Ying Kui saw her hesitation, so he chased: "Don't you want to hear the news about Xi Zishi?"
Listening to Ying Kui's urging from the side, Tan Chenyue also saw that because of the damage to the sampan of the boat, the previous boat had drifted away.
Concerned about Xi Zishi's safety, Tan Shenyue had no choice but to agree: "...then, yes."
Standing on the bow of the boat, the moon sinks in the pond, the figure is elegant, the skirt is flying, and the true energy is ready to go.
In an instant, she gathered strength, and her whole body was filled with light, breaking through the mist.
"Qing Yujian·Yue Liuxin."
In an instant, clear light flashed, and all the power was like an emerald arrow, condensed in the palm of her hand. In the blink of an eye, the flowing light reflects the water waves, causing waves to spread out, letting out the fragrance like the stamens of a flower, without any reservation!
Ying Gu couldn't see the whole scene clearly as he lay on his stomach, but when he heard the name of this move, he felt secretly happy in his heart.
It is said that this is Tan Chenyue's ultimate move. If she releases it here, Lu Dingmo will definitely not survive.
Sure enough, there was a sudden boom and explosion in front, followed by large pieces of wood and tarpaulin flying into the sky, as dense as rain.
Yinggui struggled to get up and raised his head to look. Sure enough, Lu Dingmo's ship had exploded and shattered into a piece of floating debris on the water.
In this way, how can Lu Dingmo still survive?
At this time, Tan Chenyue had already turned around and walked back.
"As you can see. Tell me all the news you know about Xi Zishi." She said softly with a serious look on her face, softly and without losing integrity.
Ying Kui stared at her for a moment, thought about it, and finally told her all the news he knew.
After listening, Tan Chenyue's face turned pale and her lips trembled slightly, unable to hide her surprise.
"How, how could...?" She frowned, her eyes lowered hesitantly, "Zi Shi... was seriously injured?"
Ying Gu lowered his head with pretense of regret, but soon heard Tan Chenyue's anxious voice: "Why haven't I heard about this?"
Ying Gu shook his head and grinned bitterly: "You are not from Jiuche Xiaoying, why is it so strange?"
A melting crack appeared on Tan Chenyue's cold face, and it was the first time Yingkui saw her anxious look. I saw her stamping her feet back and forth on the deck, and the wooden boards made of clear water made a "tapping" sound.
"He should be fine...cough, there's no need for you to be anxious." Yingkui hesitated to persuade him, feeling that his trachea was extremely dry and hot.
However, Tan Chenyue did not look relaxed, but glanced down at him displeased.
"...Okay, I get it." Suddenly, she smoothed her hair and simply tied up the hair that hung naturally on the back of her head. She looked much more capable and had a different kind of charm.
"You..." Yinggui probably knew what she was planning to do, but still struggled to bow his upper body as a farewell to her.
The boat drifted quickly through the pass of the mountain gorge. At this moment, the vast river surface was extremely open.
Tan Chenyue no longer looked back at him, but looked at the shore that was not far away, gritted her teeth quietly, and suddenly jumped away.
Ying Kui only watched her fly lightly to the shore, riding on the undulating waves and leaving one after another, and then he couldn't see clearly.
He slowly lay down again, feeling hot all over his body, and his face twisted in pain.
However, I finally got rid of a piece of my heartache. Lu Dingmo is dead, and all his hard work has been worth it.
Finally, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he instantly felt unbearable pain all over his body. After several dizziness, he fainted.
The boat with the damaged sampan sailed away quickly, and the reflection of the mountain gorge returned to calm. And among the destroyed and floating ruins, the rolling waves slowly brought a weak figure among them to the beach.
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The shadow of the sun is getting higher and higher. In the city surrounded by mountains, on the top of the Tiger Tower, which foretells a bright future, the poisonous sunlight is refracted between the iron cones at the tip into eight-sided golden brilliance.
The smell of sand and dust billows, and looking from top to bottom, everything is filled with crisp yellow smoke. There are clusters of tents, large and small, with dense and winding hemp ropes on top, connecting the independent tent roofs into a giant net in the sand sea.
"This is the strength of Zhao Zui Mingbang." Standing on the tower where everyone was watching, Fu Yunge murmured softly.
Lang Chenyan squinted his eyes, looking at the dazzling color, his expression serious.
It was clearly visible that the camps below and in the open space were already surrounded by waiting Jiuche Xiaoying soldiers. They have different costumes, but they all have almost the same expression on their faces.
Even though the sunlight on the tower was dazzling, all of their fiery gazes were fixed on Lang Chenyan and the two of them.
All of them are waiting for an explanation from "Black Rain Swordsman".
Since this morning, they have not seen Sang Dao appear again. It was the Black Rain Swordsman who gathered them here, and he was always mysterious and stalling for time. I wonder what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd?
Time passes by minute by minute. Fu Yunge felt that he had dragged on enough, raised his eyes to look at the position of the sun, and finally nodded to Lang Chenyan sideways.
"Senior, let's begin." He whispered.
Lang Chenyan let out a soft "Hmm", took a deep breath, and then looked solemnly at the crowd below.
Sweeping solemn eyes from their faces, Lang Chenyan repeated it in his heart, and his dry lips opened slowly.
"...Everyone, listen quietly."
His voice was deep and resonant, full of vitality, and everyone under the tower could hear it clearly and all stared at him.
Seeing their shocked expressions, Lang Chenyan was stunned for a moment before continuing: "...I have something important to tell you now."
When Fu Yunge heard these words, he turned around and picked up a blood bag behind him and handed it to Lang Chenyan.
Lang Chenyan took it naturally, blood dripping down his wrist. After opening the bag three times, a familiar head was revealed.
With a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes, Lang Chenyan didn't want to take another look and threw the head down.
The crowd below saw something flying down, and then saw splashing blood, and they all shouted and screamed.
And when the head fell to the ground and someone among them saw the face above clearly, the bottom completely exploded.
Because, that is clearly... the head of the wandering soul!
The crowd surged up, and after gathering around to take a closer look, they all retreated in horror. The crowd at the back didn't have time to take a closer look, but when they heard the word of mouth from the people in front, fear spread instantly.
Fu Yunge and Lang Chenyan quietly looked at the unsurprising situation below without making a move.
The soldiers under Ren were surprised, frightened, and angry. They just watched calmly, with a calm look on their faces that had been rehearsed hundreds of times in their hearts.
The gate of the Tiger Tower has been tightly sealed. When some of the soldiers were angry and wanted to rush into the tower to fight with them, they were always in vain.
