C157 He Was Making a Lot of Noise

Brown snake soft. Lying on the rock, Lin Ruicheng put down the knife in his hand and patted Jin Xuanyao, who had been hiding behind him and grabbing his shoulder, screaming, "He's dead."

"No, no, no." Jin Xuanyao's whole body trembled, and her body stiffly hid behind him, not daring to move. That year, her life and death battle with the python surged out from the depths of her memory