Qingge swam hard on the deep sea, and the waves engulfed her petite figure. She slowly approached the tornado at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A hurricane strikes like a sandstorm on the sea, becoming increasingly dazzling.
The cold sea water soaked her clothes, and she had goosebumps all over her body. The chill was so cold that it shrunk the thousands of pores all over her body.
Qingge spit out the salty sea water and swam towards the tornado like a water snake, her wet white hair hanging down on her shoulders that looked like daggers.
The closer Qingge got, the more he saw that in the center of the tornado, there was a red figure, like a blood lotus slowly blooming under the loess of Nanming, charming and charming.
Qing Ge suddenly realized that the sea water was heavy, pressing down on her like a mountain.
He was dizzy, his head was hot, sea water flowed into Qingge's eyes, and green light surged under his pupils.
Under the deep sea, a ghost seemed to be calling her.
Qingge fell into the bottom of the sea. Through the undulating blue waves, she saw the dawn moon in the horizon, the rising sun in the east, and the figure that was rushing toward her with all its strength and as if risking its life.
That was Ji Yue. He walked on the water without leaving a trace. He came and went in the deep sea like the wind. The tornado crushed him angrily, but could not do anything to him.
Qing Ge weakly raised her hand and stretched it towards Ji Yue in the deep sea water.
The white hair spreads out, messing up the two seasons of autumn and winter.
Qingge was confused and groggy, as if someone was holding a thick rein and strangling her delicate neck hard, suffocating her and causing pain.
In the sea water, Qingge suddenly opened a pair of eyes. Their green eyes were like the most poisonous snake under the deep sea.
Qingge looked around cautiously. The world was empty, except for the waves in the sea and all kinds of sea fish swimming around.
Qing Gexu narrowed her eyes——
She was able to breathe freely in this sea.
"A disciple of Suyou?"
The baby's tender and soft voice sounded, and it sounded old-fashioned.
She sang a warning song, her body tense like a string ready to break, and she quickly looked behind her towards the source of the sound.
Behind me, a dark chair appeared at some point. A child who looked no more than six or seven years old was sitting on the chair in a decent manner, imitating adults. He was wearing a bright red bellyband and his chubby feet were not decorated in any way.
, her plump legs were crossed, the hair on her head was shaved bald, and a long whip was left on the back of her head.
The child's eyes are as dark brown as the devil's eyes.
"That old man Suyou has a good eye for things."
The child raised his hand, pointed at Qingge, raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly: "Your name is Ye Qingge, right? Come and beat my back, look at my old bones, they are almost stiff."
Qingge: "..."
"Oh, you are quite stubborn. You are indeed Suyou's favorite apprentice." The child folded his arms and sunk his small body deeply into the back of the chair.
Qingge thought, if this kid had a cigarette in his hand, it would be a real two hundred and fifty, ah, it's a diamond king and five.
The child muttered something again, "After all these years, I think Wu Yu is over a hundred years old. When I was still here, the old man Wu Yu was already over sixty years old. I don't know if he is dead now."
, but it would be a waste of coffin money for such a person to die. I don’t know if Zhong Hai’s temper is still as hot as before. He suddenly remembered that he and Zhong Hai went down the mountain once. Zhong Hai fell in love with the girl at first sight, and he was so stubborn.
He took the girl home, and after returning to Jialan, he was beaten by Wu Yu, who screamed miserably. Kong Kong has always been a leisurely lover of Yehe, and I don’t know what’s going on now—”
Qingge listened to the child's words carefully, then suddenly raised her eyes, looked at the child, and said in astonishment: "Are you the fifth elder of Jialan, a spiritual boy?!"
That legendary genius was later the fifth elder who filled the sea with his body to save Jialan when the Luozhi tsunami occurred.
"The little baby is quite smart." The soul boy looked at Qing Ge with admiration.
Qing Ge’s forehead is full of black lines, but it feels awkward to hear these words.
A child whose hair is not fully grown is called a little doll?
"Did you cause the tornado?" Qingge looked at the soul boy warily, arching her wrist slightly and placing it on her waist.
Once in danger, she can pull out the Mingwang Sword at any time to save herself.
The soul boy snapped his fingers, jumped down from the black chair, and said with a smile: "The young disciple of Suyou is here. As a junior disciple, should I welcome him?"
Qingge narrowed her green eyes.
In the legend of Luo Zhi Tsunami, the fifth elder Soul Boy and the fourth elder Kong Kong are mythical figures. They both died, both for Jialan.
However, after going deeper, Qing Ge discovered that there was a screen of Kong Kong in the Burning Moon Palace. Kong Kong had a bad fate with her mother. Under the blue sea, the soul boy who should have been buried decades ago is now very alive and still looks like a child.
Weird and mysterious.
"Do you want to know, why am I still alive? Why am I not dead?" The soul boy tilted his head and looked at Qingge innocently. He raised his round hands and played with the braid hanging from the back of his head.
Sing softly and remain silent.
She was observing the surrounding terrain, with the soul boy as the center. Ten steps away, sea fish did not dare to approach. Although there was sea water here, humans could breathe, just like on flat land.
At this moment, she could conclude that the tornado was caused by the spirit boy.
At that time, she thought about many people, but she never thought about the soul boy.
Nowadays, it seems that there are too many uncertain factors in the world.
boom!
A pair of extremely skinny and old hands gripped Qingge's neck tightly from behind. Qingge's face turned red and her hands became cold.
She did not panic, but quickly took out the Mingwang Sword. She turned the blade in her hand and then changed the direction. The tip of the blade was facing backward.
People stabbed away.
Stab——
A thin layer of skin seemed to be torn apart by a dark and shiny Mingwang sword.
The vine-like hands around Qingge's neck finally loosened up, and Qingge took the opportunity to escape from the shackles. She looked back, and Emei frowned fiercely when she saw her attacker.
The old man was wearing thin clothes and a bamboo hat on his head. His sinister eyes were as cold and sharp as a hawk, penetrating through the horizontal line under the bamboo hat and falling on Qingge's skin. Qingge felt as if his skin was on fire.
This is the boatman!
The soul boy raised his hand upwards, pointed his fingers, and made a crisp sound. The old man smiled cruelly, and lunged towards Qing Ge with his wild fangs.
Qingge stood still and looked at the Mingwang Sword in his hand calmly.
There was a layer of old human skin hanging on the tip of the Mingwang knife. There was no blood on the skin or the knife. There was no blood on the boatman's body either. Only a layer of skin was punctured by the Mingwang knife, and a hole appeared.
, from that hole, you can clearly see the white bones!
Qingge was shocked to find that there was no blood, flesh, or muscles on the boatman's body, only bones and an extremely thin layer of skin.
despair--
The soul boy sat on the black chair with his legs crossed and snapped his fingers.
The boatman was like a wolf or a tiger, fiercely pounced on the frightened Qing Ge.