In this way, Zhuge Xuan lived next door to Bihua.

It's just that everything is not as simple as Bihua imagined, and Bihua also realized again that this is a real world, and everyone has their own ideas.

The human heart is the most unpredictable, not like in the game, as long as you persistently brush your favorability, the other party can reach a close relationship with her according to her wishes.

She wondered why the closer she got to the heroine, the more the heroine rejected herself? Although the heroine didn't show it on the surface, how could she not see the alienation in the other party's words and deeds after getting along in the past few days.

The flying boat had been sailing for half a month, and had already left the boundary of the Northern Cold Continent, and had arrived at the edge of the West Sea all the way without incident.

In the original book, the sneak attack of the Demon Sect did not appear, Bihua breathed a sigh of relief, half a year in advance, and really let the heroine avoid the catastrophe.

In a relaxed mood, Bihua began to enjoy the scenery on the way.

The scene of the West Sea is different from the cold and secluded forest of the North Stygian Sea, the color of the sea water is jade-like turquoise and clear, the blue sea and the blue sky are the same color, and the white clouds are like the reflection of the sails, reflecting between the water and the sky.

The sunlight pours on the sea, and from time to time there are gulls passing by, and the tips of the orange-red claws break through the sparkling waves, like broken gold, and the snow-white tide rushes forward wave after wave, and there is no edge in sight.

The four-story cabin is spacious and spacious, the antique carved windows are pushed open, and the vast sea scene is in full view, and a copper bell hangs in the corner of the cornices by the window, which swayes in the breeze and makes a crisp and melodious jingle sound.

Bihua stood in front of the window and looked out to sea.

The golden brilliance shrouded her body, cutting out an elegant and exquisite figure, snowy skin and sideburns, ice and snow posture, as if a person among the gods, fluttering and having a state of birth.

She glanced at today's weather, turned her head, and was about to chat with the heroine, when she saw that the girl was looking at her behind her with suspicious eyes, but Bihua turned around too suddenly, so that the heroine didn't have time to hide her expression.

Bihua is helpless and depressed, the heroine will come to her room every day to check in and say hello, occasionally ask some questions about cultivation, and then leave with a few courtesies, never staying too much in her place.

She is also not good at breaking her own personality, and frequently takes the initiative to find the heroine.

The heroine not only doesn't want to have a heart to heart with her, but also always secretly observes her with such strange eyes, what kind of fetish is this???

What did you do that made the girl have such a big opinion about herself.

Of course, even if she wonders in her heart, Bihua does not complain about the heroine.

The heroine reminded her of a cat she had raised in her previous life.

At first, when it was taken home, it always resisted itself, and as soon as it approached, it vigilantly blew up all the hair on its body, and meowed fiercely at itself, pretending to meow fiercely in a snorting voice.

I wanted to touch it, so it quickly hid under the bed to resist its approach, and when I pretended to be doing something else, when I looked back, I could see that the cat had come out of the bed at some point, and was squatting in the corner, secretly observing itself.

When it accepts itself wholeheartedly, it sticks to itself every day, refuses to let itself go for a moment, and spoils it with its fluffy tail wrapped around its calves all day long.

Bihua remembered her previous life, and she was stunned for a while, and she didn't know if the cat at home would have anyone take good care of her after she left.

Just as she was feeling nostalgic, the sky outside the window, which was still sunny, completely darkened in an instant.

The sudden turn of the flying boat caused everything on the ship to fall in one direction, and many of the utensils in the room staggered, and the delicate porcelain cups placed on the table fell to the ground and shattered.

"What's wrong?" Bihua steadied herself, feeling a faint feeling in her heart.

She looked out the window, and saw that the quiet sea was rough at the moment, and the water that had been blue and clear not long ago was as deep as the ink had been stirred up.

The wind chimes on the cornices were also ringing rapidly, as if Hades was urging souls to ask for their lives.

"Let's go out and have a look. Bihua decisively pulled up the heroine, pushed open the door and quickly left the room.

In a short moment, most of the monks left their chambers and gathered on both sides of the ship, eagerly talking, and some of them were moving quickly to the foredeck to inquire about the stewards of the ship.

Bihua opened the communication jade talisman and read the message sent to her by Yan Yizhi, her face changed suddenly, and she said to Zhuge Xuan:

"It's not good, it's a spiritual whirlwind!"

When Zhuge Xuan saw the crowd of people hurrying on the side of the ship with pale faces, how could he not guess that something very urgent had happened now.

Her face also became heavy, and she asked Bi Hua, "Peak Master, what is the spiritual qi cyclone, is there a solution?"

Bihua didn't respond directly, stared into the distance, rubbed her temples, and said to Zhuge Xuan: "Let's go to the bow of the boat first and meet up with a few Yuanying real people, and then I will explain to you." ”

At this time, she couldn't care about the rules prohibiting flying on the flying boat, she pulled up Zhuge Xuan, jumped lightly from the side of the fourth-floor ship, and landed on the deck of the first floor.

Wen Zhenren and the others had arrived at the bow of the ship as soon as possible, their expressions were extremely serious, and they were discussing with the monk who was controlling the flying boat how to avoid the danger in front of them.

Directly in front of the flying boat, the sky was a vast chaos without light, and the storm formed a windfall vortex on the sea, its height almost penetrated the sky and the sea, like a giant standing between heaven and earth, sweeping towards this side at an incalculable speed, and everything that was close to the storm was involuntarily swept into it.

Under the action of the great power of heaven and earth, the flying boat dozens of zhang long looks so small, like a drop in the ocean.

"Not really. Bihua was expressionless, but in fact, she looked at the rapidly approaching wind wall in front of her in a daze, and pulled the corners of her lips stiffly, unable to even make a bitter smile.

How can there be this plot in the original book? This is a spiritual energy riot that even the Avatar Monk can't resist! It can't be because she changed the plot that she will encounter this kind of disaster that can be called a heavenly send-off.

The facts no longer allow her to speculate.

The steering monk used all his mana to adjust the sails, and suddenly changed course, and in the midst of danger, he could not care about calming people's hearts, and shouted to everyone on board:

"Fellow citizens, do your best to turn the flying boat, or we'll all fold here today!

Needless to say, the three Yuanying monks had already joined forces to transport mana, and a giant spirit palm condensed by pure mana appeared majestically in the sky above the flying boat.

However, at this time, under the mighty power of heaven and earth, this giant palm actually seemed so powerless.

The Yuan Infant Law Ministers turned the tide and reversed the direction of the flying boat, pulling it along the path to avoid the aura cyclone.

Seeing this situation, all the people on the flying boat, regardless of their cultivation, did their best to show their supernatural powers, and worked together to assist the steering monk to control the Gathering Spirit Sail.

However, the speed of the spiritual cyclone was so fast, like lightning flashing, it was still on the beach in the sky not long ago, and it moved to the front of me in the blink of an eye.

The incomparably strong suction wanted to pull the flying boat into it, and almost everyone lost the idea of thinking at this moment, desperately mobilizing all their mana to resist.

For a while, hundreds of magic weapons in the air were controlled, and all kinds of spiritual power surged in, twisted into a force, and struggled to fight against this suction force.

However, it was too late, and the resistance of the people of Jiuning Mountain was extremely insignificant under the tearing of the storm whirlwind.

In an instant, the Steering Monk had no time to make the ship go farther away, and the entire hull was almost completely flipped over, and it was stumbled into the boundless wall of wind that traversed the heavens and the earth.