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The snake's soft and slippery body lay on her feet, Yang Zimei felt that her feet were going to go numb, and her calves trembled a little.
No matter what she could not overcome her psychological barrier towards snakes, Yang Zimei still couldn't fully accept the intimacy of the little black snake towards her.
The little black snake stretched out the snake letter, twirled around her trousers a few times, crawled away from her feet, looked up at her, as if wanting her to hug her.
Yang Zimei shuddered and shook his head slightly.
The little black snake was a little disappointed, and spat out the snake letter again, hoping that she could let it wrap around her shoulders.
Thinking about the snake around her neck, which would make her look very evil.
Yang Zimei shook his head, and said frankly, "I'm sorry, I feel a little repulsive to snakes, so I can't get close to them."
The little black snake blinked pitifully, lowered its head, and looked listless, like an abandoned puppy.
After hurting the pure heart of a small animal, Yang Zimei couldn't bear it anymore, and bent down, "Okay, you can curl up on my shoulder for a while, but don't stick out your tongue to lick me."
Hearing this, the little black snake quickly jumped onto her shoulders as if he had been granted amnesty, and curled up triumphantly on her shoulders.
Its body does not have the fishy smell of ordinary snakes, on the contrary, it exudes a faint fragrance, which smells very comfortable.
This made Yang Zimei less resistant to it approaching her.
Yang Zimei asked the big black snake about the underground palace.
As a result, it also asked three questions, only knowing that it had been staying below for about ten years.
It's been down there for more than a decade, and it's probably been on the ground for hundreds of years.
As for the Dragon Clan or something, it doesn't know the situation at all.
"Then why do you stubbornly think that I am your master as soon as you meet?"
Yang Zimei asked suspiciously.
The little black snake also said that he didn't know why, but he just thought she was its owner.
Yang Zimei didn't bother to ask any more questions if she couldn't find the result.
The three of them and one snake waited on the mountain for a whole day and night, but Long Zhutian came out.
"Xuehu, I want to re-enter the underground palace."
Yang Zimei couldn't hold back anymore, she said to Xuehu.
"Yes. I will accompany you."
Xuehu nodded.
However, they couldn't find the original robbery hole.
"Strange, it obviously went down from this place."
Yang Zimei looked suspiciously at the ground where there were no traces of robbery, "Xuehu, I shouldn't have misunderstood the place, right?"
"That's right."
Xuehu nodded, "It should be here."
Yang Zimei took out the big crescent knife from her storage ring, and began to stir up the soil on the ground.
After digging a few meters deep, there is still no trace of any robbery hole that can be entered.
"What's going on here? Have we experienced so many vicissitudes for such a long time?"
Yang Zimei threw the Yanyue Knife aside, "Or maybe even entering the underground palace before was an illusion? If it was an illusion, how did Xiao Hei get here? Xiao Hei, tell me!"
Yang Zimei looked at the only certificate on her shoulder that could prove that she had entered inside, and asked very puzzled.
"I don't know either, master."
The little black snake shook his head innocently, "I don't know how I got here."
Yang Zimei began to worry that Long Zhutian was coming.
Where is he going to go
Will he come back
"Girl—"
Xuehu reached out and touched her head, "Don't worry."
How could she not be in a hurry
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