Chapter 1132 Jiuyang Mingshen formula, nine gods are... no gods!
"You're a soul ferryman, I'm still the Rensheng Emperor of Heaven and Earth!"
Zhao Wushuang snorted coldly, moved his figure, hugged Xiao Huang, and shot towards the direction of the boat.
On the single-plank bridge, Qin Keqing stared at the old man on the boat. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva and murmured in a low voice, "It's getting more and more evil here!"
On the other side, Zhao Wushuang stood on the shore, looking at the boat swaying in the distance, as if it could be overturned by the rough waves at any time, "I want to see who you are!"
Soon, the boat docked.
Before Zhao Wushuang could respond, the old man on the boat slowly bent down and put down the oars, "I have seen the prince!"
"ah?"
Zhao Wushuang was startled by the old man's sudden move, "Prince? What prince?"
"Your Majesty, please get on the boat!"
"snort!"
Staring at the old man wearing a navy blue shroud with a waxy complexion, Zhao Wushuang had a sarcastic look on his lips, "I'm curious, what are you going to do?"
After saying this, Zhao Wushuang stepped onto the boat directly.
"My lord, sit still, the river is fierce and there will be bumps!" The old man's voice was cold and hoarse, like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other.
"Let's sail!"
Zhao Wushuang sat at the end of the boat with his arms wide open, holding Xiao Huang in one hand, staring coldly at the old man paddling.
On the single-plank bridge, Qin Keqing stared at the boat slowly rowing to the middle of the long river, and suddenly shouted, "Run, run, the boat is going to sink."
It was obvious that the single-plank bridge was more than a thousand meters away from the small boat, but Zhao Wushuang, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, seemed unable to hear him. No matter how much Qin Keqing shouted, he remained indifferent.
On the boat, Zhao Wushuang was still staring at the old man, but his eyes were dull.
The old man swung the oars mechanically, and the boat sank inch by inch. "Your Majesty, we will be at the house soon. Sit tight!"
"Crash!!!"
A huge wave rolled up and directly submerged the boat.
"Zhao Wushuang!!!"
Qin Keqing, who was standing on the single-plank bridge, shouted desperately, but in the blink of an eye, the boat had disappeared without a trace.
"how so?"
Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes were filled with despair, "What the hell is going on? When I was called Po Meng, the Black River and the Single-plank Bridge appeared. Zhao Wushuang was once named the King of Side by Side by Ye Feng, and someone called him appeared.
The prince's old man also said that he would be taken back to the palace... Could it be that everything here is an illusion? Is it created based on our memories? "
"Woof!!!"
Suddenly!
A dog howl sounded.
This dog howl is very fragile, but extremely penetrating.
"Crash!!!"
The dark river suddenly rolled violently, and huge whirlpools kept emerging, as if a peerless demon was about to be born.
Qin Keqing hurriedly poked her head and looked at the movement in the dark river below. She saw the sinking boat gradually emerging, the lantern she was wearing had been extinguished, and the old man paddling had disappeared.
Zhao Wushuang stood on the bow of the boat with a cold face. Xiao Huang, who was curled up in his arms and sleeping, had fur all over his body and grinned.
Suddenly, Qin Keqing raised her head, but the sky was gray and she couldn't see anything.
"Not a reflection!!!"
Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes widened, and in the dark river, a huge bright moon became increasingly clear.
It is the bright moon rising from the dark river, not a reflection falling in the sky.
"boom!!!"
The heaven and earth shook, and the long dark river seemed to come to life, turning into a demon dragon, but it let out a miserable cry.
Zhao Wushuang's expression changed slightly, he kicked off suddenly, and jumped into the air with Xiao Huang in his arms.
However, the bright moon rising from the dark river was too big. Even with Zhao Wushuang's speed, he could not escape the scope of the bright moon.
"Buzz!!!"
"Your Majesty, enter the mansion!"
In the bright moon, a soft voice sounded, and a magnificent mansion appeared.
"Woof!!!"
Xiao Huang shouted again, and waves of strange power swept towards Haoyue.
Bo!!
Suddenly, a wave of light wheel rose up and fell directly on Xiao Huang, knocking him away from Zhao Wushuang's arms.
The moment Xiao Huang was knocked away, Zhao Wushuang felt his body falling uncontrollably towards the bright moon.
"Break it for me!!!"
"Boom!"
Zhao Wushuang struggled hard and collected it for many years, but he still could not break the shackles of the bright moon.
"Your Majesty, go back to your mansion and rest!"
The old man in the shroud appeared again, standing behind the crazy Zhao Wushuang with his hands hanging down.
"die!!!"
Zhao Wushuang turned around suddenly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and formed a fist with his right hand. His whole body seemed to turn into a line, passing between the old man's brows.
However, the old man seemed to feel no pain and turned around slowly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to rest!"
"Depend on!"
Meeting the old man's cold gaze, Zhao Wushuang had goosebumps all over his body at this moment.
Looking at Zhao Wushuang who was trapped by the bright moon, Qin Keqing blinked and glanced around, "I am Meng Po, trapped in Naihe Bridge. He is the prince, so he is trapped in the palace..."
"The coldest day!"
Suddenly, a childish voice sounded.
Xiao Huang's eyes were full of exhaustion, staring at Haoyue who trapped Zhao Wushuang, "Use the spirit to nourish the spirit, use the yang to nourish the yin, what a cruel method!"
Under a bright moon, no, it should be a cloudy day, Zhao Wushuang stared at Xiao Huang who suddenly spoke human words, "What did you just say? Use your mind to nourish your mind?"
"Yes, use the spirit to nourish the spirit. This Yin Sun contains the aura of the Star Turtle. This Yin Sun should be the will star of the fallen Star Turtle, but now it has been plundered by people using a strange way to nourish the spirit, and transformed into a Yin Sun.
"
"Nie Xiaoqian!"
Zhao Wushuang had a complex look on his face. He heard Ye Feng mention the technique practiced by Nie Xiaoqian, the Nine-Yang Mingshen Jue, which is a top-notch technique that uses the mind to nourish the mind.
However, Zhao Wushuang couldn't figure out why Nie Xiaoqian wanted to deal with herself. It should be to trap herself.
"No, I'm too tired!"
Suddenly, Xiao Huang's body was shaky and fell towards the ground, "Xiao Wushuang, hold on yourself, don't be fooled by the method of nourishing the mind, otherwise, you will become the nourishment of the method of nourishing the mind. I will come to save you after I transform!"
On the single-plank bridge, Qin Keqing's face turned pale and her lips trembled, "Husband, madam, let me go, let me go..."
"Buzz!!!"
In the horrified eyes of Qin Keqing and Zhao Wushuang, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in the air. Her face was blurred, and nine hazy figures could be seen standing behind her, like ghosts.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Nie Xiaoqian wears a blue silk shawl, her beautiful face is covered with tear stains, and there is only remorse and regret in her beautiful eyes.
Suddenly, Nie Xiaoqian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was only pure sharpness in her beautiful eyes. She raised her jade hand and slowly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "What a soft-hearted little girl!"
"Who are you?" Zhao Wushuang's eyes flashed coldly, "You dare to rob my sister-in-law's body, you deserve to die!"
