Kui Hu's mouth was sore, and the cold iron knife almost escaped from his hand, and then another palm hit his chest, as fast as lightning. He couldn't help but take three steps back, and the iron knife fell to the ground.

The person who came shot too fast, Wei Jiang didn't see it clearly, and when a touch of dark color fell in front of her, she realized that it was him.

The heart stone fell to the ground, Wei Jiang was not afraid, she couldn't help but reach out and grab Mo Hua's back waist seal, and sighed softly: "You came at a good time." ”

Mo Hua quietly shook the small hand on his waist and tightened it again. His hands trembled slightly, his fingertips were cold, and panic and nervousness were hidden in them.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Hua asked sideways, his smiling eyebrows and eyes were more serious than ever.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Wei Jiang took his hand and told him that everything was fine. Mo Hua let out a long breath, relieved, he didn't care about the presence of others, he hugged her over and kissed her a few times before he stopped.

Kuihu was embarrassed, and felt that Mo Hua didn't take him seriously, so he hurriedly picked up the knife and raised the knife to sneak attack, but was suddenly kicked by Mo Hua and turned people on their backs.

"Kuihu, I think you are alive to the end, and even my people dare to move."

Mo Hua's tone was light, not showing joy or sorrow. With a twist of his wrist, he spun out a flower from the cigarette stick, leisurely.

That kick really made Wei Jiang angry, she couldn't help clapping her hands and applauding, scolding Kuihu, a thief.

"Only those who are shameless will take a woman under the knife, and you will be able to fight him alone!"

Wei Jiang's move was really insidious, he directly took Mo Hua to the top bar, and did not forget to give him a flattering smile at the end of his words, and whispered: "He can't beat you, I know." ”

Mo Hua's sword eyebrows were lightly raised, and he neatly inserted the cigarette stick back into the waist seal, just like a sword returning to its sheath.

"Come, fight."

Mo Hua put on a posture and faced Kuihu's cold iron knife with his bare hands.

The grasshoppers after autumn don't live long.

Kuihu knew that he was not Mo Hua's opponent, but he wanted to give it a go. He shouted, raised his knife and slashed horizontally and vertically, and there was chaos between moves.

Mo Hua took defense as an attack, and when he saw that he had a flaw, he slapped him hard and hit him in the vital point.

Kuihu retreated again and again, his throat was sweet, and he spat out blood.

After a few moves, Mo Hua couldn't help but ridicule: "With your kung fu, you still want to dominate the Wuji Sea?" It's just whimsical. One day when I become the emperor, you can almost do it to Old Man Zheng. ”

Kuihu was already embarrassed, and when he heard his lukewarm taunt, his blood was surging with anger.

If the open gun doesn't work, the hidden arrow will come. He quietly grabbed a handful of lime from his pocket and threw it at the door of Mohua's face.

Mo Hua was prepared, but he still slowed down for half a beat. When he raised his hand to block it, he gave Kuihu a chance to take advantage of it.

Seeing Mo Hua dodging, Kui Hu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to raise the iron knife and slash at his head.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Jiang took out the six-inch nail from his sleeve, and then put all his strength on the nail and stabbed it into the waist of the tiger.

With a "bang", the cold iron knife in Kuihu's hand fell to the ground, and the burly body curled up like a shrimp that had been drained of its tendons.

Mo Hua swung away the lime and opened his eyes, aiming at this despicable person is a punch. The punch happened to hit Kui Hu's temple, causing him to spurt blood from his mouth, and the man fell to the ground without moving.

Wei Jiang looked at Kuihu in a daze, and then kicked him twice, he didn't react, as if he was dead.

The nightmare is over. Somehow, the teardrops snatched out of their eyes without obeying, and they couldn't stop. Wei Jiang turned around, couldn't help but hug Mo Hua, buried his head in his chest and whimpered.

When you die, you know that your fate is precious. For a moment, Wei Jiang really thought that there was no way to live, and when she saw the cold knife falling, the only thing she thought of was him, and he really came, like a god protecting her.

At this time, Wei Jiang knew that she was finished, and she went around and around, and she fell in love with someone who she hated and spat on thousands of times.

Wei Jiang was trapped in his arms and couldn't pull it out. Mo Hua hugged the person in his arms tightly with both hands, hoping to keep it for the rest of his life until the sea withered and the stones rotted.

The love thread eventually became a cocoon, and they could no longer leave it or take it off.

When you were thick and I was thick, Wei Jiang and Mo Hua forgot that there was another person on this boat, and that was Wei Zhen'er. Wei Zhen'er failed in her murder and was so afraid that she would run away, and when she mustered up the courage to turn back, Mo Hua had already come.

Heroes save beauty, a story through the ages. Wei Zhen'er couldn't help but hide behind the mast and peep to see how powerful he was and how he dealt with Kuihu.

Wei Zhen'er didn't know Mo Hua's skills before, but just now when she saw his flowing moves and his unruly bearing, she suddenly admired him.

Once upon a time, this man belonged to her, they lived together at sea for more than half a month, and Lang was in love with a concubine, but when he returned to Yunhaizhou, he actually proposed to her sister.

I'm blind! Wei Zhen'er is still unconvinced, but this breath has been held in her heart for a long time, and she slowly brews jealousy.

In the Infinite Sea, Mo Hua is the only one she likes, he doesn't want her, who else can she choose?

Wei Zhen'er's heart was sour, she was about to leave like this, but the corner of her eye flew, and she saw the tiger on the ground moving.

Ah! Be careful! Wei Zhen'er screamed secretly, and was about to rush over, but she saw Kuihu stretching out his hand to Wei Jiang, and she hesitated.

Wei Zhen'er stared at Wei Jiang intently, her whole person was driven by evil thoughts, and someone in her ear was saying to her: "As long as this sister is not there, no one can rob you of ......"

Oh, yes. Wei Jiang grabbed things from her, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all day long. The mother was a little nicer to herself, and Wei Jiang coughed desperately to attract her mother's attention. There are also two older brothers who are towards her, secretly giving her good things. Now, she also snatched Mo Hua away, making her the first beauty in Yunhaizhou lose face.

Wei Zhen'er thought to herself: As long as this sister is not there, no one can rob her......

She retracted her feet and ducked inside, little by little. Kui Hu was also quietly getting up, opening his arms and preparing to clamp Wei Jiang.

In an instant, Wei Zhen'er suddenly found out in her conscience that she couldn't be so ungrateful, no matter how she said that they were all sisters!

"Sister, be careful!"

Wei Zhen'er screamed coldly, but Kuihu's thief had already grabbed Wei Jiang, like a poisonous snake stabbing its prey with its fangs.

Wei Jiang was taken away by Kuihu, and the warmth in Mo Hua's chest disappeared in an instant, and he stretched out his hand, but only grabbed a piece of the corner of his clothes.

Kuihu was smug and arrogant, his arms were like iron pincers, and he clamped Wei Jiang's body tightly.

"I'm going to pull a cushion even if I die!"

As soon as the words fell, Kuihu jumped into the dark and cold deep sea with Wei Jiang in his arms.

Outlaws, vicious. Mo Hua hurriedly chased after him, no matter whether it was a cliff or a sea of swords and fire, he jumped down without hesitation.

"Brother Mo! Younger sister! Wei Zhen'er screamed, rushed to the edge of the boat and leaned in, only to see two water splashes underneath, and dark shadows floating in the water splashes.

Wei Jiang was in this splash, submerged in the icy seawater. She instinctively struggled to her feet, but was held down hard by a hand. The sea water took the opportunity to pour into her mouth and nose, tearing her heart and lungs, and she couldn't breathe, and she was about to die.

"Bang!" A muffled sound came from the water. Wei Jiang's eyes were blank, he couldn't see anything, and he didn't know what was happening. She only felt that the sea was agitated, like a wind and waves, pulling her petite body.

The breath was forced out by the seawater, Wei Jiang's consciousness gradually blurred, she slumped down, and suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Finally, Wei Jiang took a breath, and Chaos's head suddenly sobered up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Hua, holding her extremely nervously and taking her to the side of the boat.

Wei Jiang had palpitations and kept looking around.

"Kuihu...... What about Quihu? ”

Life is to die, and death is to see corpses. Unable to see Kuihu, Wei Jiang was not at ease. Mo Hua didn't answer, but desperately sent her to the side of the boat, so that she could hold on to the hull of the boat and not sink easily.

It's too late, it's too soon. Just as Wei Jiang's hand touched the boat, a string of splashes suddenly jumped in the sea, and pounced on Mo Hua with lightning speed.

Mo Hua was gone, as if he had been eaten by this splash. Wei Jiang saw Kuihu bow his head, and then quickly sank into the sea. The waves were splashing, as if two sea dragons were fighting, and Wei Jiang saw that the waves were getting farther and farther away, and his anxiety became heavier and heavier.

People who eat sea rice have good water nature, but they can't stand such a toss. Kuihu didn't want to die, he wanted to take one down before he died, and he would definitely not let Mo Hua go.

Wei Jiang was in a hurry, even if Mo Hua was going to die, he had to die in her hands, and he couldn't bury Kuihu. She took a deep breath and swam towards the water, and in the darkness, she couldn't tell who was who, she could only vaguely see a piece of ink and a white.

Wei Jiang pounced on the white shadow, like an eight-clawed octopus, with his hands and feet tied to him. When she touched his eye, she picked it with her fingers.

The screams rang out, and the man she was riding writhed like crazy, reaching out to grab her clothes and pulling her away.

The sea water was salty, and the wound hurt terribly to the touch. Kuihu was caught by Wei Jiang and half blind, covering his eyes with his hands and screaming repeatedly, at this time, Mo Hua took the opportunity to stab him in the throat with a cigarette stick, killing him with one blow.

Kuihu is completely dead, and his hands and feet no longer move. With a "porphyry", he sank, and the thick hands slowly disappeared into Wei Jiang's eyes.

Escaping death, Wei Jiang took a deep breath, patted his heart, and thanked his ancestors, but suddenly looked back and disappeared Mo Hua. Wei Jiang suddenly had a chill down his spine, frantically moved, and hurriedly looked around.

"Mohua! Where are you?! Mohua! ”

Wei Jiang didn't know that there was already a cry in her voice, and when she raised her eyes, the enemy was gone, not only was she not happy, but she was in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

Wei Jiang didn't care, she plunged into the lightless sea and groped around, dived a few times but didn't find Mo Hua, and the ghost disappeared like this. 166 Reading Network