Chapter 241: Buried at the bottom of the sea
"Mrs. Liu-" Shen Wuwan stretched out his hand to stop her, "The matter of the Liu family was done by the killer of Wangfeng Tower, you can't complain about Lang Jun!" ”
She snorted coldly: "Wangfeng Tower is acting on orders, but you have pushed it clean." ”
Shen Wuwan choked in his throat and said quietly: "If you want to blame, you can only blame the person you like." ”
"Yan Chu?" Her heart sank, "What's the matter with him?" ”
"Heh, if he hadn't taken the boatman beforehand, where would the people of Wangfeng Tower be able to cross the river." The corners of Shen Wuwan's lips twitched, "Didn't he tell you?" ”
Her eyes were dark.
No, it won't be him.
He said that he was not involved in the affairs of the Liu family.
"Yan Chu won't lie to me."
Shen Wuwan smiled meaningfully: "If he doesn't hide it like this, how can you understand?" ”
Liu Ruyan stared at the other party and was silent for a while.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask for yourself." Shen Wuwan said suddenly.
"Where are the others?"
Shen Wuwan high-fived and said with a smile: "It's on this boat!" ”
Liu Ruyan suddenly turned around.
In sight, a man wearing a black and gold mask was escorted by the puppets and staggered towards him.
He lowered his eyes, his hands were tied to the dark iron, and the moment he saw Liu Ruyan, Shen Yanchu raised his eyes.
She could see clearly that the wounds on his body were like dark thorns, and the blood was already mottled.
"Ah Chu, you heard it all." Shen Wuwan glanced at him nonchalantly.
Shen Yanchu broke free of the puppet and stood with his head held high.
"He's right, but it's all true?" Liu Ruyan met his gaze and finally asked, "At the beginning of Liujiazhuang, you took the boatman in advance, so that the people of Wangfeng Tower had a chance?" ”
Shen Yanchu looked away.
"Why don't you answer?" Liu Ruyan asked in a hoarse voice, "In the end, did you do it?" ”
Shen Yanchu finally nodded.
Heart, sink to the bottom.
The sea breeze blew in her ears, and Liu Ruyan only felt cold.
It was like a needle piercing into the bone marrow, and I couldn't help but tremble.
She bit her lower lip, her eyes damp.
"Why...... That person is your ......"
With a light sigh, he let the sea breeze sweep away and disperse.
He gave her warmth and brought her out of the sea of suffering.
But it was also him, single-handedly, who pushed her to hell.
Let her never recover!
"Since I was wrong, it's not too late to turn back." Shen Wuwan picked up a scimitar and walked over from the other side of the cabin.
"Liu Niangzi's knife is now returned to its original owner." Shen Wuwan handed it over.
It's a cold moon.
She picked up the handle of the knife, and the knife was left in Jinyang, but she didn't expect it to go around and return to her hands.
"The word love is the most misleading." Shen Wuwan stood with his arms crossed, "As long as you kill him, you can avenge your fellow clan." ”
Liu Ruyan was stunned.
Shen Wuwan raised his hand and pointed at it, his voice was like a bewitchment: "Liujiazhuang and the Cangying Sect are incompatible, kill him and atone for his sins!" ”
Liu Ruyan's heart was shocked, and her five fingers held the handle of the knife.
"What, reluctantly?" Shen Wuwan sneered, "No wonder, this kid has a deep affection for you, and he doesn't hesitate to hide the sins he has committed in order to be with you." ”
"Shut up—" She covered her head and leaned down, "Don't say that—"
"Say no more—"
The corners of Shen Wuwan's mouth lifted and he gestured.
Opposite him, "Shen Yanchu" swooped forward, and under the cuffs, the cold light flashed, and the target was Liu Ruyan.
Change happens only in an instant.
When she was aware, a person suddenly appeared in the dark to block his attack, and at the same time shot a wave of qi, which hit the face of "Shen Yanchu".
Liu Ruyan only had time to see a black gauze hat man and killed Shen Yanchu with one move.
She didn't hesitate, her wrist flipped, the scimitar was drawn instantly, and in the sparkling light, she stepped forward, and the knife slammed into the arms of the hateman.
Behind it, the thick sea rolled freely, roaring like thunder, like a wild beast dormant in the abyss.
The man's eyes stared at her with a complicated look, and his fingertips finally drooped.
"You hate me like that......"
The familiar voice came to his ears, and he tilted his head, with the stars in his eyes, and fell from the side of the ship.
Falling into the sea.
The black gauze hat blew off in the wind, revealing a familiar face.
She stood outside the string of the boat, at the edge of the knife, blood dripping down her face.
The heart was tightly pulled, and the grudge between the two worlds disappeared when he saw his farewell eyes.
The scimitar was out of her hand, and she leaned over and leaped into the sea.
"Yan Chu—Yan Chu—" she shouted over and over again, swimming towards him.
A big wave hit, and Liu Ruyan was slapped into the sea by the water.
Salty water poured into the lungs, and there was a burst of pain. When she had recovered her strength, she came out of the water again and looked around.
The boundless night spreads out, and in the water, the black shirts are staggering.
She swam towards it.
The waves were undulating, between the two, as dangerous as the mountains.
It was getting closer, and she could even see his closed eyes.
"Shen Yanchu—" She shouted intermittently, her voice already hoarse.
Liu Ruyan swam over.
She held out her hand to him, only to realize that her fingers were cold and she had long since lost consciousness.
She stiffened her fingers and touched him.
Not far away, a tidal wave rose one after another, and the big waves like the walls of the city were as fast as ten thousand horses galloping, and they rushed to him with a shout.
Until the dark sea came in, but in an instant, it swallowed him.
Liu Ruyan was completely pushed into the distance by this wave.
Between the ups and downs, she turned her head, the black and oppressive water and sky were colored, boundless, and she could no longer find that figure.
Liu Ruyan boiled the water and plunged into the bottom of the water, not knowing how far she swam out, so far that she couldn't swim anymore, but she still saved her breath and dived into the water.
"Miss Liu—"
"Yan'er—"
Bai Zhi and the others rowed a small boat and came this way.
Liu Ruyan was immersed in the water, her face was miserable, and her eyes were completely devoid.
Just now, in the system character column, Shen Yanchu's avatar darkened.
The person she hid on the tip of her heart was proud, and in the end, she was buried in this cold seabed.
……
Changxing Village, a small island in the Bohai Sea, where most of the villagers make a living from fishing.
The village woman was sitting in front of the eaves weaving nets, and in the distance, a lady asked, "Is there a boat to go to sea today?" ”
The village woman shook her head: "The wind is too strong, and the boat can't go out to sea." ”
The girl's face was lonely, and she turned around and left.
She had just walked a few steps away, turned her head solemnly, and said, "Wait until your fishing boat goes out to sea, and find someone for me." ”
The village woman should be fine.
Along the coastline, there is a gorge bend, and the wind and waves are very strong, and some seashells and other debris are often washed onto the shore.
When Shen Yan was swept away by the waves, he was in this sea area.
As she walked, she looked out at the end.
The white waves fluttered, but there was no human figure in sight.
Since that night, she has come to the fishing village. At first, she went to sea every day to find people, and then she hired fishermen here to search for people for her.
More than a month has passed, and there has been no news.
It's like a stone sinking into the sea, completely gone.
But she didn't give up.
The person who haunted her dreams, how can she say no, it's gone......
Liu Ruyan stood on the shore, looking at the water:
"When I use the secret book of the boat to lure out the people behind the scenes, I will take you back to Dali."
"Okay, don't keep me waiting."
"Is that reluctant?"
"Who said that you can't bear it, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to deal with it."
"Okay, let the lady worry."
"Not really."
He chuckled and said as if with pleasure, "Izu-"