In one fell swoop, Shi Xiao, who was about to fall into the Mo River, was hooked back.
But this ruthlessness was really bad. It wasn't until Shi Xiao's head was stuck upside down that he was about to fall into the Mo River, that he took action to hook Shi Xiao back up and put him back on the boat.
Shi Xiao's face, which was always simple and honest and glowed with plateau red, was now pale, and he was obviously still in the panic just now.
By the time Shi Xiao returned to the ship, it was only two seconds from the moment he fell.
After two seconds, everyone came back to their senses.
Shi Da also understood the meaning of what Miss Tenth said quietly just now.
At this time, I was shocked to realize what I had said before. It would take two sticks of incense for the ship to reach the other side, but now it didn't even take half a stick of incense. I was shocked. No matter how I looked at it, I thought it was strange.
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The boatman didn't speak. Although his sight was blocked by the bamboo hat, Rong Xiyue still felt those lifeless eyes staring at her.
That extremely purposeful gaze was directed towards him, and his meaning was very clear.
Want to kill yourself.
Rong Xiyue was confused. Isn't she, Rong Xiyue, a complete loser in Canglan Continent? Why would anyone want to kill her?
I remember that when I traveled through time, I was at a remote hot spring. She was obviously killed by someone. If Rong Xiyue hadn't been killed in this life, she wouldn't have come through such a bizarre time travel.
But, who wants to kill this good-for-nothing like her?
The boatman's hand turned slightly, and the big cattail leaf fan in his hand suddenly turned into a weapon with a thousand steel wires on the front and a stick on the back.
Just looking at it, I can't imagine how the steel wire on the weapon would react if it penetrated a person's body.
Not only that, the weapon began to be wrapped with black threads, like mist, surrounding the weapon and the boatman.
Rong Xiyue didn't know what it was, she just felt that the black stockings were extremely uncomfortable to look at.
She glanced at Shi Da beside her,
Shi Da shouted to the boatman,
"Oh my God! Necromancer!"
Shi Da's voice was full of disbelief.
Necromancer?
Hearing this name, some information suddenly came to Rong Xiyue's head.
Necromancers are martial arts or spiritual masters who only have one soul and one soul. Strictly speaking, they are already dead and do not even have a complete soul. They only have one soul and one soul, so they are trained by some thoughtful people to become necromancers.
The Necromancer only has the master who trained him in his heart, and their appearance is usually accompanied by killing and bloodshed.
As soon as Shi Da finished speaking, he saw the undead master on the opposite side swung his weapon and drew a big black circle in front of Rong Xiyue and the others. Then he crossed his hands as if he was reciting some spell, and the black power continued to flow from it.
The surroundings started to wrap around.
The force was too strong, causing the boatman's hat to lift open.
Rong Xiyue suddenly saw the pale and bluish face of the necromancer, as well as the black lips and sunken cheeks. At first glance, he looked like a zombie in the zombie movies he watched when he was a child.
One soul at a time... being controlled by others... At best, he is a necromancer with some consciousness; at worst, he is a zombie!
As soon as Rong Xiyue had this realization in her mind, she frowned.
How could such ugly, ugly, and disgusting things be allowed to exist in front of you!