Killing God

Killing God

Its sharp teeth flickered with a cold light as it bit directly at He Chuan.

If bitten, the snake venom contained in its mouth alone was enough to poison any martial artist below the Life Cultivation Realm to death!

"Come back!" He Chuan suddenly raised his left arm and slowly spat out two words.

The Blackwater Mystical Snake suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Immediately after, the snake's mouth closed and its body coiled around He Chuan's left arm. The snake's head obediently lay down, its red tongue flicking, but it was licking the back of He Chuan's hand.

It was like a loyal dog acting coquettishly to its master!

What was going on?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Why did it feel like the snake knew He Chuan?

Not only did they know each other, but they were clearly close!