While lying inside the python's mouth, Ye Chenshan covered his head and trembled. He had completely lost it after witnessing the death of Old Mo and the ninth-rank Death Scythe. He didn't pay any attention at all when Su Ping dragged him along.
Using what remained of his sanity, he sensed how Su Ping's "strongest pet" Little Skeleton was shattered to pieces by the coming Flame Blood Dragon. Now he had enough reasons to give up; he could think of nothing that might help in getting him out of there alive.
He saw light when the python reopened its mouth as Su Ping ordered.
Something flashed past his view and reached outside.
Ye Chenshan could not tell what that was. It looked like some kind of throwing weapon to him.
Of course, he didn't believe that something like that would have any effect against the dragon's scales.
Clang!
The "weapon" reached the dragon's head and was bounced away.