The red lady stretched out her right hand coated with bright red cardamom, picked up the wine glass, and brought it to the lips of the velvet velvet.

Looking at this posture, if Yang Rongrong doesn't drink, the other party will not let her go.

Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenshu both knew in their hearts that this wine could not be drunk.

Otherwise, they will probably be like those who disappeared before, and will never be able to return.

Yang Rongrong seemed to be frightened, revealing an aggrieved and helpless look: "Don't be like this, I'm so scared, you give me the wine glass, and I'll drink it myself." ”

The red lady stuffed the wine glass into her hand, her eyes still staring at her unblinkingly, obviously to see her drink with her own eyes.

Yang Rongrong held the wine glass, and quietly glanced at Shen Wenshu sitting next to him by bowing his head to drink.

He didn't speak, but Yang Rongrong could see the dialog box above him.

[I poured the wine.] 】

Yang Rongrong didn't hesitate, and threw the wine glass directly on the ground.

Liquor was sprinkled on the floor.

This action angered not only the red lady, but also the others in the cabin.

They all stood up and pounced on Yang Rong Rong with a fierce look.

The fingernails of the nearest red lady were about to pierce the eyes of Yang Rongrong.

Yang Rong Rong immediately ducked back.

At the same time, Shen Wenshu drew his sword out of its sheath.

Although he couldn't use spiritual power, his sword moves hadn't been forgotten.

The blade of the Mindless Sword drew an ice-blue arc in mid-air, and the speed was so fast that an afterimage appeared.

The red lady's right hand was cut off by a sword.

She let out a terrible scream.

But soon, her right hand grew again.

The novices who grow out have only white bones, no flesh and skin.

It looks even weirder.

The red lady looked at Yang Rongrong with resentful eyes and cursed: "I want you to die!" ”

After saying that, he pounced on her again!

Yang Rongrong felt very wronged, it was obvious that the person who cut off her hand was Shen Wenshu, why did she stare at herself? !

All those who intended to attack Yang Rongrong were all blocked by Shen Wenshu wielding his sword.

The two fought and retreated, until they retreated to the outside of the cabin.

However, the people on the deck also became like the Red Lady at this time, all of them had fierce eyes, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, and they all came up with a brush, not allowing Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenshu to have a chance to leave.

In order to find an opportunity to break out of the encirclement, Shen Wenshu's tricks became more and more ruthless.

All those who approached them were killed instantly by him with a sword through the throat.

But he soon realized that something was wrong.

Those who were killed were quickly resurrected after death, and not only that, but they also became stronger, increasing their speed and strength by several notches.

This has led to the increasingly precarious situation of Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenji.

The other party is an immortal and tireless monster, but Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenshu are mortal bodies, and if they continue to stalemate like this, in the end, Yang Rongrong and Shen Wenshu will not be able to support it first.

While facing the enemy, Yang Rongrong tried to think about how to solve the current dilemma.

Suddenly, Shen Wenshu shouted at her.

"Sang Chun."

Yang Rongrong turned her head to look at him, and at a glance she saw the dialog box above him.

[I'm going to attract firepower, and you take the opportunity to jump ship.] 】

She frowned, this solution was indeed possible, but he would be very dangerous, what if he was extinguished by the group of monsters?

Shen Wenshu obviously guessed her thoughts.

Then she saw the dialog box above his head pop up with new content.

[Don't worry, I have a way to get out of it.] 】

Seeing him say this, Yang Rongrong nodded and agreed with his proposal.

She was thinking about what method Shen Wenshu would use to lure those monsters away, when she saw that he suddenly leaked a flaw, so that the red lady could catch the opportunity.

The red lady scratched a deep wound on the back of his hand.

Bright red blood gushed out and fell to the floor in a dripping drop.

When those monsters saw the blood, they immediately became even more excited.

They even forgot that there was still a poplar velvet, and rushed towards Shen Wenshu in a hurry.

Shen Wenshu pretended to be physically exhausted and fled in a hurry in the other direction.

Naturally, the monsters are in hot pursuit.

In this way, Yang Rongrong has a chance to escape.

She rushed to the guardrail while she was unprepared, grabbed the guardrail with both hands and jumped out hard.

Who knew that the red lady grabbed her hair at this time and grabbed her back.

The red lady roared with a hideous face: "You don't want to run!" ”

Yang Rongrong really can't understand, why does this woman have to stare at herself?

She swung her sword and cut off her hair with one sword without hesitation.

Black hair fell out.

The red lady could only watch Yang Rongrong jump off the boat.

The moment he fell into the seawater, Yang Rongrong didn't have time to feel the coldness of the seawater, and he felt that it was dark in front of him.

The world suddenly fell silent, and the brain was blurry.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she had returned to the spirit boat, her clothes were dry, and her long hair was fine.

At this time, she was sitting cross-legged, and Shen Wenshu was lying next to her.

His eyes were closed and motionless, as if he had fallen into a stupor.

Yang Rongrong called him several times, but it was useless.

She looked around, and there was fog as far as she could see, and she couldn't see anything at all.

Everything they experienced on the painting boat seemed to be a dream.

Now she's awake, so back to reality.

But why hasn't Shen Wenshu woken up yet?

Could it be because he didn't succeed in leaving the Long Day?

The spirit boat drifted alone on the sea, surrounded by a thick black fog, unable to see or hear anything clearly, as if the whole world had left them.

Yang Rongrong looked at Shen Wenshu in front of him.

He lay there quietly, his snow-white clothes covered with the spirit boat, his thick black eyelashes casting a small shadow, and his flawless face glowing with luster in the night, like a precious natural work of art, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

On weekdays, he always behaves very cold, making people afraid to approach.

But at this time, his eyes were closed, the cold aura dissipated, and the whole person became much softer.

Yang Rongrong felt a little uncomfortable.

Shen Wenshu came to Penglai Immortal Island to seek the keel because of her.

If it weren't for her, he would still be the number one sword cultivator in the world with infinite scenery, and he wouldn't be as uncertain as he is now.

It was she who caused him.

Velvet lifted his upper body and rested his head on her lap.

She looked at the endless fog ahead and muttered.

"What are we going to do next?"

Suddenly, there was a little light ahead.

Yang Rong's eyes caught that little bit of light, and immediately came to the spirit, is anyone coming?!

The light was getting closer.

It turned out that it was also a leaf spirit boat.

There was an acquaintance sitting on the small spirit boat, it was Wang Hezhi, who had not been separated for a long time.

Wang Hezhi stood on top of the spirit boat, carrying a small lantern in his hand.

The little light that Yang Rongrong saw was emanating from the lantern.

She was pleasantly surprised: "Didn't you say you were waiting for us at the ferry?" How did you get here? ”