Yin Tingxuan glanced at Nanfan's dark face, and the smile in his eyes grew.

Even if the big ship was moving at full speed, it was impossible to rush back to save Qian Jiao.

The boat gradually tilted, the edge of the boat had sunk into the water, Qian Jiao barely stood, but her eyes fell on the long figure on the deck of the big ship that had retreated, and her mood was complicated.

The little ghost glanced at Qian Jiao a little anxiously, then turned his head to look at the big ship that drove back, and finally couldn't help but remind Qian Jiao: "Master, we can't wait for the big ship, let's go into the space." ”

Qian Jiao didn't speak, just looked at the long and handsome figure of the man in the scorching sun.

He's here to save himself.

The boat was finally submerged, and when it entered the water, it sank violently.

Qian Jiao's figure standing on the boat suddenly lost support because of the soles of her feet, and the whole person was like a grain of sand sinking into the sea.

Nan Fan, who was holding Yin Tingxuan hostage, watched Qian Jiao quickly sink to the bottom of the sea without even a trace of struggle.

And their great ships, far away, were as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

His heart sank suddenly, and somewhere in his heart quickly collapsed, and the overwhelming sadness, pain, and hatred swept every trace of blood in his body, making his whole person violently exude a momentum of destruction.

He choked Yin Tingxuan's hand, and it was uncontrollable and instantly retracted.

The slender fingers had sunk into the flesh of his neck, the skin was cracked, and blood was slowly oozing down Nanfan's fingertips.

Yin Tingxuan was almost suffocated by him, and the pain in his neck made him feel like he was facing the danger of death.

He suddenly realized something, and immediately struggled to buy himself a chance to live.

"The arms are on the ship, and if you kill me, the ship will explode, don't you want those arms?"

However, Nan Fan didn't seem to hear his words at all, and the hand that grabbed his neck was still increasing.

Nan Fan didn't seem to have the idea of strangling him, but was so slow, so cold, as if tortured, pinching Yin Tingxuan's neck fiercely.

Until his fingertips sank into the flesh, burrowing into the flesh, suffocating and painful, panicked and unable to be relieved, as if this was the feeling that Nan Fan wanted Yin Tingxuan to feel.

But even so, Nan Fan didn't take a second look at Yin Tingxuan's appearance, his bloodthirsty eyes stared at the sea where Qian Jiao disappeared, as if he was not giving up.

The people on the ship were all shocked by the aura that Nan Fan suddenly emitted, like a Shura in hell.

I heard Nanfan's gloomy and cold voice suddenly sound.

"All go to the sea to find someone."

His voice immediately woke up everyone, even Yin Tingxuan in Nanfan's hand was immediately awakened by his words.

The ship was still moving, and the people on board did not move.

Nan Fan let go of the hand that was holding Yin Tingxuan's neck and went all the way down his bloody neck.

Yin Tingxuan only felt a cold and piercing momentum coming, and Nan Fan's hand stained with his blood had already landed on his chest.

Before Yin Tingxuan could react, Nan Fan's five fingers turned into claws, and he had already quickly grabbed the place of his heart.

Long fingers into the flesh, inch by inch, deep.

The skin is cracked, and the blood is pouring in.

However, Nan Fan's fingers did not stop for a moment, continuing to go deeper, accompanied by light or heavy deliberate churning.

This kind of slow but shocking torture made Yin Tingxuan feel a heart-rending pain, accompanied by an irrepressible panic in his heart.

For fear that Nan Fan would not pay attention, he grabbed his heart with his hand like that.

"All go to the sea to find someone." Nanfan's voice was as low as that of a hellish ghost.

The people who were shocked seemed to feel Nanfan's horror at this time.

Someone's legs were so weak that they fell directly to the ground, Nan Fan didn't turn his head, he felt that the hand holding the gun was raised, and with a bang, the person who fell soft fell down directly.

"Say it again, all go to the sea to find someone."

His bloodthirsty and hateful eyes swept coldly over everyone on the boat, and only after half a loud sound did he say gloomily: "Otherwise, if the ship is blown up, no one will want to live." ”

This is going to be the end of the same thing.

Everyone looked at Yin Tingxuan, who was being kidnapped, only to see that beads of sweat the size of beans had oozed from his pale face, the flesh and blood on his neck were blurred, and the blood oozing out of the wound spread along his neck to the front of his clothes, staining a large area of red.

At the heart of the chest, there are also five fingers that Nanfan has separated into claws.

They could clearly see that Nan Fan's five slender fingers were embedded in the flesh of Yin Tingxuan's chest.

The flesh and skin were broken, and the blood flowed like a stream along Nanfan's five fingers that fell into Yin Tingxuan's flesh.

Bright red blood stained the placket of Yin Tingxuan's chest.

Such a cold-blooded and cruel practice is comparable to the most terrible criminal law.

A terrible emotion crept through the hearts of everyone on board.

However, at this moment, Nan Fan lifted the hem of his shirt and surrounded the explosives on his strong waist, and just like that, it appeared in front of everyone.

He turned the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the explosive at his waist, his eyes deep and cold.

Even if he didn't speak again, everyone on the ship was immediately frightened by his appearance.

Finally, someone jumped into the sea one by one.

Qian Jiao, who was hidden in the space, looked at Nanfan's gun pointing at the explosives on her waist, her apricot eyes shrank violently, and even Tongxin trembled fiercely.

Finally, a voice in her heart clearly told her that he really didn't even want his life in order to save her.

Why?

Everyone entered the sea one after another, and there were only Yin Tingxuan and Nanfan on the deck.

Qian Jiao looked at the churning crowd in the sea, and then glanced at Nanfan's eyes that were as deep as the sea and as dark as the night, and couldn't hide the gloom, thought about it for a while, and made a decision in her heart.

Soon Qian Jiao was dragged out of the sea.

She was placed on the deck in front of Nanfan, her fair and delicate face pale and weak, and her long hair, soaked in the sea, obscured half of her small face.

Nan Fan walked over holding Yin Tingxuan hostage, his eyes were full of joy and pain.

He reached out to shake Qian Jiao, "Jiaojiao, wake up." ”

The little ghost floated between the two, and then skimmed Qian Jiao and pretended to struggle to open her eyes, and her trembling eyelashes couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The ship began to move forward again.

Nan Fan looked at Qian Jiao's slender eyelashes and trembled slightly, and his misty apricot eyes slowly opened.

His deep eyes were immediately dyed with a glint of light.

The voice is gentle, with a careful softness.

"Jiaojiao, are you okay?"

But before the words came out, I felt that she was okay, and the three gunshot wounds had not had time to be treated, and now she fell into the water again.

He grabbed Yin Tingxuan's hand and tightened it again, and said in a deep voice to Yin Tingxuan's men, "Stand on the edge of the boat and don't move." ”

Only then did he reach out and want to pull Qian Jiao, and asked softly, "Can you stand up by yourself?" ”

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