Luo Qiangwei's eyes widened in shock. It was too dark in the Ice Cellar just now to see clearly. She had been protected by Mo Shiche and the giant black snake and hadn't been hit by the hidden weapons, but she hadn't realized that those weapons were so densely packed and sharp.
It seems Qin Yansong had planned this long ago, to find the Saint... to Rebirth his wife who had died over twenty years ago.
"Hiss hiss..."
The giant black snake was lying flat on the ground, with a look of weakness as it flicked its tongue, occasionally twisting its body as if in pain.
Luo Qiangwei reached out her hand, gently caressing the giant black snake's head resting on the dry leaves, using the fresh blood from her palm to soothe its wounds. The snake seemed to enjoy the taste of her blood, extending its tongue to lick her face.
Previously, Yan Chu had said... that the giant black snake was fond of licking the blood of the Saint.
