Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes and didn't fall.
There was a blood-colored crystal in one eye, and a trembling arc was drawn at the corner of the eye, like a shockingly brilliant ruby in the dark night.
The woman who rushed out wearing the moonlight had a wounded wolf dripping blood in her eyes at this moment.
Sad, sad and angry, rushing to the dark place without looking back.
Almost instantly, the black whirlwind swept into A Pomfret's house, and with a bang, the door panel slammed open, hit the wall and shattered.
Ah Pomfret, who was in a deep sleep, was awakened by the loud noise. Just as he sat up in panic, he saw a black shadow crashing in like a gust of wind. He caught his heart, and in the next moment he had already soared into the air.
He was held in Meng Fuyao's hand, struggling desperately under the fear, Meng Fuyao's hands were like iron tongs, and he didn't even move his fingers.
As soon as he went out, a trident suddenly slid out from behind the door without any sound, stabbing at Meng Fuyao's heart like a poisonous snake.
Meng Fuyao just rushed.
She rushed forward, ignoring the shining blue trident as nothing, and when the tip of the halberd approached her body, she raised her foot and kicked a little, the trident stepped on her feet with a click, and she jumped into the air around her toes. It flew out bitingly, hitting the chest of the sneak attacking person, there was a slight sound of bone cracking in Kerala, and a thick blood-colored fog fainted in the night.
That person rolled to Meng Fuyao's feet, still struggling and trying to grab her ankle, it was the black-faced old man.
Meng Fuyao didn't even look at it, she stepped on it without any hesitation, she was so angry that the force of her foot was more than a thousand pounds? The old guy died before he even had time to scream.
Figures flickered in the night, people were rushed out of the sheds everywhere, Meng Fuyao kicked the corpse out, blood rained in the air, and hit the fastest man hard, knocking him to death. Flying up like a string kite, with no energy left, he knocked the people behind into a ball.
When they got up, Meng Fuyao was gone in a flash.
At this moment, she is wind and electricity, if she can wish to surpass the light, because the speed is too fast, all the big and small wounds on her body will spurt blood due to excessive force, pulling deep red lines in the dense night, disappearing suddenly.
In just one deep breath, she had gone back and forth, and returned to the grave with Pomfret again.
Before the person fell down, the colorful light immediately rushed up, the light changed and became heavy and clinging, whistling and moaning like a woman crying.
Meng Fuyao glanced anxiously at the cloud trace lying on the ground in a corner, and immediately withdrew his gaze, handed Pompano forward, and shouted: "Pompano, your mother is not dead!"
"Ah!" A Pomfret looked up in shock, "Where's my mother?"
At this moment, he had time to open his eyes and look at the surrounding scenery, and he immediately felt that something was wrong, and shouted: "This is my mother's grave, my mother's grave... who picked up my mother's grave!"
"Her!" Meng Fuyao pointed at Feiyan, who was hiding behind the mirror, clutching his neck and flickering eyes, "Picked up your mother's grave, trained your mother's soul!"
A Pomfret cried and jumped forward, Meng Fuyao naturally wouldn't let him jump out, but threw his face right at the circling and crying colorful lights.
The light trembled suddenly.
One of the colors suddenly brightened, and then there was a faint scream.
"... Son..."
A ray of colorful strange light suddenly began to twist and circle, rushing left and right, struggling to rush to A Pomfret's body, the looming ghost cried loudly, and the strange light that had been entangled steadily and in step began to collide chaotically .
Feiyan snapped his fingers suddenly, and a white light shot directly at Ah Pomfret, and then his body was swayed, mirroring left and mirroring right, and there were two identical Feiyan again.
Meng Fuyao sneered, not saving him.
A ray of the seven-colored light suddenly made a vigorous effort, escaped from the light net, and turned around to attack Feiyan!
That ray of ghost naturally recognized which one was the real body, and went straight to the one on the left of the mirror!
The optical network was in chaos in an instant!
Meng Fuyao rushed out immediately!
She held Ah Pomfret with her left hand, and with her right hand "Slaying the Sky", she flashed the cold electricity, and instantly passed through the gap exposed by the riotous struggle of that beam of light with extreme precision, and violently attacked Feiyan's heart!
Feiyan retreated hastily, intending to bounce off the backlashing optical net—the wizard is most afraid of being backlashed by the things he controls, and its power is greater than usual.
Meng Fuyao's saber has already arrived.
Her knife splits the thick clouds and strikes with lightning, and comes from the depths of the sky, destroying the dead and sweeping the caves. If you can't kill the enemy, you would rather die together!
The light of the knife first came on, but before it reflected the Venerable Master's iris, the tip of the knife had already reached Feiyan's throat!
Meng Fuyao's knife was the fastest in her life so far.
Just like the sword that Yunhen saved her in Tiansha's inner palace back then, it was the best and most extraordinary time in his life!
roar! wind roll!
The ever-burning candles on the four walls that always control the light net, the colorful flames are all stretched by the violent wind, and the light net weakens in an instant.
"Ding!"
There was a very light and sharp sound.
It's not the sound of a knife entering the flesh, but the sound of a knife hitting the tip.
Meng Fuyao's knife hit the knife on Feiyan's neck!
The small knife that Yun Hen used to commit suicide to force Meng Fuyao to leave, after completing the task of forcing her away, immediately stuck it in Feiyan's neck, but it was a pity that Feiyan had already reacted, and the knife only scored three points.
As soon as Meng Fuyao came in, she found that the knife was missing. Although Feiyan immediately put down her hand covering her neck, she had already spotted the location.
So instead of stabbing her chest, she patted her throat horizontally!
The knife was inserted deeply, and Meng Fuyao even heard the sound of the trachea being cut open and the blood ready to be sprayed like an air pump.
The colorful lights suddenly lost control, paused in mid-air, and suddenly all rushed towards Feiyan.
Meng Fuyao immediately let the colorful light pass, lowered his head and swept to the corner of the wall, picked up the cloud trace, and pressed his finger on his heart like lightning.
This pressing felt as cold as falling into an abyss, there was no heartbeat!
Unwilling to give up, she put her finger under his nose again, held her breath and waited for a long time with her heart beating calmly, before she vaguely felt a faint breath.
Meng Fuyao was ecstatic, suddenly overjoyed after being shocked, the psychological shock was so great that blackheads and dizziness appeared in front of her eyes, and she was covered in cold sweat in an instant. Hold the cloud mark and leave.
There is good medicine on board, and Jiao Wang Neidan is also on board, no matter what, let's save his life first.
She jumped out of the ground with Yunhen in her arms, and suddenly felt a heavy ankle. She turned around and saw that she was covered in blood, half of her neck was tilted, and Feiyan, who suddenly changed into colorful colors, was behind her, hugging her tightly. leg.
Is this a human or a ghost
Meng Fuyao is an evil ghost at this time, and he absolutely doesn't care about killing another ten thousand times, he just stomps on it.
Feiyan under him was suddenly powerful and violent, and with a violent drag, Meng Fuyao and Yunhen were pulled down by half of their body.
Meng Fuyao yelled angrily, her shoulders and elbows exposed to the ground pressed desperately against the ground, she leaned forward, her center of gravity instantly shifted to her upper body, she abruptly pulled her body up, crossed the grave, she felt the weight of her feet, and even pulled Feiyan out.
It was only when he was firmly on the ground that he felt severe pain between his shoulders and elbows at the same time. At that moment, he wrestled with too much force and happened to hit the gravel, causing his shoulders and elbows to crack.
Meng Fuyao didn't have time to go to the pain right now, she hugged Yunhen and was about to run wildly, but she dragged the world's heaviest spinning top under her feet. Injected into her body, the body of the great witch is the most yin because of the long-term contact with the soul body. He died in an instant but did not die. He exhausted the power of the seven souls he had cultivated for a long time, and only remembered the last obsession in this life-killing Meng Meng. Soaring!
She was dragged under Meng Fuyao's feet, whistling and entwined with Meng Fuyao, poisonous flames erupted all over Meng Fuyao's body as she passed, Meng Fuyao vigorously threw her away, leaving the cloud traces behind and rolled on the ground. Zhu Yunhen continued to run, and then Feiyan rushed up again, so he kicked, rolled, threw, and hugged again, endlessly, endlessly.
A weird battle to the death that no longer has the demeanor of a master or a great witch, scrambling in muddy water!
From the west of the island to the east of the island, from the cemetery to the village to the shore, on the miles-long journey, the dust rolled and crashed loudly, and there were houses that were knocked down, animals that were trampled to death, and graves that were knocked down and kicked. The flying trees are full of smoke and dust and scattered stone chips. The road for several miles is full of bloodstains from the struggle of two people, and the bloodstains along the way are shocking and long!
Feiyan no longer feels pain, no matter what kind of injury he suffers, he can continue to drag the broken bones and viscera to move forward, he has truly become a maggot attached to the bone, but Meng Fuyao is still a physical body, he has already been injured, and he keeps moving forward all the way. Getting rid of her, constantly fighting against the poisonous fire, and constantly letting go of Yunhen to prevent him from being harmed by the poisonous fire, and then snatching him back after throwing away Feiyan, the energy consumed and the injuries suffered are beyond count. The few miles is really the most difficult journey in her life so far.
When she was about to get close to the beach, she felt her heart beating profusely and she was sweating profusely, her eyes turned black, and her whole body was trembling with strength.
Feiyan laughed loudly behind her, her voice was no longer that of a man and a woman, it was all a woman's voice, but it was thick or thin or pleasant or hoarse, just like the colorful lights on her body collided and changed, faint and flickering endlessly.
"You... die with me!"
"I am... I am the strongest witch in the world, and I am Shen Kong!"
"There is no... person that the great witch can't kill..."
Panting for breath, Meng Fuyao kicked her away again, and exhausted his last strength, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
This time I fell down but didn't feel any hard pain. I was stunned to see that there was a soft sandy beach under me, and I was overjoyed that I was at the beach!
Hurry up to hold Yunhen tightly, lest he be submerged by the tide, when he looked up and saw the big boat in sight, he stopped on the shore, staggered up hurriedly, handed Yunhen out, and shouted: "Tiecheng—Yao Xun—get off the board!" —”
Suddenly felt a pain in her leg, turned around and saw that Feiyan's sharp teeth had bitten into her calf, the blood dripped down, staining the beach instantly turned red, but she couldn't care less about giving her a slap, dragging She continued to crawl forward, letting the scars and cracked skin pull out a long bloody ditch, and only desperately pushed Yun Hen's body towards the direction of the boat, shouting: "Hurry up—"
There was no movement on the big boat, a man in green shirt looked over calmly from afar.
Meng Fuyao couldn't remember when there was a man in green shirt on board his boat, he fixed his eyes on it and thought it looked familiar, and when he thought about it again, he felt a thud in his heart.
Isn't it the man in the Tiancheng Palace who feeds the blood of King Kong? Isn't it the man sitting cross-legged in the secret room of the ancient tomb in the Changhan Mountains
Although she feels younger, she has always been deeply impressed by this person who has only met twice. She has never seen that strange, wild and evil contradictory temperament in anyone except this person!
Meng Fuyao's eyes darkened, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted "I am dead!", thinking that this time and Yun Hen would both be buried on the beach, he felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly woke up again.
Like lightning, like a sudden inspiration, she suddenly felt the man's eyes in an instant.
Coldness, indifference, ridicule, ruthlessness, and a hint of hostility and surprise... Hostility... Hostility to whom? That man who looked very powerful at first glance, now that he is like a dead dog, he is not worthy of being hostile.
Only people of the same kind can be hostile...
Feiyan behind him raised his head, opened his bloody mouth, and laughed loudly: "I am... I am the strongest witch in the world..."
Suddenly Meng Fuyao rolled away, and his voice spread far away on the sea: "No! You are not!"
Feiyan was startled for a moment, Meng Fuyao tried her best to point to the man in green shirt who was idly looking down on the boat: "He's the one!" Then she rolled and scrambled, and ran desperately towards the big boat.
Feiyan suddenly turned her head, her eyes were full of blood, she couldn't see the people on the opposite boat clearly, and there was only a single line of reaction in her chaotic consciousness, she continued to chase after subconsciously, and shouted: "I! Witchcraft is invincible!"
Tie Cheng rushed over, no matter how the man in green shirt reacted, he immediately shouted: "Get off the board, get down on the board!"
The witch god held his hand, but he didn't stop him. He kept staring at the colorful light on Feiyan's body, and was a little displeased in surprise.
... After decades of not coming back, there is someone who knows the seven souls! still so young...
The Lord Witch God, who has always been supreme, invincible, flattering and aggressive, his eyes are becoming more and more sinister...
The board was put down, the rope was thrown down, Meng Fuyao fastened the cloud trace, while tying it, he raised his elbow and blasted back the Feiyan who rushed up, under one elbow, the previously cracked bone was further cracked by three parts.
It was very easy to tie the cloud trace, Meng Fuyao pulled the knot to death with his own body, Feiyan scratched it with his paw behind him, Meng Fuyao shook his hand, and nearly dropped the cloud trace.
Thanks to Yao Xun Tiecheng's quick response, he hastily hoisted and reached out his hand to rescue Yunhen.
As Yunhen sent it up, Meng Fuyao let out the breath hanging in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had lost all strength.
Her fingers were shaking all the time due to lack of strength, every movement seemed to be spurting blood, her heart was beating violently like a galloping horse, and her heart might burst out at any moment, Meng Fuyao knew in her heart that if she didn't give herself a rest, she would really die from exhaustion .
However, there is still no chance to rest.
Behind him, Feiyan was also climbing up the steps, grabbing her heels tightly, Meng Fuyao had no strength to shake her off, just climbed up by himself, Tie Cheng threw down the rope again, but she didn't have the strength to fasten it, Tie Cheng was one He was about to jump down, but the witch god waved his sleeves, hit the iron wall as if hitting a wall, and fell backwards.
But Meng Fuyao couldn't move anymore.
She collapsed in the middle of the board, and suddenly stopped moving, and stopped trying to climb up.
She stopped still, but Feiyan was stunned for a moment, and then heard her clearly say: "I admit it... you are really the strongest witch in the world, there is no one before or after, and no one in the world... can match."
She collapsed in the middle of the board, spread her hands, and said calmly: "Come and kill me, I will be worth it if I die at the hands of the number one witch in the world!"
"Gege!" Feiyan screamed excitedly, dragging blood from broken bones and the messy organs beaten out by Meng Fuyao, and jumped up suddenly.
She jumped up and flew up dripping with thick blood, not like a human but like a soul, oh no, Qimo.
Out of a smear of colorful blood, sharp claws that don't resemble a human form protruded, and they went straight to Meng Fuyao's heart, with such strength, heart-digging!
"Hey!"
A heart rushed out, round and bright red rolling in mid-air, like a heart of seven treasures glazed under the rising sun.
Colorful hearts.
A vivid heart surrounded by colorful demon lights.
That heart is suspended in mid-air, neither sinking nor flying, and above the heart, a man in blue shirt with a good manner, gently pressing his hand in the void, the colorful light under his palm is lingering, and it is very obedient between his fingers. Fly around.
He looked at the colorful light with satisfaction, and said lightly: "Well, very good, it's still a pure Seven Soul Dafa, but compared with mine, it's far behind."
Feiyan is still in the air.
There was a big hole in her chest, and the spirit in the hole had fallen into someone else's hands and was playing like a ball. She stared straight at the witch god. At the last moment, the colorful ghosts were collected, the chaos was gone, and she completely recovered herself.
Then she recognized who was playing with her heart in front of her.
"Grandpa..."
Feiyan's throat rattled, and she was about to spit out a word but couldn't spit it out. The blood in her throat suddenly burst out at this moment, blocking all her words and her last life.
"Yes," the witch god cast a sidelong glance at her, looking up at the sky, "Your master is the real number one witch in the world."
Those eyes flicked across the blood-soaked woman in front of her, and she didn't even bother to take another look.
Feiyan stared at him for a long while, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
No one knew what she was mocking at the last moment, maybe she was mocking Feitian, the witch god who killed her granddaughter with his own hands, maybe she was mocking the fate of playing with the world, maybe she was just mocking herself.
Giving up his youth, voice, and even his life, after ten years of difficult planning, he got that person back, and in exchange for him to calmly put his hand into her chest, just to proclaim that he is number one in the world.
The world is ridiculous, but it ends here.
She finally opened her eyes, and saw that the blue sky was like silk, translucent and bright, and the blue sea below her was also of the same color. The sunlight seemed to be shining from beyond the sky, revealing a piece of crystal-like transparent blue.
Like a huge illusory beautiful saponin bubble.
Life is such a huge void, broken in an instant.
It's just... a saponin bubble.
"thump."
There was a muffled sound on the beach, and one of the most powerful women in the world fell down. She was worshiped by the world during her lifetime, and she watched the world, and her name was divine.
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Meng Fuyao was still lying on the board, like a dead dog.
Uncle Wushen leaned against the side of the boat and looked down at her: "Hey, boy, do you want me to rescue you?"
Meng Fuyao hugged the board, panting and said: "Don't... don't save me, I am your... strong enemy, if you save you, you will be finished..."
Uncle Di Feitian's eyes flashed, he looked at her amusedly, and said, "You are a fierce general... but I like it."
He waved his sleeves, pulled Meng Fuyao up, threw him on the deck, and said: "From now on, this boat belongs to my master, if you are obedient, I will not make things difficult for you, if you are disobedient, I have to ask King Kong to eat raw meat."
King Kong yelled: "I don't eat human flesh!"
Di Feitian tightened his fingers, and Uncle King Kong was dying in the hands of Uncle Wushen, quacking: "Eat... eat..."
Di Feitian turned his gaze, smiling gracefully, "Huh?"
"Don't force...your Master King Kong is reluctant to eat human flesh." Meng Fuyao sighed, pointing to the very well-behaved Nine Tails who had been huddling in a corner and now smiling obsequiously at Di Feitian, "Here... there is a ready-made one."
Di Feitian glanced at the violently wagging nine tails and dismissed them: "I have no character." Instead, he took a closer look at Master Yuan Bao, who was fighting with his death to resolutely resist the ravages of Vajra just now, "This is not bad, I'll play with it."
He held Master Yuan Bao in one hand, and Shi Shiran stepped on Meng Fuyao. Meng Fuyao looked sadly at Master Yuan Bao who was silently begging for help with his eyes—baby, hold on, when your master recovers, he will definitely knock you down and destroy you. free…
"Oh, that's right." When Di Feitian was about to enter the cabin, he remembered something and turned around and said, "I don't eat fish, I don't eat vegetables, I don't drink pure water, I can't cook meat with spicy food, and I can't cook soup without spicy food. , I don’t like noise, but I also don’t like the silence at all. Sleeping bedding must be washed and dried every day. It must be made of cotton. Silk is not allowed. I don’t like black. You can change your depressing clothes later. There can be women, but beautiful women are an exception."
Meng Fuyao said weakly: "There is a cook on board, she is not beautiful, but she is good at cooking, she is good at cooking non-spicy meat and spicy soup, other than that, no one can solve this important problem - do you want to throw it into the sea?" ?”
Di Feitian thought about it carefully, and said very generously: "Then keep it, but don't appear in front of me."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Since I'm on the boat now, I won't mention one more request, but when you land on the shore, you have to remember to find women for me, ten per day, and if you're pretty, then five." One, if the beauty is beautiful, then three, if the country is beautiful, one will be enough."
With his sleeves fluttering, he entered the cabin gracefully. Meng Fuyao sighed, got up dripping with muddy water, and rushed to Yun Hen's side to see his injuries. He was afraid that he would fight Feiyan all the way just now and throw him back and forth before picking him up again. The breath that was picked up was finally tossed away, but fortunately, although the breath was so subtle that it could be ignored, it was still there.
Meng Fuyao checked carefully, and found that the reason why Yun Hen was not dead was that on the one hand, he hadn't pointed his heart at the seven-colored demon fire, and on the other hand, he didn't seem to be pierced by the demon light.
Maybe it was Meng Fuyao who rushed out in time so that he could get out of the way in time, maybe it was Feiyan who was pushed away by the man in shame and annoyance, in any case, this is really a blessing in misfortune, otherwise Meng Fuyao would have died in exchange for his own life. Can't save him.
But now there is only one breath left, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a dead person, his face is pale, his teeth are clenched, and his breath is ethereal, and he can't breathe if he doesn't look carefully.
However, Meng Fuyao already felt that he was overjoyed, so he hurriedly ordered Yao Xun to bring all his odds and ends, Jiao Wang Neidan, Zongyue's medicine, all kinds of rare medicines received by the leaders of various countries, Meng Fuyao I didn't bring anything else when I went out to sea, I prepared a lot of medicines, and finally caught Jiuwei and forced it to spit out a quarter of the inner alchemy - Lei Dong forced it once last time, and gave the quarter to Meng Fuyao That's why Meng Fuyao was not afraid of Feiyan's snake Gu in the Rakshasa moon night.
All things were carefully studied by Meng Fuyao, and after making sure that they did not conflict with each other, he poured it down to Yun Hen with ardent hope. It took a lot of effort to open his jaw, looked at his open mouth, let out a short "ah", and his eyes were red again.
His mouth was full of blood, and a large piece of the tip of his tongue had been bitten off. In order to resist the intense pain at that moment, Yun Hen almost bit off his tongue.
Meng Fuyao walked through the seven-colored monster light by herself, and knew the great pain that the thing was wearing, and with her protection like Hunyuan Zhenqi, every time the thing passed by, it left countless deep scars on her body, not to mention When the chest is covered with the cloud trace of the origin of the demon light
She thought about the moment before she left, his face was pale but his words were clear, his movements to force her to leave were smooth and firm, from the beginning to the end there was no sign of pain that almost bit his tongue, let alone the weakness of a serious injury, how much perseverance he would have to pay , to be able to stabilize her expression at that moment, so that she can make up her mind to leave
Meng Fuyao looked up at the sky, pursed his lips, sniffed his nose, and took a long time to forcefully down the medicine. However, as soon as it went down his throat, he was immediately rolled up by blood and spit it out again. His body, which was seriously injured and was about to die, instinctively resisted anything.
Meng Fuyao couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and they fell like rain on the deck. She stared at the cloud marks for a while, then suddenly bent down, and put her lips together.
She resolutely, without caring about it, used the teeth and the tip of her tongue to send back the medicine that Yunhen kept pushing up.
Lips and teeth meet, but there is absolutely no romance or charm, only the slightly sweet breath of blood and the salty tears of tears are intertwined soundlessly. Her lips are on his lips, which are generally cold, and the lips are slowly slid down. Soaked in tears, bitter and sour.
She couldn't help choking up and muttering: "Please... please eat... eat..."
As if feeling her tears, as if hearing her whispers and pleadings, and as if being shaken by the softness of the woman on her lips that she had dreamed of all her life but never expected, Yun Hen suddenly trembled slightly, and had a spontaneous swallowing reaction.
Immediately, the medicine pushed into his mouth was swallowed smoothly.
Meng Fuyao stared at him nervously, afraid of being spit out again, but Yunhen was quiet, as before, obeying all her requests.
She wanted him to live, and he struggled to live.
Meng Fuyao clasped his hands together, let out a long breath, limp in the muddy water on the deck, and suddenly lost all his strength.
She fell beside Yun Hen, Tie Cheng Yao Xun, who refused to come to pull her, turned her head to look at Yun Hen and smiled while taking medicine in a mess.
Under the sky, in the bright sunshine, on the muddy deck, lay men and women covered in bruises. The man was as pale as death, while the woman looked up quietly, her bruises and purple clothes were all in pieces. It looked like a dying mangy dog. Not as good, but smiling brightly, contentedly, and happily.
But at this moment, the storm suddenly calmed down, and the years were quiet.
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Soon Meng Fuyao couldn't laugh anymore.
Reason 1: Uncle Di Feitian is really tormenting people. This person seems to be born to test others' endurance and resistance to abuse. His character is very ecstasy and challenges human imagination. The tsundere shou and the loyal dog shou, the queen shou and the black-bellied shou, the ghost beast shou and the younger shou with great personal style are more multiple and challenging. He can talk to you about witches in a graceful manner for a quarter of an hour. Which kind of killing technique is the most elegant, and give you an elegant demonstration, and the next quarter of an hour, because of the non-cooperation of the demonstration objects (such as Nine Tails), you will be furious, and use offensive words without dirty words without interruption, continuous and comprehensive Greetings to the whole family of Kyuubi, until Kyuubi ran away, and deeply hated why its mother gave birth to this nasty thing that "as a strange beast but with a crooked nose and a slanted mouth, the parents must be married by inbreeding" (Witch God language)...
For example, he must go to bed early every day, and go to bed after dinner. When he sleeps, no one is allowed to make a sound, and he said that whoever makes a sound will be taken care of by the seven souls he took back from Feiyan, so everyone had to sit in the dark in silence. Everyone knows that the more you want to sleep, the more you can't fall asleep. When you finally fall asleep, the uncle wakes up—about one o'clock in the middle of the night. One booing for three thousand miles, and he still needs to practice his young girl's practice of cultivating Yang, so everyone doesn't have to sleep.
For example, he doesn't allow anyone to make a sound while eating, and he doesn't beat anyone who makes a sound, so he releases the colorful monster light for a walk, and no one can't help but shudder when they hear the scream that seems to come from hell. I have no appetite, but I have to make noises when I eat noodles. Uncle Di Feitian said that noodles should be sucked and sucked, and should be eaten heartily. There is no sound, it is not called eating noodles! The sound is not loud enough, it is still not called eating noodles! When eating noodles, the sound of ten people sucking out should be equivalent to the loudness of a loud drink! So every time he ate noodles, Meng Fuyao's ears buzzed, but the cook's noodles were very popular with Di Feitian, so he ordered them frequently, and within two days, Yao Xun's mouth became swollen... swollen.
Tough guy Tiecheng was unwilling to be humiliated, and he refused to eat noodles several times. Uncle Di Feitian was in a good mood. If you didn’t say anything, don’t eat it. When you are so hungry that the wind blows, you will involuntarily suck the noodles, and the noodles will naturally suck. up.
Meng Fuyao didn't mind being humiliated—she wanted to eat, and her injuries would heal quickly when she was full, and the lives of the whole ship needed her protection, and Han Xin still had the humiliation in his crotch, Meng Fuyao's sucking noodles was nothing.
His uncle is torturing people, so go to tossing, good women don't fight with men, not to mention that the ingot is still in his hands, if he is unhappy and crushes it to death, where is she going to pay another one to the eldest grandson Wuji
Her current thoughts are all on Yun Hen, which is the reason why she really can't laugh. Second—Yun Hen has not woken up, and she has exhausted the panacea in her hands. Apart from maintaining the breath in his chest, it seems that there is no harm to him. For any improvement, Meng Fuyao spared no effort to expend his own power to try to heal his injuries, but witchcraft's injuries are different from ordinary internal and external injuries, and the harm to people seems to go deep into the soul. Even if she has the world's best medicine in her hand, it cannot make Yun Scar opened his eyes.
Seeing that although he was not dead, he was getting weaker day by day, Meng Fuyao was very anxious. She knew very well the severity of witchcraft injuries, and her eyes still couldn't see clearly! If it drags on like this, the breath that was so easy to leave behind will dissipate.
She wanted to go back to Zongyue, but Lord Di Feitian was going to Qiongcang, saying that before Guixi, he planned to kill King Gun and go to Qiongtian to challenge the Evergreen Temple. What the hell, dare to be called a god? He is the god of witchcraft, one mountain cannot have two tigers, and five continents cannot have two gods!
This day, Meng Fuyao was sighing again, trying to infuse Yunhen with true energy to heal his wounds, when a shadow suddenly floated outside the window, Uncle Di Feitian's voice came over coolly: "It's useless."
Meng Fuyao withdrew his hand and turned to look at him.
There should be a way to deal with this immortal guy, but the coldness shown by this person after a few days of getting along with him made her even lose the strength to speak.
Sure enough, Di Feitian said: "Why are you looking at me? I'm very busy, so I don't have time to pay attention to these things."
Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking that you are very busy, busy practicing your young girl's yanggong all day long, last time you said that you can put an ingot on the baby and you can put it in the sea to catch sharks...
"I'm in a bad mood." Di Feitian said sadly, "Heroes are useless, and I haven't had a woman for a long time."
Meng Fuyao twitched her lips—it seems that you said that before you boarded the boat, that is, a few days ago, the ten daughters of the imperial court just passed by...
"Find me a beauty who suits my wishes, and I'll treat him for you." Di Feitian glanced at her and pointed at Yunhen, "Otherwise, just wait for him to slowly lose his breath in front of you. ... I can assure you that it is cruel, even more cruel than him dying in front of you."
Meng Fuyao lowered her eyes... Needless to say, I understand that kind of cruelty.
Di Feitian's big sleeve fluttered out, and Meng Fuyao sat in front of Yunhen in a daze. The waves were calm and the sky was cold. There are traces of clouds, and the breath floats faintly, if there is nothing.
Meng Fuyao stared at him, and slowly put his finger under his nose for a long time, feeling that tiny breathing, like a gossamer, being slowly stretched, stretched... Maybe one day, it will be stretched to the limit like this, silently Broken, shattered between heaven and earth.
The moonlight is cold, so, cold.
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After resting for two days, the stormy season in the impermanent sea valley passed, and the big ship moved forward. Meng Fuyao figured that after crossing the sea valley, there would be the sky and the sky. When the time came, he would dock wherever he wanted. The first thing he did when he went ashore was to find a woman. To find the most beautiful oiran, he insisted on letting Uncle Di Feitian use force as a hero, and feel comfortable physically and mentally, so as to achieve the effect of being willing to save people.
She counted the time, as long as Haigu passed smoothly, she should have time to find the woman before the cloud trace's aura dissipated.
The big ship moved forward steadily, breaking the waves all the way, and sailing at an extremely fast speed. Meng Fuyao sat in the cabin beside Yunhen, who was breathing faintly. Meng Fuyao raised her hand and gently touched her face. Even the man's expression and gait are learned vividly, the pierced ears have been treated, and a fake Adam's apple has been made, but she knows what kind of face is under the mask without looking.
Beauty... In fact, there is still a beauty, ready-made... Does God know
Yunhen... I'm sorry... Forgive me for being selfish... I want to wait for the last hope... Please, hold on for a few more days...
The hull suddenly shook.
As if hit something!
A storm is coming
Shocked, Meng Fuyao rushed out, and when he looked up, he saw a clear sky and no storm at all, but the boat seemed to be leaning a little bit. Meng Fuyao rushed to the side of the boat, but he couldn't see the clue for a while, but felt that the boat seemed to be drafted deeper some.
She was at a loss here, but the experienced sailors hired by the huge sums of money on the ship were in a mess, their feet slamming on the deck, and some people quickly went down to check, and after a while they rushed up and shouted: "Oops, Passive hands and feet!"
"Someone moved the bottom of the boat!"
"Find a way to block it!"
"It can't be blocked, the tenons have been washed down by the water! The longitudinal bones of the ship's bottom have also been destroyed!"
"It will sink soon!"
"Jump ship and escape!"
"This is the sea valley, the deepest place in the water, there is no life in jumping!" Someone's voice was already crying.
Meng Fuyao felt a chill in his heart, knowing that when he was not around that night, the group of Qiongcang people guarding the island who were proficient in water skills must have secretly entered the water and tampered with the bottom of the boat. The 30-meter-long boat must have been fine at first, but when it sailed to the sea valley, it was about to flood, and it was clear that the crew on this boat would be killed.
I thought the basement on the island was already the location of the absolute domain, but I didn't want to have another level!
There was a doomsday scene on the deck, and the sailors fled in panic. As the ship gradually began to tilt, people's sense of panic became stronger. Seeing Meng Fuyao's great reward, and seeing that the weather was fine and there was no wind and waves, he took the risk of taking this trip. Now the boat started to sink for no reason, and fear immediately took over. They were all experienced sailors, so they panicked for a while, and the boat followed Meng Fuyao's guards all pressed down together, but they couldn't stop the chaos.
"What the hell!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout of spring thunder, which made everyone's eardrums buzz, and when they looked back in panic, they saw Meng Fuyao straddling the side of the boat with one foot on the side of the boat.