Chapter 25 The Giant Python

After Joan finished washing, the sun had already risen above the treetops. Judging from the sky, it was about seven or eight o'clock. Gray picked up the big tree that was broken with a slap yesterday, and strode away from the cave.

Joan stayed behind and prayed secretly that Gray would forget him just like that. It's a pity that Gray stopped after taking two steps, turned his head and waved at him, and growled in his mouth, signaling him to follow his footsteps.

Joan had no choice but to pack his bags and follow.

Gray led the way, leading Joan through the vine-grown path, and left the island following the way he came from yesterday. The road ahead was difficult. Joan was not as tall as Gray, and it was quite difficult to wade through the mud. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall into the bottomless quagmire. At first, Gray always turned back in time to drag him out of the quagmire, but then he seemed a little annoyed, so he simply grabbed Joan and put his backhand on his shoulder.

Gray's shoulders are strong and broad enough for two adults to sit side by side. Joan adjusted his sitting posture slightly, freeing his left arm to wrap around Gray's thick neck so that he would not fall off its shoulder.

After Gray settled Joan, he strode away and ran at full speed. Qiao An sat firmly on its shoulders, feeling like sitting in a speeding carriage, and overall it was fairly stable. The morning wind was blowing head-on, bringing with it the smell of wet vegetation, which made him feel refreshed, and his mood was not as low as before.

Gray seemed to be running aimlessly in the swamp, but Joan soon noticed that it sometimes slowed down to observe the looming traces on the wetland, guessing that it was searching for prey in a unique way.

After walking like this for more than half an hour, Gray suddenly stopped, picked up Joan with his backhand, put him on a relatively dry ground nearby, freed his hands to hold the tree trunk, and walked cautiously towards the quagmire. With a wave, the thick tree trunk smashed heavily into the quagmire, and there was a bang sound of mud splashing, which was also mixed with dying screams.

Gray threw away the broken tree trunk, groped into the mud for a few seconds with his long arms, and then dragged a huge crocodile out. He held the crocodile's tail tightly with one hand, raised it in the air and shook it, and found that the crocodile was still twitching slightly, so he slammed his milky white jaw with his left fist.

One punch, two punches, three punches! The muffled sound of bang, bang, bang came to Joan's ears clearly, and his scalp tingled, thinking that if he was punched by Gray, his brain would burst out on the spot.

The unlucky crocodile verified Joan's conjecture. After Gray punched three times, he lifted the crocodile and shook it to verify whether it was dead or not.

Undoubtedly, the crocodile has died of life, broken teeth mixed with blood fell out of its mouth one after another, and cloudy gray-white brains gushed out from its nostrils and ear holes.

Gray grinned in satisfaction, lifted the crocodile with one hand and threw it back, putting it on his shoulders like carrying a sack, and strode towards Joan with big strides.

"Grey!" Joan suddenly changed his face and shouted loudly, "Be careful behind you!"

The gray giant looked back in surprise, his six eyes scanned back and forth, and soon found strange ripples in the mud, as if a slender canoe was sliding under the water. When it leaned over to observe the dynamics in the water, the mud suddenly splashed, and a large piece of sticky mud covered its face, and its vision was immediately blocked.

Gray was startled and furious, growling and cursing "Mog", wiping the mud off his face with his left hand. At this time, a huge snake's head rose from the quagmire, with a scarlet letter in its mouth, and the snake's body also emerged from the water. Fifteen feet long.

Joan had never seen such a huge and ferocious Ju Mang, and couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat for Gray.

The giant python slid fast against the muddy belly, swung its slender body around Gray's legs, and tried to drag the gray giant into the deep water to drown. Gray hadn't cleaned up the mud covering his eyes at this time, and in a blur, he noticed that the python was strangling him tightly, and immediately let out an angry roar, threw away the dead crocodile in his hand, and freed his hands to tear the python.

The giant python is so powerful that it can easily crush the bones of a full-grown bison. However, Gray's strength was greater than that. The moment his arms exerted force, the developed muscles under the silver-gray skin swelled rapidly, each piece was as solid as a rock, as tough as a steel bar, and forcibly tore the giant python from his body.

The giant python found that it could not defeat this ferocious prey in the confrontation of strength, so it raised its head angrily, revealing two teams of hook-like fangs, trying to bite Gray's throat.

From the moment Gray and the giant python fought to the death, Joan instinctively ran towards the fighting area. Seeing that the giant python was about to bite Gray's throat, he made a spellcasting gesture without thinking, and spit out a short and powerful spell from his mouth.

"Ringa!"

An ice-blue ray radiated from Joan's fingertips with a dense cold air, and hit the hissing and trembling snake letter in its mouth before the giant python finished biting. This slender and forked tongue is probably the most sensitive and delicate organ on the python. When it was attacked by the "freezing rays", it immediately made the python feel the tingling and cold that it had never experienced before, and hurriedly closed its big mouth. Don't dare to expose your fragile tongue to the enemy anymore.

Gray got away with it. While the giant python was attracted by Joan, he wiped off the mud on his face, his eyes were bloodshot and red with rage, and stretched his arms to stretch the flexible body of the giant python, and finally got rid of the shackles.

At this time, the giant python has realized that it has lost the good opportunity to hunt the gray giant, and resolutely gave up the fight. Like a piece of silky satin melting into the mud, it disappeared from Gray and Joan in a blink of an eye, leaving only a wave of ripples against the water. The spread in the distance indicated that the cunning python was fleeing quickly.

Gray didn't want to let the enemy go so easily. He beat his chest and roared in the direction of the python's escape, cursing "Mogg", and then took great strides to catch up.

Joan ran a few steps behind Gray, but there was a big difference in size between the two sides, and he couldn't keep up with Gray's footsteps. Seeing its back quickly go away, he quickly called out, trying to appease Gray to calm down, there was no need to chase it down That python. Gray was in a fit of rage at this moment, he ignored his advice at all, and still strided forward, chasing after him.

Joan stopped in disappointment, panting violently while holding on to a beech tree, and it took a while to catch her breath. After calming down and thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized a problem:

"Why should I run with Gray?"

"Isn't this a good time to get rid of it!"

Joan admitted that Gray was very friendly to him, but Gray's friendship was too domineering, and even deprived him of his freedom. Joan doesn't dislike this simple-minded big friend, but at this moment he is more eager to return to his home and return to his original life than being forced to accompany Gray in the mud.

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