expression faltering: "No."

Huo Xiuxiu: "Oh, I thought you were so sad because your wife died."

Huo Xiuxiu disrupted Wu Xie's emotions. He opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately interrupted.

"Hey you two, what are you doing around that unconscious woman? Hurry up and help her!"

After fighting the snake swarm for more than ten minutes, apart from the other Wuxie team whose weapons were obviously abnormal, the original Wuxie team was basically fighting the snakes with cold weapons. The original fat man had been suppressing his anger for a long time, and when he saw the original Wuxie team like this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

“I’m telling you, Wuxie, I know you’re upset because that woman Aning got hurt. Can’t you look at the situation now? Fatty’s practically turned into snake dung, and you’re still wallowing in self-pity. Anyone who didn’t know better would think your lover died.”

The fat man cursed and swore. Wu Xie caught a few words in his words and stared blankly down at A Ning.

Ah Ning's face was deathly pale, but her chest was indeed rising and falling, albeit very slowly.

"I'm not... I'm not dead!"

Huo Xiuxiu threw out a strange, uneven iron ball, which exploded upon hitting the snakes, blasting them into pieces.

Hearing Wu Xie's silly words, he proudly raised his head.

"Of course he's not dead. I got this antidote from the Zhang family through connections. If it couldn't even cure snake venom, wouldn't that ruin the Zhang family's reputation?"

Having caught the key words, Zhang Qiling cleaved open a pheasant's neck with the Black Gold Ancient Blade and looked up at Huo Xiuxiu.

Noticing his gaze, Huo Xiuxiu gave him a fawning smile.

"The Zhang family?" Wu Xie asked curiously. "Are they from Brother Xiao's family?"

Just as Huo Xiuxiu was about to answer, the walkie-talkie-like device hanging on her combat uniform emitted a piercing howl.

Everyone was startled by the piercing shriek. Fatty's dagger missed its mark, and he almost bumped face-to-face with Pheasant Neck, who was also stunned by the shriek.

After regaining his senses, he plunged the knife into the snake's neck, cursing under his breath, "Grandma, is that alarm clock trying to scare me to death?"

Looking back, they saw that Huo Xiuxiu's face was extremely ugly. Not only her, but the other Wuxie Fatty and the others also changed their expressions.

Zhang Qiling looked up into the distance, the Black Gold Ancient Sword in front of him, his expression one of great alarm, which startled the (original) Fatty so much that he immediately swallowed the rest of his complaints.

"Little...Little Brother." The fat man subconsciously looked around. Little Brother hadn't shown this expression when facing those two snake ancestors.

Wu Xie glanced at him and kindly explained, "That's an evil energy detector. If it can emit such a sharp alarm, something big is definitely coming."

Xie Yuchen looked ahead with a solemn expression: "They're here."

The swarm of snakes that had been attacking them had stopped at some point. One by one, the long, fiery red snakes raised their necks and looked at them, their eyes filled with a fierce, predatory glint.

rustle……

The red crested snakes parted to the left and right, revealing a wide open space. In front, a red snake as thick as a bucket rolled over the moss on the ground and trees and slid out from the dense jungle.

It raised its neck, and the comb on its head looked like a magnificent and dazzling crown.

"Damn it!" the fat man cursed, "There's even a snake ancestor here!"

He said all that, but the cold sweat beading on his forehead showed that he wasn't as calm as he appeared.

This crested snake ancestor looks about the same size as the python from before, but just by standing there, the sense of oppression it exudes is incomparable to that of the python.

Xie Yuchen put away his psionic gun and drew a long sword with one hand. He was a student in the cultivation department and had received swordsmanship instruction from Zhang Qiling.

"This snake... is very strong."

The snake's eyes stared at them coldly. Wu Xie noticed that the snake's eyes were filled with human-like cunning and smugness. He was startled. The next second, the giant crested snake opened its mouth and spat out a cloud of black mist.

"It happened!"

The fog was clearly highly poisonous, so Wu Xie and the others quickly took out their gas masks and put them on. Xie Yuchen and Zhang Qiling rushed towards the giant crested snake one after the other.

Faced with the two men's relentless attacks, a hint of mockery flashed in the eyes of the giant crested snake. It shrank back, flicked its long, thick tail, and a sound of metal clashing against metal was heard as the two men's knives collided on the snake's scales, creating sparks.

The fat man seized the opportunity to fire, but the usually invincible psionic machine gun only left a faint mark on the snake scales.

Wu Xie's expression changed, and he took out his most powerful talisman. Before he could activate it, the giant crested snake twisted its body and then charged towards the group at a speed disproportionate to its size.

Weapons couldn't penetrate the snake's scales' defenses, and they weren't as agile as the snake itself; most of the people were knocked over and thrown to the ground.

"Bro!"

Wu Xie fell heavily to the ground and slid a long distance backward. He raised his head and saw Zhang Qiling land on the snake's head and grab the rooster's comb on the top of the snake's head. He wondered if it was his imagination, but he noticed that the little brother's hand had become darker in color.

Zhang Qiling grabbed the rooster's comb with all his might, and plunged the Black Gold Ancient Sword into the snake's head. The giant rooster-combed snake writhed wildly in pain, and the entire open space was subjected to its indiscriminate attacks. Ignoring the burning pain on his body, Wu Xie quickly got up and ran away.