"Bang!" Li Yifei abruptly stopped spinning, releasing his grip, and the python was flung over ten meters away, crashing into a tree before coiling around it a few more times.
With that throw, the python's joints were completely shattered by Li Yifei's force. After sliding down to the base of the tree, it struggled for a short moment with its muscles before going completely still.
"Are you okay?" Li Yifei crouched down in front of the Miao Ethnic Group girl and asked softly.
"·#￥#￥" The girl muttered a few sentences, but Li Yifei couldn't understand a word of it.
It was a dialect of the Miao Ethnic Group, and there were many dialects in Miaojiang. Even if you understood one or two, you wouldn't necessarily grasp the others, let alone Li Yifei, who hadn't studied this dialect at all.
Both Li Yifei and the girl fell silent. Li Yifei gave a slight smile and pointed to the girl's shoulder.
