At the same time, Luo Jifeng also passed by like lightning, and the purple whip in his hand was as straight as a sword, stabbing Qiu Shuihan who was thrown into the air by Dongfang Dawn.
puff!
The tip of the purple gold whip directly penetrated Qiu Shuihan's body, and then withdrew suddenly.
Blood spurted out from the tip of the whip, shooting a bloody rainbow in the air.
Qiu Shuihan's body stayed in the air for a moment, then he pulled it and fell heavily toward the water surface.
There was a splash, and a splash of water rose up, fell into the river, and slowly sank.
Blood and water rise.
Dark red.
Tapping his toes on the broken wooden boards that had fallen on the ground, Luo Jifeng bounced back and landed on the deck, looking half-heartedly at the dawn in Ximen Yehan's arms.
"how is she?!"
There was no answer, Ximen Yehan just gently caressed the cool face of Dongfang Xiaoxiao in his arms.
"Dawn, wake up and tell me you're okay!"[
His voice was as gentle as water.
"Ha...cough..."
A weak sneer sounded.
The two people quickly turned their faces, and saw Qiu Shuihan's figure rising little by little at the bow of the ship, appearing in their eyes.
Under his body, there were icicles rising little by little, and it was the icicles that held him up.
Facing the moonlight, you can clearly see the blood in the icicles.