It wasn't just one speedboat, but a group, at least seven or eight, plus a number of jet skis, and a helicopter in the air.

A touch of loss flashed in Song Yueying's beautiful eyes, and at her last moments, she actually still had a little fantasy, fantasizing that there was a person who could ride the wind and waves and overcome obstacles.

Song Yueying smiled self-deprecatingly: she was not a woman who liked to be cranky, so she wondered how she could have these strange fantasies at such a time.

The speedboat and motorboat surrounded Song Wushen's yacht, and then several Dongfu soldiers immediately got on the yacht, grabbed Song Yueying and dragged him to the boat.

The Dongfu army has always been high-flying, and they can ignore anyone's existence if they want to arrest anyone.

"Several, this is my people!" Song Wushen smiled at several Dongfu soldiers.

As soon as the words fell, a few swarthy muzzles were pressed against Song Wushen's body, and there was no need to say more.

Obstructing the arrest of the Dongfu army in the waters of China has only one result.

"Chirp ——!"

The terrible sound just now sounded again, Song Wushen just waved his hand lightly, and several Dongfu soldiers felt a chill in their feet.

Looking down, several people saw that the toes of their heavy military boots had been neatly shaved off, and the toes of their toes were all exposed, and the icy sea breeze poured into their military boots from here.

The incisions were neat, as if they had been sharpened by some kind of sharp blade that sharpened iron like clay, and the scale was so precise that at the slightest mistake they would move their toes.

However, no one saw that the man in front of him had any sharp blade in his hand.

"That's how my subordinate's head was cut off." Song Wushen gestured to a few people for a moment of godlessness on the deck, and sneered playfully.

Several Dongfu soldiers immediately faced the enemy, but then something crossed in front of them, which was the invitation post sent by the Chu family to Song Wushen.

Although Song Wushen originally did not plan to attend the birthday banquet of the old man of the Chu family, the invitation to the Chu family must be sent to him.

"It turned out to be General Song, please forgive me for being rude!"

The invitation posts issued by the Chu family are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and those who can get this kind of invitation post in front of them are all first-class VIPs. In order to hide people's eyes, these people all regarded themselves as dignitaries in the military circles of the neighboring countries in China, and the previous Xueyun Sect Sect Leader Xueyun Ji was also like this.

Song Yueying was stunned for a moment: In fact, she really didn't know that the relationship between the sect master Song Wushen and the Huaxia Chu family was so close!

This is Song Wushen's secret, and he hides it deeply.

Song Wushen had no intention of having anything to do with these Dongfu troops, so he sent them away with a wave of his hand.

The main target of these Dongfu Army's pursuit was Qin Chuan, not Song Yueying, and seeing that she was Song Wushen's person, he didn't insist on asking for it anymore.

"Whoosh——!

Taking advantage of the departure of the Dongfu Army, Song Yueying suddenly flew away from the speedboat, jumped onto a speedboat, and started to flee like an arrow from the string.

Song Wushen sneered and shook his head.

Can this woman, no matter how cunning she is, escape from the palm of her hand?

"Atonement for sins!" Song Wushen said coldly to the godless ice who was still surviving, but had already been frightened.

The godless cold ice was pardoned by this, and he knelt on the ground and thanked him a thousand times.

"Thank you for the grace of the sect master not to kill, I will definitely bring up that rebellious head to see the sect master."

"Give her a whole corpse!" Song Wushen threw a sentence coldly, and his voice was like extremely cold ice.

Song Yueying didn't escape far, the bullet whistled past her ear, and a motorboat driven by Senseless Han Bing had already pasted up.

As soon as Song Yueying realized that the motorboat had been close to the hull of her speedboat, she got up and jumped directly on the two speedboats that were speeding at high speed, and landed steadily in Song Yueying's speedboat.

"Sassy fox, slut!"

The godless cold ice grabbed Song Yueying's long hair, and his knees pressed against Song Yueying's waist fiercely, only to hear a cruel twisting sound of squeaks.

"Ah......h

Song Yueying screamed in pain, fell into the cabin of the speedboat, and turned around to shoot in pain, but the next second her wrist was stepped on by the godless cold ice, and the sharp blade was directly across Song Yueying's jade neck.

In terms of skill, Song Yueying is really not a godless and cold opponent, and there is no way to resist at all.

As soon as the knife is cut, Song Yueying's neck will be cut off, and Xiang Xiaoyu will die.

However, for this woman who was still pulling her back when she was dying, it was certainly impossible for her to die happily without godless ice.

Torture her well to vent the hatred in her heart!

"Slut, how do you think you got favored in the Godless Sect?" Shenxian Hanbing pinched Song Yueying's face, sneered happily, and then glanced at her whole body.

All the women's capital that this little fox has is too proud, and it can't make Wushen cold and jealous.

"So what! I let you go to hell and can't hook a man! ”

Godless Han Bing gritted his teeth and hated, and spent this woman's face to make her face go to hell without a face, which is what she wanted to do.

The sharp blade immediately clinged to Song Yueying's face, looking at Song Yueying's pitiful and tearful eyes, a strong pleasure rose in the godless cold heart.

Torture you enough today!

Just as he was about to start, suddenly there was another hum of a speedboat on the sea, and the sound was rapidly approaching.

Mindless Cold Ice turned his head to see that a speedboat was already speeding towards where they were.

"Whoosh——!

A silver light flashed, and the godless cold ice let out a painful moan, and a little blood splashed onto Song Yueying's face, which she had stepped on under her.

But I saw the tip of a speargun piercing the godless cold body, passing through the shoulder. Just a pointed head, it is clear that it is not shot, but thrown directly by hand.

This power, amazingly terrifying!

Godless was furious, she didn't expect that someone would rescue Song Yueying at this time, and she didn't believe that anyone could easily hurt her Godless Sect's right envoy in this way.

"Impossible! Who? The godless cold ice shouted angrily, but the horror in his eyes could not be hidden.

"My man!" Song Yueying sneered.

She was still trampled in the cabin by the godless ice, and she didn't even see what was going on outside, but that didn't mean she couldn't guess who it was.

"Could it be him?"

The godless cold ice didn't know who Song Yueying's man was, and he thought that this was the little fox's words.

However, she thought of one person: the same person who caused Operation Godless Blazing to fail last time!

Thinking of this, the horror in the godless cold eyes couldn't help but intensify: the godless blazing can only be brutally abused when it encounters this person, and in terms of skill, he is not as good as the godless blazing.

The bullet whizzed away at the speedboat, but to no avail. The speedboat spun around at high speed, passing in front of them sideways, and the waves rolled down on them like a wall.

After avoiding this wave, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the boat, and stood in front of them with his hands folded.

Like a god descending to earth, like a god of death descending!

This scene was extremely shocking, even the top killer of the Godless Sect, who was like a murderer, was unable to control his panic and was at a loss in front of this person.

"Qin Chuan!" Song Yueying couldn't help but blurt out.

The cranky scene in her mind just now really happened, and a man really appeared in front of her like a god.

However, it was just a fantasy under his own despair, as untouchable as a dream.

Is this man his patron saint?

"My wife asked me to save you!" Qin Chuan faced Song Yueying and said lightly.