Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 483 Xiaojin’s Might (1)
Tian Yi snorted with laughter, "Dying in an ugly way? I’d actually like to see that. Just what does dying in an ugly way look like?"
Qiqi and Yueyue, held in someone’s arms, widened their eyes curiously and stared unblinkingly at him. They were very curious as to what sort of thing could make the handsome Tian Yi die so unsightly.
Zhang Feng scoffed and ordered someone to lock the courtyard gate tightly. Then, in a corner of the yard, he triggered a mechanism, and a large net covered the entire courtyard.
Tian Yi and the others were surprised. Staring at the net above their heads, Di An focused intently on the net for a moment, then leapt up, a flash of white light followed by a few sparks, the net remained unharmed and still hung sturdily overhead.
Di An looked at his Treasured Sword, only to see a few cracks had appeared on the blade. He quickly exchanged looks with Xuan Yue, Huang Yi, and the others. Mei Lenglei and his men started to be cautious around Zhang Feng, knowing that even the slightest mistake was not permissible with the Princess in their care.
"Don’t bother trying, that’s made of millennium silk from celestial silkworms, it fears no blade. The more you try to cut it, the tighter it’ll bind," Zhang Feng said with a smug smile.
Dugu Chen and Feng Xuxu managed a faint smile, not understanding why, even if the entire courtyard was covered, they couldn’t simply dig a tunnel; there was no need to exit through the top at all.
Zhang Feng, standing at a distance with his turbid eyes, chuckled disdainfully at the two leaders. He wasn’t angry but chuckled merrily, "Do you think it’s just a small net? You are sorely mistaken." With that, he grabbed his son and headed toward the back courtyard, leaving his dazed wife behind.
Shortly after, people in the courtyard heard a ’sasha’ sound, as if something was rubbing against the ground, similar to the rustling of tree leaves in the wind. In a short while, a foul, fishy smell wafted through the yard, causing everyone to cover their noses and mouths from the stench.
Xiaojin, who had been dozing off in Yueyue’s arms, was now extremely excited and began to squirm incessantly. Yueyue furrowed her tiny brows and lightly patted Xiaojin’s snake head, "Behave yourself, or else I’ll be serving you up as snake soup later."
Xiaojin shrunk its snake neck and stayed obediently in Yueyue’s hands, twisting its head toward a certain direction. Yueyue couldn’t be bothered with it and let it watch the commotion on its own.
Just as everyone caught a whiff of the foul smell, a thick, green snake slowly slithered over, its eyes, larger than peanuts, scanning the people.
Feng Xuxu glanced over and roughly estimated that just the body of the snake was over half a meter in diameter and about four meters in length—and that was only a cursory glance. She involuntarily took a sharp breath.
"Hiss..." Di An and the others also inhaled sharply, gripping their swords even tighter.
Qiqi and Yueyue’s eyes grew wide, and Yueyue’s small mouth let out a string of exclamations, "Wow, such a big snake, and it’s green too! If we extracted its gallbladder, we could make so many kinds of poison." A transparent liquid trickled out from her tiny diamond-shaped mouth as she marveled.
Xiaojin twisted its head, giving a disdainful glance at its young master as it blinked its serpentine eyes, thinking how such a foolish creature was worthy of her master’s full attention. It was just a bit larger, just a bit more brightly colored. How could it compare to me, the Golden Winged Snake King? If I were to transform, I’d be several times larger and more brightly colored, and my poison would be millions of times stronger. Xiaojin couldn’t help but feel indignant that its master’s gaze was always following that insignificant creature on the ground.
