The waves ahead were rough, and a large ship appeared and disappeared in the waves as high as the hills. Sometimes it fell into the bottom of the valley, and sometimes it was lifted up to the top of the waves.
It was a five-sailed ship like that of the Persian Ming Cult! The more Liu Meng looked at it, the more familiar it became, but now he had no other choice. If he could meet a big ship, it was already a blessing from God, so there was no way he could be picky!
"Charge over at full speed!" Liu Meng roared, his voice slightly changed. The boss of the boat's eyes were red, and he held the rudder firmly. The clipper fell down with difficulty, and then bumped in the undulating waves like a surfboard.
, drove away quickly.
The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and the sea was like an angry shrew, churning hysterically. Liu Meng grabbed Yang Bing's wrist, pulled her to his side, and shouted: "As soon as the ship approaches, we will go up and grab it!"
The sea surface was full of mountains and hills. The two ships were actually very close, but it was extremely difficult to get any closer. Suddenly a huge wave hit, and the keel of the clipper made a muffled sound. In the horrified eyes of everyone, the bow of the ship was high.
It tilted so high that the stern of the boat was driven straight into the water!
The boat broke! Everyone screamed in unison, hugging all the objects around them that could be fixed, and they were so scared that their minds were broken.
It's too late.
Liu Meng raised his eyes and looked at the big ship more than twenty feet away. He gritted his teeth and decided whether he would live or die. He put his arms around Yang Bing's delicate body and shouted: "Let's go!" He stepped forward fiercely and raised his toes.
The high-pitched bow of the ship soared into the sky like a petrel in a storm!
Like a sharp arrow, it first shoots straight into the air. When it has jumped more than five feet, it uses the upward force. Then it suddenly launches through the clouds, lifts up the body again, and continues to jump.
At this time, another huge wave came, and the peak of the peak was like a crash from the soles of Liu Meng's feet. The waves flew up and the water mist splashed. It was almost like a continuous heavy rain, covering the entire sky.
Yang Bing hugged Liu Meng's solid waist tightly. His beauty had already faded, and he couldn't help but scream loudly. He jumped again, a full three feet, Liu Meng's figure turned around, and glided diagonally with Yang Bing in his arms.
Falling.
Before he practiced the Jiuyin Zhenyue Jue, Liu Meng could only fly through the clouds four times even in the absence of wind. He could only glide for ten feet at most. Now how could the power of the Jiuyin Zhenyue Jue be increased?
Three times as much? Even though he was carrying someone with him, every time he took advantage of the wind and flew through the clouds, he slid out as much as five feet!
Seeing that the ship in front was within reach, he could not reach the side of the ship, and actually crashed into the hull. Liu Meng roared angrily, his face twisted, and he threw Yang Bing upwards in his arms.
Like a nimble swift, Yang Bing took advantage of the situation to turn over, grab the side of the ship with one hand, and at the same time stretched out her toes. Just in time for Liu Meng, who lost his balance and started to fall, to reach out and catch him!
After taking a breath, Liu Meng turned over and jumped onto the boat. Regardless of the violent shaking of the boat, he hugged Yang Bing, who was soaked all over. He hugged her tightly and raised his head to the sky with excitement.
Escape from death was so critical. I turned to look at the clipper, but I saw huge waves rolling into the sky. Not even a shadow could be seen.
If I had taken a step slower just now, or hesitated for even half a second, I might have been buried under the sea.
Liu Meng lowered his head and looked at Yang Bing in his arms. The two of them looked at each other, both fearful of escaping from death. Seeing her pretty face full of excitement, her thin lips pale and bloodless, so charming. Liu Meng couldn't help but be excited.
, lowered his head suddenly and kissed the cold lips.
The delicate body in her arms suddenly stiffened, as if she was even more nervous than the escape just now, and Yang Bing was dizzy for a while. It wasn't until the other party stuck out the tip of his tongue and ran it between his lips that he woke up. He quickly gathered his energy and kissed himself greedily. Liu Meng pushed him away, feeling ashamed and annoyed, his face flushed, and he said angrily: "How dare you take advantage of my sister!"
Liu Meng chuckled, and pulled Yang Bing into his arms. He lowered his head and stared at the other person's beautiful eyes, and said slightly domineeringly: "I just take it, so what?" After saying that, with lightning speed, he quickly Kissed the other person's forehead again.
Yang Bing naturally refused to comply, and twisted to break away from the embrace. Unexpectedly, their clothes were soaked. This twisting and rubbing made Liu Meng secretly excited, and the murderous weapon under his crotch actually raised its head.
She was startled by the heat in Liu Meng's eyes. Yang Bing was nearly twenty-eight years old. Although she had never experienced human affairs, how could she not understand it after practicing the Jade Girl's Mental Technique? At that moment, her heart was beating wildly and she quickly stopped struggling. Not daring to move anymore, he whispered with a red face: "Let me go quickly, let's see if there is anyone on the boat first."
Yes, this big ship belongs to the Persian Ming Cult. How come no one came out to check it?
The wind and rain were fierce outside, and the hull of the ship was rocked back and forth by the huge waves. Liu Meng immediately pulled Yang Bing and ran into the cabin in a few steps. However, he saw that the cabin was extremely dark, and there were corpses of Persian believers wearing white robes in the narrow passage from time to time.
I turned a corner and followed the sound of fighting. Behind the piles of corpses was a cabin with lights flickering and shouts and curses coming from time to time.
Did someone attack the Persian Ming Cult's ship? Or were they fighting among themselves?
Liu Meng strangely dodged in first and saw that the cabin was very spacious. There were many white-robed Persian believers sitting on the ground, but all of them looked sluggish, as if they had been seriously injured. Twelve seats were placed against the ring of the bulkhead. Only the third and eighth tables are empty, while the others are occupied.
In the middle, a beautiful woman in a purple shirt was holding a dragon-headed crutch and fighting with a black-haired woman in a white robe. Liu Meng took a closer look and saw that the lady in purple clothes was very agile. , is very skilled, and he was about to succeed several times, but was broken by the black-haired woman in white robe using strange tricks.
"Brother Liu!" A call full of surprise came from the side. Liu Meng felt that the voice, as clear as a silver bell, was extremely familiar. Looking at it in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but be startled. He saw that this girl was only twenty-eight years old, and her complexion was as fair as snow. , has a beautiful face with oval seeds, but there is a faint blue of sea water in her eyes.
Is this Xiao Zhao? The candlelight in the cabin flickered, and Liu Meng thought he had seen it wrong. He walked over in confusion and confirmed again that she was Xiao Zhao. "Xiao Zhao, why are you here? Are you injured?"
Xiao Zhao stood side by side with another girl, her face full of joy, and said: "I'm not injured, brother Liu, did you come with Mr. Zhang?" Liu Meng shook his head and said: "No, Wuji went to Huainan. "
Xiao Zhao's expression darkened, and he said urgently: "Brother Liu, this is my mother here. She is injured. Please help her quickly." Liu Meng looked around and saw that the person Xiao Zhao was referring to was the man in purple shirt. The beautiful woman couldn't help but be extremely confused. She thought: Purple-shirted Dragon King Dai Qisi has been walking in the disguise of Golden Flower Granny, how come she has returned to her original appearance now? Has she been exposed by the Persian Ming Cult? But why are she talking to Persia? If someone takes action, could it be that she killed all the dead bodies on the ship?
After taking a look at the black-haired woman in white robes who was fighting Dai Qisi, and seeing that she relied on a pair of black cards to save the day from danger many times, I already knew in my mind that this must be the Huiyue Messenger among the Three Envoys of Fengyun.
To be honest, Liu Meng disliked this purple-shirted Dragon King very much. He was ruthless, selfish and indifferent, with a peach-blossom face and a snake-like heart. She was the most annoying woman besides Ding Minjun in The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slaying.
But Xiao Zhao asked softly, but he couldn't bear to refuse her. Yang Bing happened to be following behind, and when he heard the words, he said: "This Persian cult is really abominable, I'm going to teach her a lesson." As he said that, the yellow shadow flashed, and the person rushed towards him.
When he arrived at the scene, he separated Dai Qisi's dragon-head crutch with his sword. He circled his left hand to avoid the Holy Fire Order and just caught the Hui Yue Shi's elbow joint. There was only a clicking sound and his elbow was pinched off.
What a sharp Nine Yin White Bone Claw! Liu Meng compared it secretly in his mind, knowing that if it weren't for his superb swordsmanship, he wouldn't have given her a chance to use it once he got the upper hand, and he might not be able to stop her claw. Suddenly, his heart
I was a little scared again. I had just forcibly kissed her on the deck outside. I really had no defense. If she pinched her like this...
While he was thinking wildly in his mind, the three people in the field had separated. Yang Bing's figure flashed and handed over the two Holy Fire Tokens, "Here, this weapon is quite strange. Here it is for you." Yang Bing saw Liu Meng holding the four weapons.
He carried both the Holy Fire Tokens with him, thinking that he knew the merits of this weapon, so he snatched these two tokens.
Xiao Zhao and another girl over there ran over, supported Dai Qisi, and chatted there in a low voice for a while. Then the girl picked up a scimitar from the ground, walked towards King Baoshu who was sitting on the chair, and cut one sword at a time.
Four people were killed in an instant.
"Stop!" Yang Bing was kind-hearted. Although he understood that the Persian aliens were not good people, he couldn't bear it when he saw the Persians who had no power to fight back being slaughtered like this. He immediately gave a sweet shout and ran over to kill the Persians.
The girl snatched the scimitar from her hand, then picked her up by the back of her neck and threw her away from a distance.
The girl rolled over and stood up. Instead of being grateful for the other party's mercy, she showed a fierce look in her eyes, like a beast that chooses people to devour. She stared at Yang Bing fiercely, as if she wanted to rush over and fight for her life.
Xiao Zhao shouted anxiously: "Sister Zhu'er, she is one of our own!" Dai Qisi looked at Liu Meng and said sternly: "Since you have a close relationship with the Ming Cult, you should know that these people cannot be retained, so why do you stop them?"
Liu Meng ignored Dai Qisi's questions and turned his attention to the girl with a swollen face. Xiao Zhao just called her Sister Zhu'er? Could it be that she is Yin Li?
After a moment of hesitation, Liu Meng called out: "Yin Li?" The girl suddenly looked back, her eyes full of panic. "Your grandfather Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, has unfortunately passed away. Why don't you go back and kowtow to him?"
Yin Li was stunned for a moment, his ugly face showed no expression at all, but his eyes became extremely stubborn, and he looked at Liu Meng silently.
"Your cousin Wuji has already told your father that he will no longer pursue your past mistakes and will rebuild your mother's grave. You should go home and stop practicing this vicious Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisonous Skills."
At this moment, Liu Meng's ears twitched and he heard three chi chi sounds coming through the air. He quickly stepped back to avoid the three golden flowers coming towards him.
Grandma Jinhua! This inhuman thing dares to plot against me!?
Liu Meng instantly became murderous, glaring at the beautiful face with creamy skin, almond eyes and peach cheeks, and shouted angrily: "Seeking death!" The figure flashed, the green sword light suddenly flashed, and Dai Qisi screamed, one of her left hands had already been
