"If you don't want to die, just grab me!" Miao Miao sweated her back and grasped one end of the mast. The mast sank suddenly. The big man hugged the other end, and the debris floating on the water surfaced his face. There were bloody holes.
Liu Fuyi sat on the canopy of the boat holding the injured Mu Yao, their clothes were soaked, and Mu Yao was shivering unconsciously. Liu Fuyi was anxious, curling his eyebrows and looking down: "Miaomiao, can you do it?"
"Can... do it ..." Miaomiao used the strength of breastfeeding, bumping the man in the water deep in the calf. Pulled to the side of the boat.
"Thank you, thank you woman!" The big man climbed up with hands and feet, and collapsed on the deck with tears and tears.
Miaomiao straddled his limp body and walked towards Liu Fuyi, and wiped the water off her face: "How far are we from the nearest shore? This boat won't last long..."
"Come on." Liu Fu Yi looked dignifiedly in front of him, and suddenly there was a moonlight on his face. Ling Miaomiao looked up, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moon appeared again.
There were dense and white bones everywhere, and the Nine Profound Demon Collection Tower in the sky was still rotating, and occasionally a few water ghosts were beaten to powder as soon as they appeared.
Wanjiang water ghost, the general situation is over.
"It's ashore, it's ashore..." The surviving man murmured, seeing the shadowy river bank from a distance, and chanting Amitabha Buddha straight in his mouth.
Miaomiao looked inside the cabin several times, and even the mice and crickets ran out, but there was no living person. She beat a drum in her heart: "Brother Liu, Mu Sheng, he is still inside... I'll go and see him."
"A Sheng didn't come out?" Mu Yao was shocked suddenly, as if thinking of something, her face lightened slightly, "He has something to do with him. Demon handle, I should be able to handle it."
Liu Fuyi put Mu Yao down and said warmly, "Sit down, I'll go and see."
Miao Miao twisted the water on her skirt and lifted her skirt to the base of her legs with both hands, quickly. The ground followed.
Liu Fuyi took two steps and stopped suddenly. Ling Miaomiao who followed behind was caught off guard and almost ran into it. He heard Liu Fuyi's voice buzzing: "Asheng?"
Mu Sheng had already walked out of the cabin by himself.
His appearance stunned everyone. Wherever the boy went, it seemed that even the river water was dyed blood.
His black hair was sticking to the side of his face wet, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were gray, but his eyes were dark, and his eyes looked like lightning that pierced the sky before a rainstorm. Miaomiao saw blood gurgling from the wound he had healed earlier, and the left cuff was also stained red with blood.
This is...
Even more exaggerated is that many water ghosts are not afraid to die behind Mu Sheng, scrambling to draw the blood from the water, making him seem to be surrounded by huge black clouds.
When Miao Miao saw this posture, she knew that Black Lotus must have suffered a lot. As long as he still has a trace of strength, he will never let so many locust-like monsters live behind him.
"Asheng...what's the matter?" Liu Fuyi immediately reached out to help, but he opened it fiercely, "Don't touch me."
He walked around the astonished Liu Fuyi, eyes full of uncontrollable hostility. His eyes hovered on Miao Miao's face for a moment, then raised his head and glanced at Mu Yao, which was very complicated.
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THE GUIDE TO CAPTURING A BLACK LOTUS
FantasyLing Miaomiao transmigrated into a novel. She became the cannon fodder girl No.3 and she still has to finish those extremely cliché missions?! It's already enough that she has to spoil the relationship between the original male and female lead, but...
