"Luo Shao, be careful!"

Bai Feng, who was mixed with the pirates, suddenly shouted at Luo Shaobai, only to see Wen Rucai's body move, and the silver needles as thin as cow's hair flew towards Luo Shaobai, and the lightning and flint were already in front of him, but when he saw that the tips of the silver needles were blackened, they were smeared with poison.

Seeing this, Luo Shaobai raised his palm, rolled up the layers of decks on the ship, and blocked all the flying needles in the sky. At the same time, with a wave of his long sleeves, a strong wind that even the air had evaporated cut towards Wen Rucai like a dragon.

Wen Rucai swiped the wheelchair under his feet, but he directly grabbed Wen Yi on the side, and with a loud roar, he blocked the strong wind, only to hear a 'click' bone crack, and Wen Yi fell from the air like mud, and lost his breath.

A pair of wide eyes stared straight at Wen Rucai not far away, thinking that he would never think that he would die in the hands of his own people.

"Haha!" Wen Rucai was also red-eyed at this time, and laughed at Luo Shaobai and said, "Little doll, even if the old man spares his life today, he will take you down!" ”

Luo Shaobai sneered at the corner of his mouth when he heard this: "Wen Rucai, Ben Shao really wants to know, if you die, who will be the happiest one?" ”

Aren't the Wen brothers also fighting fiercely in the nest? She wanted to see what benefits Wen Dezhang gave to this Wen Rucai, so that he was not even afraid of death.

Sure enough, Luo Shaobai's words slowed down the movements of Wen Rucai's hands, and a trace of hesitation flashed on his face, but it was only fleeting.

"Wait for the erector, Hugh wants to sow discord here, if you let you escape today, it will be the beginning of my Wen family's catastrophe!"

As he spoke, he saw his hands gently flick against a secret door in the wheelchair, and a cluster of white snowballs glowing with blue light flew out from under him, shooting straight at Luo Shaobai's front door.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Wen Ziyuan, who had never spoken, suddenly shouted, hugged Luo Shaobai, and protected him behind him.

At this moment, those white balls suddenly exploded like bombs, and the powerful airflow impact made Luo Shaobai couldn't help but take a few steps back, but Wen Ziyuan, who was blocking in front of her, had a little face that became more and more pale, and after chuckling at Luo Shaobai, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then involuntarily fell to the ground.

"Kite!" Luo Shaobai looked at the motionless person on the ground and pounced on it, his eyes full of disbelief.

What's the trouble with her?!

Wen Ziyuan felt the slight nervousness of the man in front of her, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face. It's good that a person like her can still get a little care from him in her lifetime, and she can be regarded as dying without regrets.

"Yichen...... I, I've never ...... If it hurts you, you must ...... Trust me. ”

Luo Shaobai looked at the pair of eyes full of obsession in his arms, and nodded solemnly, she couldn't help herself, how could he not know. After all, what happened to her today was also caused by him, so what right did he have to blame her?

The girl in her arms calmed down at this time, and her hands slightly grasped Luo Shaobai's palm on her cheek, "Yichen, whistle...... Take good care of ......, in the next life, in the next life...... Whistle for ...... You, okay? ”

With the bloody tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, Wen Ziyuan's words carried a cautious begging.

On the shore of Weiyang Lake, I wish to be in front of the pavilion, and the moment of beauty, the origin of love is extinguished.

"Not good." However, at this moment, a demonic voice suddenly sounded, with a cold and murderous intent, and suddenly attacked the two people on the boat.

The ghostly voice made Luo Shaobai's heart tremble, Gong Win? How did he end up here?

A demonic red came out of the sea of fire, and the messy hair danced in the wind, with a chilling and flamboyant color, like the reborn Manzhu Sawa as evil and mysterious as the fire, and with a big move, a whistle was held in his hand. Gong Ying looked at the mellow jade whistle, the corners of his mouth flashed a trace of evil arc, and he looked at Luo Shaobai with a smile. After a while, I saw that with a slight grip of his fingertips, a stream of quicksand slid down along the thin slit between his jade bones, and before he could land, he was swept into the vast sea by the violent sea breeze.

"He is the deity, and in the next life, he can only be the deity."

The faint voice came, seductive and soft, as if it was about to devour people's souls.

Wen Ziyuan under him looked at the person with a frightened face, the evil is the bone and the charm is the muscle, but the originally seductive amber eyes are lit with layers of red flames, wrapping the whites of the eyes that are expanding more and more, the ghost is not a person at all, more like a Moro who climbed out of the boundless hell.

With just one glance, Wen Ziyuan felt an indescribable despair in her heart, as if she had been bewitched by death, and she couldn't mention the slightest nostalgia for this world.

It's just that those jade hands have never let go.

Gong Ying's peach-blossom-like eyes narrowed a little unconsciously, and a terrible force came from all around, Luo Shaobai shouted lightly, and was held firmly in his arms by Gong Ying, looking at the frightened beauty on the ground, and caressing Luo Shaobai's face evilly, "Kitten, kitten, I haven't seen you for a few days, I just provoked some such irrelevant people, you say, how should the deity punish you, huh...... Or, Luo Shaobai? ”

As soon as the last three words came out, Luo Shaobai's heart was shocked, and he looked back at Wen Ziyuan, and sure enough, he saw that she was looking at herself with a look of disbelief, and couldn't help but sigh lightly in her heart, in the end, she still knew.

Luo Shaobai, Wen Ziyuan stared at the fairy-like man who was imprisoned by the demon not far away, his face was full of self-deprecation, it turned out that he had never believed in himself, that's it, that's it, Wen Ziyuan chuckled and closed his eyes, I just hope that in the next life, we will never meet again......

Looking at Wen Ziyuan in the distance, Luo Shaobai felt a little mixed for a while, but maybe for her, this may be the best ending.

Turning her head to look behind her, Gong Ying, the demon, was sniffing her hair with a look of enjoyment, without the slightest awareness of being a life-urging ghost.

"Mr. Gong, let's settle the current matter first, and then you can slowly smell the hair below, okay?" Luo Shaobai weakly knocked on the pair of jade palms around his waist, and discussed helplessly.

Now it's going to make a fuss, the fire is already burning to his eyebrows, he still has the heart to do something else, does he want to have a mandarin duck double roast under this bright sun?

Looking at the little man in front of him with a slight frown, Gong Ying sneered and chuckled: "Don't you think that in this vast ocean, the place where fireworks linger, is the best place for us to explore each other's mysteries?" If you can, the deity doesn't mind......"

"Gong wins!" Luo Shaobai lowered his voice and shouted through gritted teeth.

Firework? Whose fireworks are surrounded by this billowing black smoke?!

"Hehe," Gong Ying looked at the angry kitten in his arms, as if he was in a good mood, and his feet flew out at one point.

The big ship behind him also died at this time and collapsed with a bang.