Chapter 47: Shocking in the Cave

The fairy spirit, who was stimulated and had no time to think about what consequences her behavior would bring to herself. She now only has one idea, "Run!" Run quickly! The farther you run, the better!

However, her behavior of escaping in the face of battle obviously angered the Great Sword. A rainbow light flashed, and the Great Sword caught up with her in an instant.

It floated in front of the fairy spirit and made a "crank" sound of angry swords.

The fairy's reason finally returned. She panted heavily. When her mood calmed down, she looked directly at the dragon head on the hilt of the sword, and said with a slightly collapsed expression: "Did you see the snake under the water? Are you sure you want me to die?"

"And?" The sword tilted the dragon head and made a faint dragon roar, as if she didn't understand what she meant.

The fairy's eyes flashed, she softened her voice and began to know her with emotion and reason.

"I am your savior. If I hadn't used my ancestral equipment repair stones to you, you would have fallen into the sea, and finally rotted into a pile of scrap iron as time eroded.

You said, if you ask me to die now, wouldn’t that begging for grudges and revenge? You definitely don’t want to be an ungrateful sword that knows how to be grateful but not repays, right?”

Seeing that Dajian seemed to be listening carefully, she continued to work hard, "Let's discuss it? What does your master want? Tell me, I'll give it to you!"

"Swish swish" the big sword finally responded to the fairy spirit, but...

——Ahhhh~~~~!!! It was a killer this day, and a sneak attack!!! It actually knocked her down with one sword!!!

The great sword's movement was too fast, and the fairy spirit had no time to react, so he was knocked to the ground by him. The smelly mud splashed all over his face. I didn't know how the great sword held it away. He just picked it hard with the tip of the sword and picked her onto the back of the sword, and it didn't hurt her a little.

The fairy gathered all the spiritual power in the dantian on her body and wanted to jump off the car. However, she had just made a leap and the sword blade became sharp.

Her skin was cut, and her blood was mixed with mud and water flowing down the blade, and she was so painful that she blew up. She had no choice but to give up struggling.

Now she is like the fish on the chopping board, no matter how hard she struggles, it will be useless.

Just in the blink of an eye, the great sword had already taken her into the water cave.

The moonlight shone on her, illuminating her dirty body even more desolate. She hung on the back of the sword like a rag doll, covered in mud and blood, and her head was in a downward position. This posture made her vision look unavoidably facing the snake.

The snake is so big that it can't fit in a hole.

It coiled around the bottom of the hole, and at first glance, there were almost no gaps. What was even more terrifying was that the dense blue-black scales were filled with layers of cold light under the scorching moonlight, giving her a sense of suffocation that she could not breathe.

A fierce aura of a wild beast hits the face.

"Tick-tick-tick-tick" The fairy's blood fell into the water drop by drop along the tip of the sword, and then quickly spread out. The air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.

Her breathing involuntarily stopped. She stared at the big snake in the water, as if it would open its huge mouth in the next second and swallow her alive.

Blood can awaken any hungry and sleeping spirit beast. This kind of mental sensation is even more terrifying than direct death, and the fairy almost collapses.

Is there any way to get her out of her current predicament? She doesn't want to die!

Xianling's brain began to work hard. She inevitably thought of the system. The only thing that could save her was the system.

--system!!!

The fairy began to call the system wildly in his mind, but the system was quiet and without a trace of reaction.

The bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, but she had no way to save herself. What made her even more collapsed was that the next second, a sense of weightlessness came, and the sword actually threw her into the water directly.

In the vast and frightened eyes of the fairy spirit, she "thumped" and fell into the water.

The cold and bitter salty sea water poured into the nose, and the cut wound on the belly was soaked by the sea water. Large areas of bright red spread, and under the scorching moonlight, it was a faint blackness.

She fell into the water with her head facing down and her feet facing up, so she inevitably hit the snake with her slippery and cold scales pressed against her cheeks.

Her mind was blank in an instant, and only instinct drove her to turn directions.

She didn't dare to look back and swam upwards desperately, and finally surfaced. She didn't even want to waste her breathing time, so she swam towards the stone wall every minute.

Staying in the same water with such a hideous and huge wild snake, even if it has a strong and tough mind, it is difficult to deal calmly.

Most ordinary people are afraid that as soon as they fall in, they will be frightened to their bodies completely stiff. Not to mention saving themselves, they can't even remember to swim.

The fairy was also very scared, but when she thought of the thin back who sacrificed her life in order to make her survive, she suppressed this fear.

——Fear has no effect at all, and it will only make her even more cowardly. Unless she dies immediately, she will not give up the hope of life!

There was not much spiritual power left in her body, and blood was still surging around her waist. Because of excessive blood loss, her pale lips had begun to approach a kind of black green color.

She did not care about the wounds on her waist for the time being, but instead used all her spiritual power to her legs, and then swam towards the stone wall frantically.

As she was getting closer and closer to the stone wall, her hands were about to reach a protruding stone. However, before she could climb up, a silver sword light flew over. With a "bang", her head hurt and was forced into deeper water.

The cold lake water choked and her face, and she floated up from the water with difficulty. At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to give her a look of hatred.

She wiped the water from her eyes and felt very angry, but what's the use of anger? Without strength, she could only let the sword slaughter.

The great sword made a fierce and anxious "clang" sound at the fairy. The loud sound waves were so big that they penetrated the eardrums, making the fairy's head buzzing and screaming.

It flew around the fairy's head, and the black little dragon on the hilt was about to break away from the sword body and flew onto her face. She slapped it back.

The little black dragon tilted his head and stared at the gloomy little girl in front of him, looking at it again and again, and suddenly drove the hilt of the sword to push her.

In the panic-eyed eyes of the fairy, she was pushed to the head of the big snake.
Chapter completed!