Chapter 221 Terrifying Death Rolling

Originally normal crocodiles cannot perform death rolls in deep water.

Because death rolls, mainly rely on the tail and head to support the ground.

In this lake, the sky is not connected to the sky, and the ground is not connected to the ground.

Without a support point, it is naturally impossible to roll.

But Wen Zilong is not a crocodile.

He gave birth to a pair of 1.5-meter-wide fleshy wings.

With the water repellent of the fleshy wings and the assistance of the four claws, it is still very easy for death to roll over.

Twenty laps of death rolled down, and life and life bit a huge blood hole out of the side of the hundred-year-old red fish.

The bloody long sword-like fishbone inside is clearly visible.

The blood immediately spread like ink that fell into the water.

"Snort--snort--"

The hundred-year-old red fish cried out miserably.

Wen Zilong smiled and said to himself, "Scream, cry. Even if you scream, no one will hear it."

At this point, after this guy breathed his breath, he could start.

However, at this moment, Wen Zilong was taken aback by the inadvertent echolocation detection.

Open your eyes and look around.

Immediately I was scared to pee.

I saw that on the surrounding mountains, in the caves, and in the darkness beside the water plants, there were as many as dozens of pairs of eyes, staring at him fascinatedly.

I was a little embarrassed to stare at myself.

So many big red fish!

Damn, I finally managed to get this big red fish.

So much came out all of a sudden.

What else do you say, go for it.

Wen Zilong said nothing and quickly floated up.

Behind him, those big red fishes chased Wen Zilong fiercely like a swarm of bees chasing honey thieves.

"I'm not a goddess, you guys are chasing wool balls!"

Wen Zilong was horrified, and his wings kept flapping.

Quickly floated towards the water.

The big red fish in the back is in hot pursuit.

After surfacing, Wen Zilong continued to flap his wings and his tail swung rapidly.

Like a boat, it quickly fled towards the shore of the lake.

The big red fish behind continued to chase him under the water.

Fortunately, their speed is almost the same as Wen Zilong.

Although Wen Zilong couldn't keep the distance, they couldn't catch up either.

Jumping out of the lake suddenly, Wen Zilong threw himself directly into the bushes.

"Hu-hu-"

He gasped heavily, spraying the surrounding leaves and rolling them up.

At this moment, I found that a pair of shoes appeared in front of me.

Looking up, a pair of legs, body, head.

It turned out to be the Nara man.

The man was bowing his head at this time, looking at Wen Zilong with a face full of surprise, and said in his mouth:

"Go... the messenger of God, you are..."

Damn, embarrassing.

Wen Zilong coughed twice in his heart.

Wrote: I'm bringing in spirits to see how many there are. Then catch them all in one net, so as to keep both of you safe.

The man was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Thank you, the messenger of God. Do you need my help?"

Wen Zilong wrote without hesitation: Bring some wine here.

"What do you want wine for?"

The man asked puzzled.

Wen Zilong didn't even think about it, and wrote: Jiuzhuang...

Halfway through writing, I suddenly woke up.

Although he is cowardly admitting it, and admitting it is domineering.

But that's a confession in my heart.

in front of outsiders...

The man saw that Wen Zilong wrote the word "Jiuzhuang" and asked in confusion, "What is Jiuzhuang?"

Wen Zilong thought about it and wrote one word: stomach.

The man saw it, understood it, nodded and said, "I always thought that horse meat can strengthen my stomach, but I didn't expect that wine can also do it. I will try it later."

As he said that, the man walked away quickly.

It didn't take long for two bottles of wine to come.

Wen Zilong nodded and wrote: Go, it's none of your business.

The man replied, "Messenger from God, if you need anything else, call me anytime. I'm always at home."

Wen Zilong nodded and waved his wings, indicating that he could leave.

After the man left, Wen Zilong lay on the shore of the lake.

Thinking about what to do next.

With so many big red fish, it is not realistic to use venom.

However, every time the big red fish is cloudy and rainy, one or two will emerge to breathe——

As for why only one or two surfaced, Wen Zilong didn't know.

But according to what the man said, over the years, every dawn on a cloudy and rainy day, one or two would appear.

It seems that we can only wait for the dawn of the rainy day.

This wait is more than ten days.

At night after thirteen days, the dark cloud was like a huge rag, covering the huge tabletop of the sky.

Wen Zilong was secretly happy.

At dawn, he clumsily opened the cap with his paw and poured down two bottles of white wine.

Then, with a plop, he jumped into the lake.

Anyway, at dawn on a rainy day, only one or two water monsters came up.

It's over by then.

As a result, a four-meter-long crocodile, smelling of alcohol, floated on the water.

He turned on "Find me and let you hehehe, and let his body turn into the same dark green as the surrounding water."

Then, while swaying, I sang in my heart:

"Sky blue is waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you..."

After the song was sung, Wen Zilong scratched his head with his claws.

It is said that wine is strong and cowardly, how does it feel... I feel a little sleepy.

The eyelids became more and more aware, and Wen Zilong didn't wiggle his tail very much, nor did he move his wings.

It's true that fucking alcohol can hypnotize.

Wen Zilong thought bitterly.

Forget it, let's go to the shore to sleep first.

Wiggling his tail feebly, he slowly swam toward the shore.

However, at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from above his tail.

Feeling a strong force, he dragged him down the water.

Wen Zilong suddenly woke up.

Looking back, it turned out to be a big red fish about ten meters long.

Wen Zilong suddenly became angry.

I was afraid that what I hated most was disturbing my sleep.

Thinking of this, he turned his head sharply, opened his huge mouth, and bit the tail of the big red fish.

"Death rolls!"

Under Wen Zilong's rage, the tumbling speed was much faster than usual.

The hundred-year-old red fish was bitten by him like this, his body was in great pain, he subconsciously opened his mouth and let go of Wen Zilong's tail.

The scales on Wen Zilong's body are bulletproof.

It doesn't bite through at all.

It wants to turn back and bite Wen Zilong's neck.

But Wen Zilong's death roll has already unfolded, and he suddenly felt that the sky was turning, and his body involuntarily turned away.

Under Wen Zilong's rage, the rolling death is extremely terrifying.

Not only is it fast, but it also has a long distance.

After rolling for more than fifty meters, Wen Zilong's anger subsided a little.

At this time, I saw that it was about to reach the shore.

He was overjoyed and continued to roll.

After more than a dozen tumbling, there was a loud shout: "Jack—"

Then he swung it violently, and even threw himself and the big red fish to the shore.

"vomit--"

As soon as he was thrown ashore, Wen Zilong opened his mouth and spat out.

"vomit--"

The big red fish next to him also spit it out.