I was a little confused and thought that my head might be able to hold two souls. This is not impossible.
I looked to the right again, and instantly I was so frightened that I almost sat down on the ground with my legs weak. My dear, how come this man looks exactly like the fat man?
No, I was really depressed, even though I had already guessed that he might be Fatty, and he might have entered Huzi's head at some point in time, otherwise I wouldn't have known that I could use useless breath to change places at the last moment!
Just when I was about to speak, the fat man suddenly stretched out his hand, made a silent gesture, and pointed behind him.
I also glanced at the boatman behind me, and I could only swallow all my questions.
Looking at the boat next to the fat man, there is a girl with long flowing hair and most of the clothes on her body are damaged. She is Jiang Yunan. I can see her expression, even though it is in the dark, I can feel that she is very dull.
Not like a living person.
For a moment, there were all kinds of thoughts bombarding my head. I rubbed my eyebrows and thought that if I really kept thinking like this, my head would probably explode, so I didn’t think about it too much. I just waited for the boat to sail to the end and asked again when it was convenient.
Fat man and little lolita.
The boat traveled for a long time without turning a corner. There seemed to be only darkness ahead and no end.
I stood upright and watched for more than half an hour without seeing any changes. I couldn't help but feel tired. At this time, the rapidly rotating spiritual energy began to make my head hurt again. I took a deep breath and suppressed the speed of its operation.
In my peripheral vision, the light from the boatman's green eyes was reflected in the water. The water was pitch black. I didn't dare to look carefully, for fear that it would be like in a horror movie, and all kinds of grimaces would appear when I looked at it.
I don’t know how long it took, but a green flame appeared in front of me. As I slowly approached, the surrounding environment became brighter. It wasn’t until I was only about a hundred meters away from the torch that I discovered that the torch was as tall as a dozen-story building. At the same time,
At the same time, the river bifurcated, one to the left and the other to the right, which made me feel nervous.
Originally I thought someone would be separated, but as I watched the boat slowly change its position, I watched with a dark expression on my face as the four of them went to the right channel of the river, while I went to the left alone.
Ten thousand grass and mud horses are rushing through my heart, MMP!
The surroundings turned dark again, and I felt uneasy, thinking that they would separate me alone even if they didn't separate. Is this necessary?
According to the usual practice, it is impossible for me to cause any good things anyway. Even if I do, it will only be a big pitfall in the future.
But I couldn’t help but think in my heart that I had the greatest credit this time. It was me who killed five hundred people, it was me who hammered the bronze mirror open, and it was me who brought the other four people over!
If this is not considered excellent, then excellence is a myth and no one can achieve it!
But combined with the reality, I still feel scared. After all, I have no backing. If someone dies, my family can be resurrected. If I die, I will die. I have to be scared even if I risk my life. It’s so fucking exciting.
It made my face bleed, damn it.
I don’t know what happened to the four of them, but it was really dark all the way here. I thought in my mind that the boat had been moving forward for most of the day. When I was bored, I sat down and talked to the boatman behind me.
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As a result, the boatman was aloof. I said ten things and the boatman answered one.
I rubbed my face. I always felt sleepy during this journey. I had never felt this way before.
Wanting to talk to cheer me up, I said to the boatman: "How old are you?"
Suddenly, the boatman no longer had the pole in his hand and jumped into the river with a bang.
I...I really want to know, I really didn't curse.
Now it's fine, it's pitch black, even the last two points of green light are gone, I want to slap myself to death.
Suddenly, the boat shook violently. Before I could react, there was a bang, and right behind me, the boat cracked with a crack, and instantly my buttocks were submerged in bone-chilling black water.
I quickly stood up, but luckily, a hand grabbed my waistband with great strength and instantly dragged me into the water.
My whole body sank into the black water. I held my breath, but my eyes were not as dark as before. There was a white light coming quickly. I looked closely and saw that it was a sharp arrow with a white flame burning on the arrow.
Before I had time to dodge, I was shot in the shoulder. It hurt immediately, and a big bubble came out of my mouth.
The next second, another white light lit up below. This time, three arrows were shot from the bottom of the water. Taking advantage of the white light, I saw an old face, which was the boatman who just jumped into the water.
This time I was on guard, and I instantly used my spiritual energy to form propeller-like blades, which quickly rotated and propelled me to dodge three sharp arrows.
The aura brought golden light and instantly illuminated the surroundings. I was shocked. In addition to the boatman under the water, there were seven or eight white strange faces around. They had human bodies, but their faces were crooked, and some of their hair was scattered in the water.
Open, it almost scared me to death.
But as a practitioner, knowing that the opponent is a ghost, I am not afraid anymore. After all, spiritual energy is used to fight them.
The next second, I dived down, and my target was the boatman on the bottom of the water. In the peripheral vision, the white strange faces did not move, but I always felt that they were waiting for the opportunity, just like the snipe and the clam fighting, they are like the fishermen.
The boatman below didn't seem to be afraid of me at all. Even when I was about to rush in front of me, he still drew the bow and shot the arrow with his hands as steady as a rock.
While sleeping, the speed of sharp arrows is hindered, and they themselves are not fast, so I can easily avoid them.
Suddenly, the slow-moving boatman shot out ten arrows, which overwhelmed me. I quickly dodged six of them, and four more landed on my chest and other limbs except my left leg.
My heart was shattered. After this sharp arrow shot into my body, it was not only scorching hot, but the spiritual energy in my body was instantly absorbed. The loss rate was still accelerating, and the reserved spiritual energy was directly reduced by half.
Holding back the pain, I immediately controlled the spiritual energy threads to grab the tails of the four sharp arrows, exerted force, and pulled them all out of my body!
The moment they were pulled out, I felt some fragments in my head. The pain was as violent as the four jets of blood that spurted out, making me extremely sore.
I cursed MMP in my heart, my face was as cold as iron, my teeth were chattering, and suddenly I had a thought in my mind, and I was about to use Displacement, but I found that I was suppressed again.
The boatman at the bottom of the river put his hand on the bow and arrow again. Although the shooting movement was neither fast nor slow, I was already panicking. I quickly mobilized my spiritual energy and walked in an S shape in the water.
As a result, I spent a long time playing with snakes and dodged several harmless arrows. Suddenly, the boatman accelerated his shooting again, and I was hit by six arrows.