Of course, the quicksand river is not the quicksand in the Journey to the West.

The quicksand river surface in the moonlit night is quiet, and the waves are not clear, and only occasionally the fish in the water jump out ~ the water surface to break this tranquility.

Tang Youming didn't know where he had gone, and that ghostly self-mutilation secret technique had left an indelible impression on Su Liu.

At this time, Su Liu sat alone on the bow of the boat, and Wei Xiaonian was holding the boat on the side, he was not like an ordinary family, there was no distinction between grains and grains, including this boat, he seemed to know a lot of things.

Suliu could also deduce from his familiar movements that he must have suffered many similar hardships before.

The boat was moving very fast, and Wei Xiaonian was even sweating on his forehead, because the toxicity of the water volatilized in the water by Fang Caitian was too terrifying and terrifying.

With Tang Youming's severed hand as the center, the water rippled and the toxicity dispersed, but there was no vision at all, it just caused a lot of fish and shrimp in the river to suffer seedlings, and also left a few Huangquan Sect water ghosts who were not afraid of death to float on the surface of the water, and their deaths were unknown.

The name of the quicksand river is also worthy of its name, and there is a lot of sediment under the water, and I don't know the depth.

This is also what Su Liu and Wei Xiaonian saw with their own eyes when they went to the bottom of the river.

The two of them pretended to enter the water to intercept and kill the water ghosts, which was actually the best choice they could make at that time.

Because Tang Youming's vigilance was already very high, after he had experienced a series of bloody battles, he was still setting up an ambush at this ferry, waiting for the best opportunity to make a move, and I don't know why, Su Liu really couldn't remember what he had offended the Huangquan Holy Sect.

Subconsciously, however, he told Suliu that he might have involved a big secret.

Could it be the killer hired by the Tiger Gang?

Su Liu was a little hesitant, and it seemed that there was only such a possibility that was not very reasonable. However, the old Confucian on that day said that the leader of the Tiger Gang had been killed recently.

Tang Youming himself must have been very aggrieved, he was a quasi-innate master, and he was actually forced into this situation by an acquired level person like Su Liu, who had not yet broken through the entrance of heaven and earth.

His original plan was to bring Su Liu and Shangguan to two seriously wounded people who were unable to fight again. With a martial arts, Wei Xiaonian, who was a drag, was wiped out by the water ghosts on this quicksand river, and he finished his work in one battle.

But he couldn't figure out how Su Liu's half a day after he left, he could actually recover from such an injury, and Bai Yujing's existence was Su Liu's biggest hole card.

The Huangquan Holy Sect is the first in the world in disguise and transformation, and the first in the world in the Void Assassination. This Tang Netherworld's ability to escape is also deep enough to enter the void of life and death. Elusive.

If he can't kill him with a single blow, he will probably escape with a mysterious spell and then start killing again.

Suliu felt a little pity. Shangguan Yixue's Flying Dragon Spear, coupled with his own body style, couldn't intercept him, as if he was captured alive at that time. Purple Ming True Qi swallowed his cultivation in this body. and then use the Great Dementor ~ method to scavenge some secrets from his brain, which can be regarded as maximizing the harvest.

"Break two fingers, break an arm, and then the poison of a divine water in the sky, and the acupuncture hole will explode, I want to see if you dare to launch a killing campaign again."

Su Liu muttered to himself coldly.

After today, this Huangquan killer will not only be removed from the world, but also has lost the qualification to hunt down himself.

If there are really people who can kill people with broken fingers and broken arms, and broken veins and holes. Then Suliu wondered if this man's brain was not very good.

The surface of the water is clear, reflecting the moonlight.

The condition of Shangguan Yixue, who was leaning against the cabin, had also stabilized. She had previously retained the true qi of the last shot, until that amazing shot, which completely locked Tang Youming's retreat and forced it into the reach of Su Liu's blade.

Fortunately, her realm cultivation is obviously a higher level than Su Liu, and her understanding of the "Xuanyin Taiyuan Sutra" is also deeper, and she at least has her own methods to deal with Tang Youming's Netherworld Death.

The canopy boat quietly moored along the quicksand river.

"Brother Su, I saw a merchant ship in front of me."

After half a ring, Wei Xiaonian's eyes were very sharp, and the scene on the wide river more than 100 zhang away could also be seen vaguely.

"It's not one ship, it's two ships, one is a bandit ship and the other is a merchant ship."

Su Liu opened his eyes and glanced at them lightly.

Wei Xiaonian asked, "Ignore this?" ”

Su Liu stretched out a right hand carved with a crown of jade and pressed it, Wei Xiaonian instantly understood what Su Liu meant, and without saying a word, he quietly propped the boat to the side.

The breeze gently blows, and the surface of the quicksand river gradually has some fine folds.

The closer you get, the more you can hear the shouting and laughing of the merchant ships.

Su Liu's eyes were closed, and he entered an inexplicable and mysterious realm, as if everything was clear in his heart.

The cabin sat on the wall seat and breathed the injured Shangguan, breathing evenly, while Wei Xiaonian, who was holding the boat on his side, was breathing a little nervous and scorching.

Behind the boat, there were floating corpses, water ghosts, fish and shrimp, and the netherworld killer who had his arm broken and his arm was broken when the blue light was dimmed and the blood was gone.

The bandits on the quicksand river with swords and guns are hung with white silk on the merchant ship after being robbed, which means that they are willing to be slaughtered and handed over to exchange for their lives.

Su Liu took a deep breath of the air in this cold night, mixed with the freshness of the mist on the river, and swallowed it into his lungs, which was a little comfortable. He suddenly felt that the world was very interesting, and even a little inexplicably kind and cute.

But he was still sitting alone in the bow of the boat, and the shrill laughter didn't seem to be heard, and he had no intention of bothering with the stubble.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the number of the bandits was only twenty or thirty, but the organization was also tight, some people jumped on the merchant ship and cut down a few guards, and then there was a shot and laughter, and there were also people under the merchant ship who put small boats around and held knives to watch the wind.

However, the one who went up was a fat shortage, and listening to the exclamations of the ladies on the boat, the work that fell on the water could only be accompanied by fish and shrimp, which was considered a chore.

Huang Zheng is one of the small leaders of the bandits who are forced to look at the wind, he obviously thinks so, a breath of indignation fills his fat chest, and he can't help but grin: "With Ha Laozi is Wangfeng and drinks soup again, every time it's like this,." ”

He spat thick phlegm into the river.

It's a pity that his scolding and complaining did not return the mercy of the brothers who were happy to live on the boat, he unbuttoned his belt and put water into the quicksand river, and he didn't know what to scold in his mouth.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a small boat coming up from the river, trying to pass him quietly.

At a glance, he saw a young man sitting on the bow of the boat, with an extraordinary bearing, who seemed to have a good net worth, and his professionalism told him that this was a big fat sheep.

God treats me well!

Huang Zheng was in good spirits, almost peed on his pants, and pulled out the knife with a choking sound.

Smack!

The steel knife slapped the side of the ship hard, and he was indescribably proud in his heart, and while tying the belt of his trousers, he shouted:

"Stopped, boy, I saw the big ~ master of the quicksand gang, and you still want to sneak away?" (To be continued.) )

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