Chapter 1605: the reason

However, no matter how fast it is, it cannot be as fast as qigong bomb.
The dazzling ball of light came first, and after only a breath, it reached the sand python.
Then, there was a bang.
The dust is flying, and the flesh and blood are scattered.
Not waiting for the dust to clear away, the giant body of the sand python fell heavily into the sand.
Without disappearing, it means there is no death.
"It works really well," I had to sigh, "I have eaten one of your qigong bullets, but I haven't died on the spot."
Phoenix was also a little annoyed, bulging his cheeks, clutching his head, and squatting on the side sulking.
"Looking" at the side Yula, surprised: "It's still moving!"
"What!" I was shocked, and suddenly raised my head, looking in the direction of Sand Python.
I saw a huge broken snake head, drooping the bright red letter, wriggling forward with great effort, like a dying caterpillar.
What surprised me was that the snake's head was constantly wriggling forward, but its body, why didn't it move forward by an inch?
Could it be that......
I opened my eyes wide and stared at the back of the snake's head.
Sure enough, behind the huge snake head, I only saw a snake body less than one meter long.
The end of the snake's body was a cross section, where the rotten flesh and blood that flowed incessantly gathered together into a cruel and miserable appearance.
"Don't be depressed." I stretched out my hand, patted the top of Phoenix's head, and said, "It's not that the qigong bombs are not powerful enough, but the sand pythons are too strong. They have been blown up in two, and they are still alive tenaciously."
Phoenix glanced at me, turned his head, and continued to sulk.
I can't laugh or cry, this girl is really stubborn.
Yula raised her magic wand, aimed at the wriggling head in the distance, and chanted a spell. After a while, several feather arrows were born out of thin air and hung on the head of the wand. She whispered: "Go!"
The feather arrow drew a white light, shot it out, and pierced the sand python's head fiercely, inserting it into a hedgehog.
After several convulsions, the huge head of the sand python, and the snake body less than one meter later, turned into black and gray and dissipated in the vast sand.
Most of the remaining headless snake's body was still trembling, and the tip of the snake's tail with the thickness of the fingers was constantly swaying from side to side.
Several teams of adventurers in the distance just glanced at the situation on our side, and then continued to fight against the sand pythons.
Elf adventurers have a characteristic, that is, they are accustomed to dividing areas when spawning monsters. Each team has an area. After cleaning it up, look for other areas without adventurers.
There is almost no intersection between the two teams, unless a team explicitly sends out a distress signal or a joint signal, under normal circumstances, other teams are rarely nosy.
Of course, it is not without special circumstances. For example, if a certain team is determined to be in danger, if it is not rescued, the team will die. Other teams of adventurers will also voluntarily gather in one place to help.
But relatively speaking, this situation is extremely rare in Moonlight City.
When I was hooked by the sand python and tossed in mid-air, I saw several members of the team stopped, turned to me, and carefully observed my situation.
After Bai Yunying's several wind blades passed, I was thrown away by the sand python and landed on the sand when Godot rescued me. I looked at the distance again. The teams who hesitated whether to help, also He narrowed his gaze and continued to concentrate on facing Sand Python.
At this time, the sand pythons were killed, and they were even more unconscious of me as an adventurer out of danger.
And this is exactly the result I want.
I've been entangled before, what should I do if a member of the Elf Squad rushes over to help.
You know, I am a foreign elder, but a well-known celebrity in Moonlight City. If my people see this embarrassing and weak appearance, there may be some rumors circulating in the shop!
Although I don’t value reputation, bad reputation is not a good thing.
So since I fell to the ground, my heart has been holding it, and I have been chanting in my heart: Never be seen by outsiders, never be seen by outsiders.
Fortunately, no one came to ask for help, which saved me a lot of trouble.
I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time. Half an hour has passed. According to the time, Godot should have returned home by now. Now I just ask no adventurer team to come in from the portal in the next half an hour. .
I kept praying in my heart, and at the same time propped up the upper body, observing the holes in the legs.
The edge of the hole on the left leg is very neat and smooth, the muscle texture and broken blood vessels on it are healing at an extremely slow speed, and the missing broken leg bone is also growing at an undetectable speed.
With the growth of new meat, blood will continue to gush out of the muscle fracture, but it does not hurt much.
Actually, it's not that I lost consciousness in the wound or reduced the pain, but that I was numb.
After experiencing the piercing pain blindly, my immunity to pain has improved again.
Twenty minutes passed, and I was a little tired. Phoenix half-kneeled on the ground very intimately, letting me rest on her thigh.
Feeling the warmth and softness, and smelling the faint virgin fragrance, I feel very comfortable.
At this moment, a few voices came from the direction of the portal. I opened my eyes in horror and looked towards the portal. I saw a group of elven adventurers walking in, talking and laughing. Several of them were facing me. Depending on.
"Uh......"
For a moment, I felt quite embarrassed.
Several adventurers also seemed to be aware of my attitude. They looked at me a little, then glanced at my badly injured left leg, then hurriedly looked away and hurried away from us.
Damn, I don't want to think about it, I'm still being shown upright, really depressed!
I cursed in a low voice.
At the same time, at the portal, two people emerged again, one young and the other old, Godot the youngest, and Taylor the old.
"I'm going, can't you two come here three or two minutes earlier!"
I looked depressed.
"Bunny boy, how do you speak!" Taylor carried the bottle and screamed: "We are rushing here non-stop, we don't even have the time to rest our breath in the middle!"
Seeing the old man's aggressive attitude and the beads of sweat hanging on his old man's sideburns, I sighed deeply and said: "Sorry, old man, I'm just in a bad mood, and I hope to forgive me for unintentional words."
Taylor didn’t care too much. He walked over quickly, squatted down, inspected the wounds, and said:
No wonder you said that healing is slow. Here, here, there are many toxins stuck on it. How could it be possible? Heals fast?"
"Toxin?" I wondered: "Old man, as you know, my body is immune to toxins. How can toxins have an effect on me?"
Taylor started to deal with the wound, and slowly said: "You can easily kill deadly toxins just because of the black and red killing intent, but your current state is similar to the rebirth of a severed limb. The reborn flesh has not had time Killing the body cannot be immune to the toxin of the sand python, and there is a special effect in the sand python toxin, which is to inhibit the regeneration of flesh and blood, so your broken leg will regenerate so slowly, hey, it's like a snail crawling. of."
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