"This, this is simply a supernatural skill!"

Meng Hun stabbed the corpses in disbelief. Each snake was soft. He sent several brave soldiers to cut the snake's body. He was stunned to find that the internal organs and bones of the seemingly intact snake were violently crushed and broken into slag, and the head turned into paste.

Several snakes were cut like this. Meng Hun felt a little pity.

"I was expecting the snake soup in the stew to calm down -"

Unexpectedly, the snake's body turned into this ghost, and the swollen poison gland behind the eye was broken. The snake meat could not be eaten.

A faint pity flashed in his heart, but his eyes were full of fanatical worship of his lord!

One man can kill millions of snakes!

To accomplish this feat, we should say that our Lord is not tiandingmingjun. Meng huntou is not satisfied!

When soldiers of the whole battalion deal with snake corpses, they should not only burn the snake corpses outside the camp, but also clean up the snake corpses climbing into the camp.

Now the weather is cool, but it will warm up in a while. If we don't burn the bodies quickly and let them rot and maggot, we don't know what plague and pain it will bring to the soldiers. Because of Jiang Pengji's influence and norms, soldiers and soldiers from top to bottom have reached a consensus - dirty and rotten bodies carry the smell of plague. If they are not properly handled, the disease will spread to people.

The snakes are so destructive that Rao, the Gaoyue nationality who controls thousands of snakes, dare not follow.

Therefore, when the snake guards of Gaoyue nationality saw the fire rising in Jiang Pengji's camp from a distance, they all showed a relaxed smile.

In the eyes of snake guards, Jiang Pengji's choice to use fire to resist ten thousand snakes is a way to kill herself - the fire is too small to deter the snakes, and the fire is too big to endanger herself - most of these snakes are poisonous, with different toxicity levels. Some poisons can take a human life in the Kung Fu of a cup of tea, and some poisons will make people die slowly in pain, which is almost an unsolvable situation!

Snake guards are arrogant and confident. Only Wei CI knows that they have this capital. Huang song fought with the Gaoyue nationality in his previous life, and many dangers surrounded him. He suffered heavy losses from the siege of snakes, insects, rats and ants, which polluted the army's water source.

However, the arrogant and confident Gaoyue nationality met Jiang Pengji——

This is not a kick to the iron plate, but a kick to the titanium alloy steel plate!

The soldiers and soldiers outside the tent were hot to deal with the snake corpse. Everyone in the tent had different thoughts. They looked at Jiang Pengji with fresh eyes, as if they knew her for the first time. Jiang Pengji didn't speak, and they didn't know how to speak until a shrill and Short Flute broke the balance!

Jiang Pengji's eye knife was thrown straight at Fengzhen——

Fang Zheng put down a bamboo flute.

"What are you doing?"

Music is an intoxicating enjoyment. Fengzhen's flute sound is hard to hear and people have nothing to say.

Facing the question, Feng Zhen said, "I just saw the Lord resist the beast with sound. I really thought the music played by the LORD was the key, so I tried."

Feng Zhen's attainments in elegant utensils are not as good as those of Wei Ci and Feng Jin, but the flute is also handy for him.

Just now I heard Jiang Pengji playing the flute to kill the snake. His posture of "pretending to be like the wind" made his heart itch.

He has a good memory. He wrote down Jiang Pengji's whole "song".

Jiang Pengji was speechless.

Did she play the flute so ugly just now?

"Stop playing. The flute sound is only auxiliary. There is a doorway in it." Jiang Pengji mercilessly dispelled Feng Zhen's idea, "if the animals were controlled by only one song, Meng would have tried to clean their secrets and kick them away. Where would the Gaoyue people be arrogant?"

Feng Zhen thought so. It seems that this is the same reason. He can only reluctantly put down the bamboo flute.

"Lord, when did you learn such magic skills? If you tell the news early, you won't be scared to sweat like pulp and almost lose your attitude."

Although the psychological quality is hard enough, Feng Zhen almost has no legs when he watches thousands of snakes pouring towards him. I knew the LORD had the ability to resist animals. Feng Zhen doesn't have to bear such psychological suffering——

Jiang Pengji showed a cold expression of "I don't want to answer".

Not that she didn't want to answer, she didn't know how to answer.

She is willing to explain, others can't understand.

Weici Road, "A few days ago, CI heard the Lord chatting and said that he dreamed of the fairy mountain and Qionghai. There were immortals whispering in his ears, as if he were preaching. After waking up, he didn't remember what happened, but only remembered the fairy sound. CI thought that maybe the Lord learned the art of controlling animals at that time, just to restrain the conspiracy of the Gaoyue people. So it seems that our army's great victory is a doomed situation!"

In ancient times, people believed in the divine power of kings, and the people believed in it.

If Jiang Pengji has a halo of "fate" on her head, it can often have unexpected effects.

Weici opened his eyes and lied. There was more or less flattery in his words.

Jiang Pengji was wearing a high hat. She looked at Wei CI with complicated eyes.

This man can do anything to help her fulfill her lie.

It's stupid.

Jiang Pengji said, "when I saw the snakes today, I suddenly felt an impulse to let them surrender and retreat. I accidentally tried too hard, but there was no life left. I don't know where this ability came from. After Zixiao's reminder, maybe it was the dream."

It's not a big deal. Jiang Pengji digged off the topic in a few words.

Weici, they are easy to fool, but the audience in the live studio is not ancient people who don't understand anything!

[Xuanyuan Mingjing]: anchor, do you have a good conscience by fooling a group of loyal little cute people?

[not later]: kneel down and beg for the ability to resist animals! I don't want to be as handsome as you. I only want to learn three points!

[Miao Xiaoxiao]: ah - I'm so curious. How did the anchor make those snakes die?

Jiang Pengji hasn't spoken in the studio for a long time, but that doesn't mean she doesn't pay attention to the barrage.

[anchor v]: they killed themselves by biting their tongue!

Bite your tongue and kill yourself?

The audience was almost messy, such a perfunctory answer - who would believe it!

[ten years' fragrance in sleeves]: anchor, you're bullying us again. We don't read enough——

No matter how intimidated and lured the audience, Jiang Pengji still stood still.

The snake corpse was burning, and the Gaoyue people sent scouts to investigate the news, which frightened them.

The enemy who thought he had been eaten alive by thousands of snakes was intact!

"How is this possible?"

The Gaoyue people panicked up and down, and the invincible snake array was not working well.

"I'm not afraid. If Liu Xi dares to fight tomorrow, we'll send an army of animals to see if she has any ability to hide!"

The Gaoyue nationality can control all kinds of animals. The army of all kinds of animals has extraordinary combat power. If not, Meng Zhan doesn't have to endure them for so many years.

We should not go deep into the enemy's rear for too long.

There is still a way to deal with sending ten thousand snakes this time.

Next time, if we pollute the water source of the military camp, it will be no solution.

The next day, Jiang Pengji sent someone to call the battle.

She wants to see what cards the Gaoyue people have!