"I am not a witch, you've got the wrong person, Lin Huan being bitten by a snake has nothing to do with me." I glanced back to see the barefoot monk steadily pursuing me, my feet moving even faster.
There seemed to be a gleam in his eyes as it shot towards me.
Suddenly, I felt a chill in both body and mind, with a foreboding sense of inevitability.
Even using Zhang Zidao's Blue Lotus Footwork, the monk was able to catch up without any pressure.
All at once, I stumbled over a rock and fell hard to the ground.
Just as I was about to get up and continue running, I saw that the rock that tripped me was actually a snake-swallowing statue.
A snake-swallowing statue is not a specific object; it's a large mouth that burrows out of the ground and swallows a vividly lifelike White Snake into its belly.
For ordinary people, the statue is almost useless.
But for someone like me, pregnant with a snake fetus, its effects are more terrifying than sulfur.
