Chapter 1734: Journey to the West (31)

The snake's soft body lay on his feet, Yang Zimei felt his feet were paralyzed, and his calf was a little trembling.
No way can overcome the psychological obstacle to the snake, so Yang Zimei still can not fully accept the intimacy of the little black snake to her.
The little black snake stretched out the snake letter, made a few turns on her pants, crawled away from her feet, looked up at her, and looked like she wanted to hug her.
Yang Zimei shivered and shook her head slightly.
The little black snake was a little disappointed, and vomited a snake snake again, hoping that she would let it rest on her shoulders.
Thinking about her neck, she always shakes a snake, which makes her look very evil.
Yang Zimei shook her head and said frankly, "I'm sorry, I'm a bit repulsive to snakes and can't approach."
The little black snake blinked pitifully, dropped his head, and looked stunned, like an abandoned puppy.
After hurting the innocence of a small animal, Yang Zimei couldn't bear it anymore, and bent down, "Well, you have a lap on my shoulder, but don't stick your tongue and lick me."
When the little black snake heard it, as if he had been pardoned, he quickly jumped onto her shoulder, happily hovering over her shoulder.
Its body is not as stink as an ordinary snake, instead, it emits a faint fragrance and smells very comfortable.
This allowed Yang Zimei to reduce his resistance to being closer to himself.
Yang Zimei asked the Big Black Snake about the underground palace.
As a result, it also asked a few questions, only to know that it had been staying below for more than ten years.
It has been below for more than ten years and may have been on the ground for hundreds of years.
As for the dragons, it doesn't know the situation at all.
"Then why do you stubbornly think that I am your master when you meet?"
Yang Zimei asked in confusion.
The little black snake also said that she didn't know why, anyway, she just felt that she was its master.
Without a question, Yang Zimei was much lazier.
The three men and one snake waited for a whole day and night on the mountain, but the dragon did not come out day by day.
"Xuehu, I want to re-enter the underground palace."
Yang Zimei couldn't hold it anymore, facing Xuehu Road.
"Yes. I'll stay with you."
Snow Lake nodded.
However, they could not find the original robberies.
"Strange, it's obviously from this place."
Yang Zimei looked at the ground without any trace of robbers in doubt, "Snow Lake, shouldn't I have recognized the wrong place?"
"Yes."
Snow Lake nodded, "It should be here."
Yang Zimei took the big moon knife from her storage ring and started to stir up the dirt on the ground.
After digging a few meters deep, there were still no signs of burglary that could be entered.
"What's going on? Have we experienced such a long time?"
Yang Zimei tossed Yueyuedao aside, "Maybe even entering the underground palace before is an illusion? If it was an illusion, how did Heihe come from? Heihei, tell me!"
Yang Zimei looked at the only certificate on her shoulder that could prove that she had entered it, and was puzzled.
"I don't know, master."
The little black snake shook his head innocently. "I don't know how to get up."
Yang Zimei began to worry about Qilong coming day by day.
Where will he go in the end?
Will he return?
"Girl ---"
Xuehu reached out and touched her head. "Don't worry."
How could she not be in a hurry?