Chapter Twenty-Seven: Life Is Lacking

Mo Baisheng suddenly went crazy, swung the Blue Spirit Sword, and slashed at Chunzhu, at this moment, a heavenly thunder exploded, and the sound shook the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chunzhu was caught off guard and sat down in the cabin with thunder and his ears ringing.

It was this thunder that saved Chunzhu, and at the same time he fell into the cabin, the Blue Spirit Sword in Mo Baisheng's hand slashed against his scalp and inserted into the bow of the boat, leaving only the hilt of the sword outside.

Mo Baisheng missed a move, and turned his head sharply to look at Chunzhu. A red light suddenly shot in front of his eyes, and he screamed. With his right hand, he pulled out the blue spirit sword inserted into the bow of the boat, covered his eyes with his left hand, and sat down on the bow of the boat.

Chunzhu saw that blood flowed from between Mo Baisheng's fingers.

"The host retreated. I stabbed Mo Baisheng in the eye. "Chunzhu's sea of knowledge came from Qingtong's voice.

"Little bunny, you have a strange spirit. My eyes, my eyes. Mo Bosheng shouted, and he roared viciously: "Little rabbit, where are you? Lao Tzu grabbed you and wanted to dismantle you." ”

His eyes were blind at first, and he was standing in the wind and waves, on a bumpy boat, not daring to move around at will, afraid of falling into the sea, unable to save himself, and even more worried that Chunzhu and Qingtong would suddenly attack.

Therefore, he could only hold the Blue Spirit Sword with both hands, and let the blood in the injured eyes gurgle down his cheeks, mixed with the rain. Hold your breath and ear sideways to catch the sounds of Chunzhu and Kiyoki.

Mo Baisheng's eyes became bloody holes, his cheeks and the placket on his chest were dyed red, and his angry face was strange and terrifying. All this shocked Chunzhu, and he covered his mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Mo Baisheng stayed for half a cup of tea, but in the sound of the howling wind and rain and the sound of the surging waves, Chunzhu closed his mouth again, he couldn't find the exact location of Chunzhu, and he couldn't find a trace of information about Chunzhu, which made him even more irritable. Suddenly, a seagull flew in front of him.

The sound of the seagull flying aroused Mo Baisheng's idea, and he swung the blue spirit sword and slashed it away. The seagull cracked in response to the sword, and the sword slashed through the middle of the boat.

I only heard a soft sound of "boom", and the boat cracked in the middle, and the edge of the crack in the middle quickly sank downward, and the sea water and rain in the cabin leaked out sharply.

As soon as the water in the cabin was released, the bow and stern of the ship sank violently, and the middle cut was warped into two halves, which were tossed in the wind and waves.

If it is an ordinary fishing boat, or Mo Baisheng uses an ordinary long sword. In this stormy sea, after his tossing, the boat had long been torn apart and scattered.

Fortunately, this small boat has been carefully reinforced by Mo Baisheng, and between each plank, he has carefully handled, which is by no means comparable to ordinary wooden boats.

The power of the Blue Spirit Sword is even more than that of ordinary swords, and the sharp sword of the Blue Spirit Sword has already split it into two without impacting the boat.

The wooden boat, which was cut off from it, showed no sign of subversion, but appeared more stable in the stormy waves, and instantly became two large wooden basins, one each occupied by Chunzhu and Mo Baisheng.

Chunzhu, who was at a loss, sat in the middle of the boat, his hands tightly grasping the side of the boat, worried that he would die in the vast sea if he was not careful.

Mo Baisheng stood firmly on the other half of the boat, holding the Blue Spirit Sword in his hand, and he was on guard. He didn't seem to know that the two small boats were getting farther and farther apart.

"It's finally safe. "In the sea of knowledge of Chunzhu, Qingtong's relaxed voice came.

"Safe?" Harutake said. He looked at the vast sea, and the turbulent waves turned over the sky: "Lord Yama wants us or not, I dare not say, the Dragon King seems to be very rare us, looking at this posture, he wants to arrest us to be on an errand." Even in the face of danger, he did not forget to be humorous.

"The master is very suave in nature, and when you arrive at the Crystal Palace, the Dragon King will not let you be on an errand, and maybe he will recruit you as the fast son-in-law of the East Bed. Kiyoki grinned and peeked out of the space.

"You are a little ghost, and the Dragon King are both otherworldly spirit beasts, and it is almost the same to recruit you as a son-in-law. "Got rid of Mo Baisheng's clutches, and the road in front of him, although life and death are uncertain, Chunzhu's mood is indeed much better.

His face suddenly froze: "Dead Qingtong, why did I call you once, but you didn't respond?"

Qingtong put away his joking mentality, and said seriously: "Mo Baisheng, this old thing, although vicious, but there is a fairy spirit on his body, I am afraid that in response to you, I will expose my whereabouts, and I can't successfully sneak attack him, and the two of us have to finish playing." It was because of his immortal aura that when I attacked him, I only blinded him in the eyes and did not take his life. ”

"He has the aura of a fairy on his body, how is this possible?" Chunzhu was puzzled: "A vicious person like him will also be ignited by immortals?"

"It's true. Qingtong said with certainty: "He not only has the spirit of the fairy, he can also read the mind of the immortal family, as long as you think of it, he knows it." ”

Chunzhu sighed, he only now understood why Mo Baisheng could find out every time he wanted to do something.

A big wave hit, and the half-cut ship was thrown into the air, and then it was thrown into the trough, almost overturned. Chunzhu crawled and lay in the half-broken boat, looking at the cloudy sky in horror, helpless.

He and Qingtong were adrift in the stormy waves, and their hearts slowly became heavy. In the face of raging wind and rain and full of dangers, they had already squandered the pleasure of escaping from Mo Baisheng's hands.

"Master, we, we may sink to the bottom of the sea at any time and die in the belly of the fish, what should we do?" Qingtong worried.

"Leave it to fate. Chunzhu was even more helpless, he sighed lightly and said, "Can you escape to the shore against the wind?"

"Such weather. Qingtong shook his head: "No, the thunder will split me." ”

"Will the thunder split you?" Chunzhu was a little puzzled: "Why?"

A huge wave slapped over, and Qingtong grabbed Chunzhu's clothes tightly, for fear that Chunzhu would fall into the water: "I abandon my master, heaven is intolerable, God won't let Lei Gong split me?"

"You-" Chunzhu smiled miserably after thinking about it, he didn't force Qingtong to leave, he knew that no matter what he said, Qingtong would not leave alone.

The master and servant were devastated in the storm. They trembled and looked at the boundless sea, looking at the waves that were higher than the waves, and they were tormented, and they couldn't imagine how long they could last, whether the next huge wave would be the murderer who ended their lives.

They held out until noon, when the wind gradually subsided, the rain stopped, and the sea calmed down.

Chunzhu and Qingtong looked at each other, like chickens in soup, smiling relatively bitterly, and seemed to be safe. But in the vast sea, boundless, can we really drift back to shore? With only a half-broken ship, such a chance is too slim.