The red silk fish was so fast that it used its last vitality to swim mindlessly towards the southern sea.
The destroyer lost track of the target first, and then the nuclear submarine also lost track of it. Even at full speed of 40 knots, it could not keep up with the tail of the red silk fish.
Now, in this vast sea, except for a small boat, there is nothing related to Lu Li.
Cui Maozhu watched the live broadcast and was very worried. Fortunately, they had already arrived at the Oriental Intercontinental Hotel.
"Would you like to..."
Before the little girl at the front desk finished asking, Xuanyuan Yixi had already entered the elevator like the wind.
Cui Maozhu fell behind, came in panting heavily, and hurried up to the top floor. When she reached the top floor where Ying Jingshu occupied the first floor, she was stunned.
The ground was full of wailing female bodyguards lying on the ground. It was obvious that after yesterday's incident, Ying Jingshu had strengthened her security. These people were not ordinary bodyguards, but they still did not stop Xuanyuan Yixi.
Xu Xin, who was beaten by Cui Maozhu yesterday and had one side of her face swollen, now the other side of her face is also swollen and is lying on the ground groaning.
Cui Maozhu hurried over, grabbed Xu Xin's clothes, and asked breathlessly: "Where is Her Majesty the Goddess?"
"inside!"
Xu Xin was beaten for two days in a row, but she still had no trace of the pride of a princess bodyguard. She was so frightened that she dared not speak out, and pointed at the open door of the apartment.
Cui Maozhu looked along his fingers, Xuanyuan Yixi was talking to Ying Jingshu, Xuanyuan Yixi was standing, and Ying Jingshu was sitting on the wicker chair next to the bed.
With a smile on her face, she said calmly: "The wind and snow are so heavy that it is very difficult for a helicopter to take off. Her Highness the Goddess must also know that."
"I used the Jiuding Sword to shield the wind and snow, and went to the East China Sea, now." Xuanyuan said in memory of the past.
"I've heard about it. What can you do if you go to the East China Sea now? I don't think Mr. Lu wants you to take risks, right? Why don't you sit down and watch the snow scene with me?"
Ying Jingshu stood up calmly and opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains. The snow stopped and the whole city was covered in silver.
Seeing Cui Maozhu coming in from outside the house, Ying Jingshu's smile did not diminish: "Sister Cui, come, let's talk to Her Majesty the Goddess about His Majesty's affairs and some of our affairs."
Cui Maozhu's expression paused for a moment, and then he understood that Ying Jingshu was taking the opportunity to negotiate terms.
She clenched her fists, but she knew that the situation was stronger than her own. If she was going to the East China Sea in this weather, using this helicopter would be the fastest. Although she might not be able to catch up, it would be better than letting Xuanyuan Yixi release Xiaojiu's body.
trick.
She gritted her teeth and gave up her face, as if she was not the one who was so angry that Ying Jingshu was chilling yesterday, and begged Ying Jingshu: "Your Highness, the situation is urgent, I hope you can help!"
"This plane..."
Ying Jingshu had decided on Cui Maozhu and wanted to talk again, but suddenly her vision went dark.
"Wow!"
The floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel were shattered.
Xuanyuan Yixi stood in front of the window. Ying Jingshu, who had been smiling all year round, was pinched by Xuanyuan Yixi's neck like a little chicken. Her whole body was hanging out of the window. At her feet was a building with dozens of floors, glass
Her fair skin was scratched, and blood seeped out from it.
The two people in the room didn't see how she moved at all.
Snow rolled in from the window, and the whistling wind reminded me that this was the top floor.
"Plane, I'm going to the East China Sea."
Xuanyuan Yixi's cold eyes seemed to have substance, staring at her coldly.
Ying Jingshu's whole body was trembling. Although Xuanyuan Yixi didn't exert any force or use any pressure, she already felt a little difficult to breathe. She slapped Xuanyuan Yixi's hand with both hands, but it was of no use. She struggled
He said: "The helicopter is mine!"
In the empire, the Ying family in Changdu is the largest thousand-year-old family. This helicopter was Ying Jingshu's coming-of-age gift when she was 18 years old.
She was betting that Xuanyuan Yixi would not dare to do anything to her. In theory, she was defensible. Why should she have to give her her own things if others ask her to borrow them?
However, Xuanyuan Yixi's words made her expression stagnant.
"The empire is mine."
Xuanyuan recalled the past and said.
Ying Jingshu's eyelids were pounding. She thought of the bamboo slips in the deep palace, the bamboo slips that she had only seen on the day she came of age, and her whole heart became cold.
Comparing strength? Xuanyuan Yixi in his prime only needed to look at her and he could survive without even seeing her.
Logically speaking, she actually can't stand up!
The humiliation made her body as cold as the wind outside. She was almost freezing, but it was nothing compared to her innate glory being stepped on the ground.
…
In the Taoshan Sea, the fat monk, Butai, fled quickly with a sad look on his face.
He murmured to himself: "Monk, I have been bathing in incense for so many years, why am I still a heretic? I am a heretic!"
Xuanyuan recalled the past and said that God Ebisu is an evil spirit and he is a heretic.
He was originally unwilling to do so, but the facts made him extremely regretful that he had followed Ebisu God into this muddy water.
This trip, I almost lost my life!
Just as he was thinking about it, a man wearing military uniform and holding a pagoda stood on the sea in front of him.
"Donor Bishamon! Go back with the monk to find that boy. Let's kill him together!"
The monk looked happy and was talking, but the bag under him was still moving forward.
"Monk, the female lord is looking for you!"
The god named Bishamonten stretched out his right hand, and the pagoda blocked the path that Budai monk must pass.
Hearing his words, the monk's pupils shrank, and his pupils were as big as a plate. He shouted: "Is Her Highness crazy? Can you wade through this muddy water? That boy is very evil!"
At this moment, the emotion that appeared on the monk's face was actually genuine concern.
"Then it's not your thing to worry about. Do you think the Queen doesn't know about your little tricks? Before you set off, she had already made arrangements for Leech's fish."
Bishamonten's uniform is flying, but the pagoda is motionless, as if there is no emotion.
Beads of sweat as big as bananas instantly covered the monk's fat body.
…
On the sea, Lu Li tightly grasped the last bit of wood of the mahogany sword and looked down at the sea water, following the red silk fish rushing on the surface of the sea.
He had already noticed that something was wrong. He had clearly felt the rapid loss of life force of the thick fish before, but now, after several hours, the fish was still swimming.
Its tail stopped swinging a long time ago, and the entire fish moved forward quickly in a straight line that violated the laws of physics in a stiff posture.
He had already guessed in his mind that the fish might have died, and what was still walking around now was its stiff corpse.
He didn't know why this was happening, but what worried him most was that the destroyer behind him had disappeared, so no one knew where he was.
Before the destroyer was lost, Chouyu was still alive, and falling would mean death. However, now that Chouyu was somehow dead and still swimming, he was trapped.
He reluctantly raised his head in the waves, the moon had already come out, and he didn't even know if he was still in the previous time zone.
The sea water hit his wound, and it hurt like hell every time, and his whole body was freezing cold.
With such rapid movement, he couldn't recover any spiritual energy at all, and he couldn't think of any good way.
Damn it, he had already planned this wave when he launched his attack. He killed the Ebisu God, scared off the Hotai monk, and was supposed to deal with the red silk fish for a while and then be rescued by the destroyer and go home. What went wrong.
It was too cold, and he felt that his will was weakening, and he was just holding on for dear life.
At that moment, he remembered the story of the old man and the sea.
A person can be destroyed, but not defeated.
This is a battle of wills. For so long, Lu Li has been competing with this dead thick fish.
What supported him even more was the faint aura coming from the peach wood sword in his hand, which was the aura of Xuanyuan Yixi.
He continued to look down at the water, and finally, he smiled.
He made up his mind and laughed loudly and said: "Sure enough, there is no end to the road. Wife of the Sword Immortal, wait for me to go back and fry skewers for you!"
After saying that, let go, and with the inertia, it fell into the sea.
