The sky was getting dark, and a fishing boat was moving forward in the vast sea. The professor stood at the bow of the ship, his gaze straight into the distance.

He suddenly turned his head and yelled at the people behind him, "Hurry up, hurry up, I feel like a rainstorm is coming." "But doesn't the weather forecast say it won't rain?" Christina was puzzled.

The professor shook his head and said to Christina, "Do you feel the wind around you getting stronger than before?" I have a feeling that there will be a big storm soon. Christina's face turned pale, and she hurriedly ran to the operation room to direct the operation.

The professor looked back into the distance, a pang of worry in his heart.

In the deep sea, Wang Qi was restless: "Damn, why can't you calm down, how can you still cultivate?" ”

One after another swimming fish appeared around Wang Qi in the sea, Wang Qi was a little surprised, when did so many fish come out?

On the sea, the weather is even more gloomy, and even those who don't understand the weather know that the sky is about to change. People see the sky changing on the sea as a storm, which is biased, but it also shows people's fear of storms.

"Hurry up, hurry, hurry." Christina instructed the divers to quickly put away what was outside the boat. The fishing boat let out a loud whistle and roared towards land. The whole space was dull, and countless seagulls chirped in the sky, adding countless noises to the dullness.

It was getting overcast, and one diver had to turn on the lights to dispel the darkness. The wind outside was getting more and more violent, and the glass on the boat rattled. The wind blew through the cracks, and the wind cried like ghosts and wolves howled one after another, covering this piece of heaven and earth with an indescribable black veil.

The wind continued to blow, and the hearts of the people were cold. They just want the storm to be small enough and the fishing boats strong enough.

Wang Qi looked at the schools of fish that were constantly swimming around him, and wondered in his heart, how could this school of fish become more active than before, was something happening, why I don't know.

Wang Qi swam among the fish, and unlike usual, the fish did not avoid him, but approached. Hey, what's going on? How could this kind of food being delivered to the door happen to Wang Qi?

No matter. Wang Qi swallowed a few small fish in his mouth, and to Wang Qi's surprise, the fish didn't care about one or two fish being eaten, and still gathered around Wang Qi.

Wang Qi swam away from the school of fish and looked up at the sky. The sky is a bit overcast, and even through the sea, you can still see the oppressive weather. Wang Qi swam to the surface of the water, and a large gray cloud was slowly moving at low altitude. A fierce wind blows the sea, blowing it up and down.

The whole heaven and earth were dyed grayish-yellow.

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings." Now this is the only poem that can describe the weather. Wang Qi also somewhat understood why he always had a feeling of uneasiness, why the fish would gather together, and even rely on Wang Qi.

One qiē is because of the coming storm, the power of heaven and earth, as strong as si. Just a precursor, there is already a momentum to destroy a qiē. As soon as he thought that cultivation and evolution was going against heaven and earth, Wang Qi smiled bitterly.

"It seems that you are not suitable for cultivation and evolution." The sound of the bronze sword exploded in Wang Qi's ears. The bronze sword has not made a sound for several days, and now it jumps out to save the zài sense. Wang Qi couldn't cry or laugh: "Why do you say that? ”

"Even this little storm can be afraid, so what courage will you have to face the evolutionary problem in the future?" The bronze sword sighed for a while, "Alas, alas, why did you find this guy to cultivate." "Why, are there any difficulties on the road of evolution, are you sad?" Wang Qi asked rhetorically.

Bronze Sword burst out laughing inexplicably and did not answer Wang Qi's question. Wang Qi was a little anxious and said, "Tell me, so that I can be prepared." "Heaven must not be revealed."

How far did Wang Qi spurt out a mouthful of old blood, is it so difficult for this pit father's bronze sword to answer a question, and actually use this kind of old-fashioned answer to prevaricate Wang Qi.

Seeing that the bronze sword was really not to be said, Wang Qi sighed again when he encountered the sword.

In the distance, a fishing boat was moving rapidly, and the strong wind was blowing, and the fishing boat was shivering. At that moment, a bright light streaked across the sky, and the professor felt a chill in his heart, and he knew that a storm was coming.

Tiangong roared angrily, and the violent rain fell from the sky with the momentum of destruction, hitting the fishing boat and hitting Wang Qi's body. Wang Qi was startled and immediately dived back into the sea.

The rain crackled on the glass of the ship, and a loud noise reached everyone's ears, making them tremble with fright. The atmosphere in the cabin was oppressive and tense. The professor clung to the rudder of the ship, hoping that the fishing boat would be able to break out of the storm area as much as possible.

The wind was fierce and rolled up huge waves. The waves crashed against the fishing boat, displacing everything in the boat. One diver didn't stand still and slammed into the wall, grinning in pain.

"Are you alright?" Christina hastened to ask. The diver shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Another big wave crashed on the fishing boat, and everyone almost fell, except for the professor, who clung to the rudder. The wind blew the door open, blowing a large amount of rain into the cabin. The rain was cold, and when the wind blew it, everyone shivered.

"Close the door quickly." The professor turned around and shouted at a female diver who was at the door. The female diver was obviously frightened by the wind-blown door, and trembled when she heard the professor's cry and tried to close it.

The waves are raging, and the fishing boats are constantly undulating on the sea. Everyone's bodies shook and they couldn't stand steadily. Female divers had even more difficulty closing the boat door.

"Smack." Another big wave is coming. The hull shook violently. The diver was immediately shaken out of the cabin by the rocking fishing boat.

"Not good." Seeing this, Christina reached out and grabbed the female diver's hand. Other divers even grabbed Christina to prevent her from being thrown out.

Little by little, Christina pulls the female diver back to the cabin, but a wave that is stronger than the previous one arrives and throws the female diver out of the cabin along with Christina and a holding Cristina.

"Nope." The professor roared. Several other divers in the cabin were even more dumbfounded. "How so?" One of the divers standing on the outermost side panicked, he didn't even catch his companion, and even let the young lady be thrown out.

He stumbled to the door, despite the violent shaking of the fishing boat. He saw a hand gripping the railing on the side of the ship, and he pulled it up, only to see one man.

"What about the others?" The diver who was pulled up shook his head. The storm continued, and the waves still crashed against the fishing boats. The professor gave the rudder to another person and rushed out the door himself.

"Christina, my good student, you must be fine." The professor clutched the railing with both hands and shouted at the sea: "Christina, Christina......"

The sea is gray, the undercurrent is surging, and there is no human figure in the rough sea. "Damn." The professor gritted his teeth, and his hands were even more bruised by the exertion.

The wind was howling, the cold rain was soaking the professor's clothes, his body was cold, and his heart was even colder. Christina, whom he saw as his successor, was thrown into the sea and disappeared, which made him explain to her parents when he returned to land, and who did he give his life's knowledge to?

"Christina, Christina." The professor yelled, but Christina didn't hear it. "Professor, Professor, hurry back to the cabin, you can easily be thrown off by the ship." A diver grabbed the door frame and shouted at the professor who was standing by the railing.

The professor ignored it, just staring at the chaotic sea, not moving.

The wind gradually subsided, but the rain kept falling, but only a light rain. The sea regained its original calm, and the rain drifted onto the surface of the sea, drawing circles of different sizes.

"Look, there's someone." A diver yells into the sea. The professor hurriedly looked to the sea, a woman was swimming in the waves, and saw the image of the woman clearly, and the professor's joy suddenly came to naught, it was not Christina, it was not his lovely student.

"Christina." The professor called out again, his voice hoarse from the exertion. "Professor." A diver standing next to the professor called in a low voice, he was so afraid, so afraid that the old man in front of him would suddenly jump into the water to look for his student.

"No, no." The professor repeated the sentence and returned to the cabin in despair.

In the middle of the ocean, a woman is slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea. "Am I going to die?" Christina's eyes widened as she watched herself get farther and farther away from the sea.

At this moment, a large black fish swam towards Christina. Wang Qi looked at the woman in front of him who was slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea, and always felt as if he had seen her somewhere.