To be honest, at this moment, Wang Ye could even hear his own heart beating rapidly.
He was too nervous.
However, he succeeded.
The head of the cobra was cut off, but the snake's body, which was at least 1.6 meters tall, was still twisting.
"Use a stick to dig a hole and bury the snake head.
Even if a snake's head was chopped off, if you touched it with your hand, the severed head could still bite you!"
Qiao Xuan came over to help. He used the stick to pull the snake's head twice. After creating a small hole, he pulled the snake's head into it.
After burying it with soil, he smiled at Wang Ye and said, "Come, your spoils of war can still be moved. Take them back!"
Looking at the snake's body that was still twisting on the ground, to be honest, Wang Ye still felt a little terrified.
However, Wang Ye could overcome it.
He maintained his smile and picked up the snake's tail. Then, he used the stick to pick up the snake.
