Lao Lu's face suddenly turned to ashes.

Jiang Lao Turtle also had a look of "all over" on his face at the same time, and closed his eyes in despair.

There was a burst of applause outside the cabin door, and someone praised: "Good knife! Good knife! It is indeed worthy of the cold light blade of the top ten famous knives under the sea!"

Really a change in complexion!

A pair of eyes full of murderous aura stared out of the cabin.

"Who's it?" she exclaimed.

Outside the cabin, the white clothes floated, and a person walked in.

Zhenzhen's eyes narrowed slightly: "Mo Guiyun?"

Jianlang sneered: "A luthier who has no power to restrain a chicken, dare to come here?"

"No," Mo Guiyun said in a faint voice: "There is another person who came with me." ”

Behind him, followed by Bai Qianyu.

Seeing Lang's gaze condensed at Bai Qianyu: "White girl?"

A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth: "The two of you, one is just a pianist who knows a little mana, and the other is a mortal with no mana, come here, do you want to play the piano and dance for us?"

A few of the sea-begging people behind him crossed their arms and laughed.

Mo Guiyun lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Several people laughed even more unscrupulously.

"He's still blushing, look at him like this, doesn't he look like a big girl?"

"I said, you better go back, you are only suitable for staying in the room and embroidering, such an occasion of fighting and killing, not for you!"

Bai Qianyu rushed forward: "Shut up!"

"We just can't keep our mouths, what can you do with us?" a few people looked at her provocatively.

"You ......" Bai Qianyu was angry and anxious, she was the creator god, but what could she do? In this world, she was just a mortal-like existence, and any cultivator could easily defeat her.

A hand suddenly reached out and stopped her behind her.

Bai Qianyu glanced at Mo Guiyun, Mo Guiyun walked past her with a calm face.

His face was already pale, but now it was even colder as ice.

Bai Qianyu had never seen such a Mo Guiyun, and there was a strange murderous aura condensed on his body.

He took a few straight steps forward, walked in front of Zhenzhen and Jianlang, and stood still.

Seeing the waves glanced at him, a sudden cold light flashed, and a long sword was pulled out of the void.

"What do you want to do?" he stared at Mo Guiyun.

"I just wanted to ask you to stop. Mo Guiyun said lightly: "Where you came from, go back!"

Bai Qianyu looked at him with some surprise.

She had never seen such a little Mo - in her impression, Mo Guiyun was always gentle and elegant, never saying a word of scolding or rudeness.

Such a Mo Guiyun was suddenly so strange that she didn't know it.

His white clothes were like snow, his eyes were as heavy as ink, and his whole body seemed to be filled with a dark and cold aura.

The leeches that crawled and flew densely in the bilge automatically moved three feet away from his body, and it seemed that even those indestructible terrible insects were a little afraid of him.

Jianlang smiled: "What if we don't listen?"

Mo Guiyun's face sank: "Then you have to die!"

Zhenzhen grabbed Jiang Lao's throat with one hand: "Don't forget, Jiang Laojiao is in our hands!"

Mo Guiyun raised his eyebrows: "So what?"

Zhenzhen was stunned: "Don't you care?"

Mo Guiyun said lightly: "It's just a human life, who cares?"

When he said this, Bai Qianyu will never forget it - it was from the bottom of his heart that he didn't care, he didn't care at all, he didn't care about the sky, he didn't care about living beings, he didn't care about sorrow and pain, and he didn't care about life and death.

All those who have spirits in the world have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and are not afraid of life and death.

But all this, Mo Guiyun didn't seem to care at all.

How terrible would it be for a person to not care at all?

Seeing Lang also seemed to realize this, and the tip of the sword shook slightly.

A few sea beggers next to him also smiled, and with a flash of light, they turned into several sea warriors in scale armor, holding big knives and slashing over!

"Snort", a very thin sound of breaking the sky, followed by a flash of white light in the air, the white light penetrated a person's throat with lightning speed, followed by a turn, and a few "snorts", the white light folded several times in the air, leaving several crossed rays in the air, shooting towards the chests of several people one after another!

"Ahh

Mo Guiyun's footsteps did not stop, his clothes flipped over, and the ice string in his sleeve shot out again, hitting a person's neck, his fingers buckled, the ice string tightened, and a thin red blood line suddenly appeared on the person's neck, and then fell to the ground with a thud, and the severed head rolled on the ground a few times, and fell to Bai Qianyu's feet.

A pair of eyes on the skull were wide open, and his face was full of surprise and panic, as if he was looking directly at Bai Qianyu.

The bloody qi attracted the leeches, and in an instant, countless leeches surged densely, crawling all over the head, and a dense chewing sound sounded in the air, and the head quickly sunken down.

Bai Qianyu was shocked and then took two steps back, only to feel that his stomach was almost vomiting.

She followed Wei Xiao through the battlefield and saw countless deaths, but such a cruel death still made her unbearable.

Death, perhaps, can never be used to.

Seeing that the waves had already rushed up, he swung several swords in a row to stop Mo Guiyun!

The two of them swam in the bilge, the sword light and the light of the ice strings were intertwined, and there was a soft sound of "ding" in the air from time to time, like a clash of gold and iron.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and Mo Guiyun's ice string actually wrapped the tip of the sword of Jianlang!

Lao Lu, who was originally standing in a corner, suddenly walked behind Jianlang, held the half-cut knife in his hand, and flew towards Jianlang!

Just when his broken knife was about to plug in the Lang Warrior's vest, the figure of the Lang suddenly disappeared!

Lao Lu was slightly stunned, but when he saw that Lang had already thrown away his sword, he appeared behind him in an instant, and pressed the wind gate point on his back with one palm, Lao Lu suddenly half of his body was sore, unable to move, and his palm exerted force to push him out!

The ice string in Mo Guiyun's hand did not hesitate at all, and shot head-on!

Lao Lu's eyes widened in shock!

There was a sudden chill on his neck, and the ice strings grazed his neck and flew, shooting like lightning towards the waves behind him!

A shining silver dagger suddenly flew out, striking the ice strings crookedly, and the real figure had already rushed out, holding Jianlang with one hand: "Hurry up! They stay on this ship, and none of them will survive!"

The figures of the two men smashed through the bulkhead and jumped out together!

As soon as Mo Guiyun's body turned, he immediately turned around and chased after the cabin, and in the bulkhead that he crashed through, a large amount of seawater suddenly poured in, drenching him head-on!

The sea water quickly poured into the bilge!

"Let's go!" Mo Guiyun ran to Bai Qianyu's side in a few steps, and took her hand without thinking: "Go up there!"

Bai Qianyu shook off his hand and turned back: "There is also Uncle Turtle!"

She ran back to the cabin, only to see Jiang Lao Turtle kneeling on the floor, the sea water had already reached his waist, Jiang Lao Turtle touched the sea water with both hands, and hissed and shouted: "My boat!

Bai Qianyu hurriedly went to pull him: "Uncle Turtle, it's dangerous here! Let's go up there!"

Lao Lu also came over to pull him.

Jiang Lao Turtle knelt down: "Leave me alone! You have to go! My boat is gone, and I don't want to live anymore!"

He suddenly burst into tears, his face was filled with seawater or tears: "I have nothing! Sister Xiao Ye is gone, my boat is gone, and the kitchen knife she left me is gone......

He suddenly remembered something, and groped in the water with both hands: "What about the kitchen knife?

Another great wave came, and the sea rushed in like a waterfall through the broken bulkhead, and the entire bilge was almost completely submerged.

"Hurry up! if you don't leave, it's too late!" Lao Lu couldn't help but slam his palm on Jiang Lao's neck, splitting him to faint, and then bent down to pick him up and shouted, "Let's go up quickly!"

Several people rushed up to the second floor together.

The sea is like a beast of prey, chasing after them.

It wasn't until they ran up to the second-floor deck in a hurry that they breathed a sigh of relief.

And then the situation on the second floor is not much better than the bilge.

Although many leeches have been killed by the joint efforts of everyone, the ship is full of sap from the explosion of oars, and the deck has been corroded a lot.

There were also some living leeches, still crawling back and forth on the deck, leaving long gnawed lines everywhere they passed.

The sailors had no intention of killing them again, because greater calamity awaited them.

The ship is sinking inch by inch into the water.

The bow of the ship tilted down, swaying left and right in the wind and waves.

"What to do, what to do?" was the question that everyone was asking, but no one was answering.

Is this boundless sea really full of murderous opportunities?

Could it be that this step was already the last step that the Sea Emperor allowed them to set foot in?

Is it possible for them to be saved unless God is manifest in the Spirit?