"Walk!"
After spreading the lime, Luo Qingzhou, without any hesitation, immediately pulled Nangong Meijiao behind him, turned around and ran to the other side of the pleasure boat.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew behind me.
Danger is coming!
The old man, who possessed the strength of a great martial artist, had strong winds swirling around him. He simply ignored the lime powder that was scattered all over the sky, and with a "whoosh" he caught up with them and punched them on the back!
The terrifying fist force came over in an instant!
The two had no way to avoid it.
Luo Qingzhou threw Nangong Meijiao forward with force, then turned around and punched him.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, he was knocked flying and fell heavily into Nangong Meijiao's arms.
The two of them rolled out together.
The old man was about to take the opportunity to pounce on the two men, but the long whip in Nangong Meijiao's hand suddenly turned into a poisonous snake and leaped towards him with a "whoosh". The whip shook, and dense barbs suddenly shot out, like flying knives, spinning rapidly and whistling towards his face and chest!
The old man stopped and gently drew his right hand across his chest. A shield condensed from strong winds instantly appeared, easily blocking those sharp hooks.
But when he looked forward, the two people who had just been lying on the ground had disappeared.
The old man snorted coldly, and with a flash of his figure, he chased after him.
"Slurp!"
Unexpectedly, just as he reached the corner, a lot of oil suddenly appeared on the floor. Because he was running too fast, he was caught off guard, his feet suddenly slipped, and he fell down directly.
Fortunately, he had a high level of cultivation, and he slapped the ground with his hands and bounced up again.
"Bang!"
Suddenly there was a sound of a window breaking in front.
Luo Qingzhou took Nangong Meijiao and broke into a room in the cabin through the window.
The old man's robes fluttered and strong winds swirled rapidly around him, like a shield, protecting him in the center.
He immediately chased after him, then jumped through the window and punched inside to prevent a sneak attack.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he jumped into the room, he suddenly realized something was wrong!
A layer of white powder was floating in the entire room.
There was a sudden flash of flame at the door.
Before he could react, there was a loud "bang" and the entire pleasure boat shook violently.
In the narrow room, a huge fireball suddenly exploded, and the terrible flames instantly swallowed him up.
Luo Qingzhou and Nangong Meijiao, who had just run a short distance from the room, were suddenly blown away by the surging air wave and fell to the ground in a mess.
Nangong Meijiao got up from the ground, turned around and looked, her face full of shock and disbelief.
This guy just threw in a few bags of flour, and it seemed that he also threw a fire starter in at the end. How could it produce such a great power
Just as she was about to ask, a figure suddenly rushed out from the sea of fire and pounced towards the two of them with a roar!
Thanks to his strong defense, the old man did not suffer serious injuries, but his hair, eyebrows and clothes were all burned clean by the burning flames. His whole body was charred, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell. His appearance was extremely hideous and terrifying.
"Slurp!"
Just as he rushed forward, he suddenly stepped on the oil on the floor. With a "bang", he fell to the ground.
Luo Qingzhou pulled Nangong Meijiao up and ran away.
His other arm had been knocked numb from the shock when he had just exchanged punches with the old man.
His defense and strength were already very strong, but he was almost vulnerable to the fist of the great martial artist.
So he must never confront the other party head-on again.
At this time, other killers also chased in.
The two men were wearing masks and were running back and forth in the cabin and the corridor outside the cabin, throwing lime powder mixed with drugs.
Soon, the killers chasing behind began to feel dizzy and weak all over.
"There's poison in the lime!"
Someone reacted and just as he shouted, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.
Luo Qingzhou pulled Nangong Meijiao around the entire pleasure boat. When they were about to find a safe lake to jump into, there was a loud bang behind them, and wood chips flew everywhere. The old martial artist broke through the wall and punched the two of them.
The long whip in Nangong Meijiao's hand suddenly turned into a black shield, blocking the two of them.
But the power of the old man's fist was too terrifying!
"boom!"
The whip shield was instantly shattered, and then the two of them were blown away by the blast of the punch, falling heavily on the corridor not far away.
The blood in the two men's bodies surged, and they spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. Their vision went black, and they struggled for a few times, but were unable to stand up from the ground.
They simply could not resist the great martial artist's full-strength attack.
The old man's body was charred black, his eyes were wide open, and he took out a robe from his storage ring. He put it on and walked towards the two men with a ferocious face.
As he walked, he glanced at the ground.
He didn't dare run anymore.
At this time, the girl named Zhang Yan'er, surrounded by several guards, walked over from the other side of the corridor with murderous intent.
"Run, you bastards! Keep running!"
Zhang Yaner gnashed her teeth, her young face full of resentment: "Grandpa, I want this couple to be torn into pieces and thrown into the lake to feed the fish!"
Nangong Meijiao sat up from the ground, leaned on the railing at the back, looked at her and said, "Zhang Yan'er, aren't you afraid that your Zhang family will be exterminated?"
Zhang Yaner laughed crazily: "All of these are the assassins raised by my Zhang family. There is no one else in the West Lake. Even if I kill you, who will know? Nangong Meijiao, you caused me to lose my position as the imperial concubine, caused me to be hated by the emperor and the queen mother, and caused all the hard work of my Zhang family to go to waste. Even if I die, I will never let you go!"
After saying that, he took out a dagger and said through gritted teeth: "Grandpa, I will cut off her head myself!"
The old man put on his clothes, looked at her, clenched his fists, and walked towards the two people with a strong wind around him. He said in a deep voice: "Yan'er, I will only help you this time. If you make trouble again next time, I will not help you again. My Zhang family has been standing until now, and I don't want it to be destroyed in your hands."
Zhang Yan'er gave him a stern look, then suddenly smiled brightly, "Grandpa, don't worry. After Yan'er has avenged herself, she won't mess around anymore. From now on, Yan'er will serve you wholeheartedly and be your cultivation cauldron."
The old man's face changed, he looked at her, said nothing more, and a storm began to gather quickly on his fist.
"Don't come out yet!"
At this moment, Luo Qingzhou suddenly shouted.
“Swish!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flew out from the lake below, instantly wrapped around the old man's neck, and with a "whoosh", it swept him away, and he fell into the lake below, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
This scene happened in a flash, so fast that almost no one could react!
In the blink of an eye, the old martial artist who was accumulating strength to punch had disappeared!
There was silence for a moment on the pleasure boat.
Then Zhang Yan'er's face changed drastically. She leaned over the railing and looked down, shouting, "Grandpa!"
"Miss, be careful!"
The guard standing behind her suddenly shouted.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly jumped up from where he was, pounced forward, and knocked several guards away with a punch. Then he grabbed Zhang Yan'er, grabbed her neck and lifted her up.
Zhang Yaner struggled and yelled, "You bastard, put me down now, I want..."
"Bang!"
Luo Qingzhou punched her in the chest, causing her chest to cave in, and the words in her mouth stopped abruptly.
Her eyes widened and blood gushed out of her mouth with a "wow".
Nangong Meijiao immediately said: "Chu Feiyang, leave her to me."
Luo Qingzhou raised his hand and threw it towards her, but at the moment of throwing it, he suddenly punched her again, and with a "bang", he directly smashed her heart!
Nangong Meijiao took her in her arms, and when she looked down, she saw that her entire chest had caved in. Her eyes widened and she died on the spot!
"boom!"
Luo Qingzhou rushed towards the guards again and killed them one by one with his punch.
Then he went to the pleasure boat to look for other people and killed them all.
"Card!"
At this moment, the entire pleasure boat was suddenly hit by something, and then broke in the middle, split into two, and fell down.
Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed a piece of wood, went over to pick up Nangong Meijiao, and jumped down.
"boom!"
At this moment, both halves of the houseboat suddenly fell over and quickly sank into the lake.
The two jumped and landed on the floating wooden board.
At this time, Aunt Mu was rowing a small boat and coming quickly.
The two killers who had just intercepted her on the boat had already jumped into the lake and disappeared.
The autumn rain is still falling heavily.
Above the lake, the mist was so thick that the shore was almost invisible.
Strands of blood floated up from the bottom of the lake, but soon disappeared.
The old martial artist and the other killers never surfaced again, as if they had all disappeared suddenly.
On the lake, only the broken wooden boards of the pleasure boat, colorful lights and so on were left.
“Whoosh!”
Luo Qingzhou hugged Nangong Meijiao and suddenly jumped onto the small boat rowed by Aunt Mu.
Aunt Mu turned pale and hurried over to ask, "Miss, are you hurt?"
Nangong Meijiao covered her chest, said nothing, and took off the white tiger mask on her face.
Luo Qingzhou also took off his mask and lay down tiredly beside him, letting the rain fall on his cheeks, his chest heaving violently.
Although the arm was reattached by itself, it still hurts.
There were also waves of severe pain in the ribs in my chest.
The great martial artist's attack created an explosive wave of energy that almost broke the two men's ribs.
Nangong Meijiao also lay beside him, covering her chest, looking at the rain in the sky, breathing softly.
When Aunt Mu saw this, she stopped disturbing them and immediately went to the stern to row the boat towards the shore.
After a while.
Nangong Meijiao turned her head and looked to the side, covering her chest and said, "Chu Feiyang, you hit me, it hurts."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the sky and ignored her.
Nangong Meijiao's cheeks were covered with rain, her hair was stuck to her face and lips, and her clothes were soaked. She lay there, looking both disheveled and seductive.
But Luo Qingzhou didn't even look at her.
Nangong Meijiao asked again: "Chu Feiyang, did you do this on purpose?"
Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes.
Nangong Meijiao stared at his rain-soaked face for a while, and suddenly asked, "What is that black shadow at the bottom of the lake? Did you raise it?"
Luo Qingzhou still didn't speak.
Nangong Meijiao asked again: "Male or female? I guess it's female, right?"
"Does it have legs?"
"I guess there must be, and probably a lot, right?"
Luo Qingzhou finally couldn't help but speak, still with his eyes closed: "Are you bored? Can you take a break?"
Nangong Meijiao didn't say anything else. After a pause, she stretched out her arms and hugged him.
Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and said, "Let go."
"No, if you have the guts, hit me and kill me."
Aunt Mu watched this scene at the stern and quickly increased the speed of the boat.
Nangong Meijiao suddenly said coldly: "Auntie Mu, if you continue to be so stupid, don't come out with me in the future."
Aunt Mu was stunned for a moment, then she reacted immediately and began to slow down, even picking up the bamboo pole and stopping rowing.
Nangong Meijiao was soaked in the rain, with her face tilted to the side, looking into his eyes, her lips curled up slightly: "Chu Feiyang, are you reluctant to hit me? You bumped me and made me swollen. Now it's unreasonable for you to not take responsibility for me, right? What do you think?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else. He looked up at the sky, facing the rain, and slowly closed his eyes.
Nangong Meijiao looked at him quietly and said nothing more.
The two of them just lay on the boat, basking in the drizzle, feeling each other's warmth, their own thoughts in their minds.
The boat was parked in the middle of the lake, swaying gently with the wind and waves.
The lake surface under the night sky was shrouded in mist and was pitch black.