Si Ming's eyes could almost quench poison when he looked at him.

In every corner of his body, she could clearly feel the immortal power that belonged to her, and countless white streamers were jumping in his body, presumably he couldn't stand it.

She didn't know about the demon's physique, so she was very puzzled about how he managed to take all of her remaining cultivation for herself in one go, and besides, he himself had extremely strong demonic skills, unless he also had a sealed aura.

Don't think about it anymore, Si Ming's eyes seemed to have a terrifying giant beast mayfly, and her voice was extremely cold: "You'd better return the cultivation of this immortal, otherwise with your unspeakably weak body, you will die violently in less than three days." ”

As if he had heard some joke, the adversary said, "You should use your immortal power to look good? ”

As he spoke, he let go of Si Ming's black hair, and a white immortal power emanated from his hand-

That pure white is really out of place with him.

The immortal power scattered, floating to the deck, where the corpse of a black-robed man was already cold and stiff, lingering around them, and then piercing into their bodies.

The white light awakened every sleeping meridian in their body, reviving their heartbeat, the pulse beating again, the blood flowing again, the dilated pupils narrowed, and their cold bodies gradually warmed up.

The first man rose from the deck, and soon there was a second, a third...... Until all the black-robed men were resurrected.

"We thank the Lord for saving your life!"

The shouts of everyone's ears were like a ghost cry in Si Ming's ears, and her soft ears clenched into fists - this is not saving people, this is turbulent Yin and Yang worlds!

She scolded angrily: "Evil obstacle!"

Forcibly rescue the dead, the hell side is afraid that he will hate this demon to death.

The demon didn't pay attention to her insults, he squatted down for a long time, grabbed her right hand, and snorted: "Look at your hands, stained with blood, are they still the Si Ming I know in this seat?"

Then he rubbed some blood on the corpse of the Soul Scroll Immortal at his feet, and raised his hand to wipe it on the corner of Si Ming's eye, pulling out some long blood stains, as if flowing from her eyes.

"I'm suddenly a little curious, if I twist your head off my neck, will it be your head or your body that will live?" he laughed with great malice.

The composure on Si Ming's face collapsed in an instant, and the fear in her eyes was visible.

The Soul Scroll Immortal is right, she must escape!

This demon is an out-and-out bloodthirsty pervert, and she must not let him control her in the slightest!

But it's not easy to escape, her cultivation is lost, and his boat can dive a hundred feet, and he may not be able to escape by jumping into the sea.

But once she is in the cage of the devil, it is simply wishful thinking to escape!

Today's plan is only one option: jumping into the sea.

It was still two feet long from the edge of the ship, and if you wanted to jump into the sea, you had to distract him first.

She lowered her head slightly, a pair of black jade eyes were spinning, constantly trying to find a way.

Then she noticed her left hand, which had only three fingers left.

She lifted up, raised her mutilated hand, and said, "Ben Xian remembers that when these two fingers were broken, they were still moving. ”

As soon as the adversary saw her hand, which was missing two fingers, Si Ming saw that his pupils had doubled.