Encountering a sword from the upper realm of Xuan Zhizhi's life, Mu Sanqian only felt a chill in his chest, and then something warm kept flowing out of his body. His hands and limbs suddenly lost his strength like this, and Mu Sanqian slowly sank on the surface of the lake, only to see the light outside through the thin and indistinct water.

But something was scattered in the water and blocked Mu Sanqian's view, and he tried to lower his head, and saw that a crack in his shirt had suddenly opened for the sword, and blood was constantly flowing out of it.

The lake water poured into his ears, and the sound outside suddenly faded away, and in the end, all that remained in his ears was his own heartbeat.

"It seems that I really have nothing to do with water. Is it really fateful?"

One last thought flashed through Mu Sanqian's mind, and then his eyelids became heavier and heavier, until he finally had no strength to open them, and the last light on the water disappeared from his eyes.

"You're such a shrewd person, why are you always doing stupid things?"

In the pitch-black lake, under the cold water, a faint figure with white light appeared, she used her slender wrist to wrap around Mu Sanqian, who had been sinking in the water, and her beautiful but extremely sacrosanct face slowly approached Mu Sanqian's cheek.

"Did you see your former self in that child?"

She held Mu Sanqian up, and her eyes seemed to be extremely helpless.

"If you die, this girl will be buried with you, why can't you take care of your body?"

Saying that, the face that had amazed Mu Sanqian several times lightly covered Mu Sanqian's slightly smiling face.

Together, breathe together.

The thunder of the bowl mouth above the sky fell suddenly, Po Xuan gave the spirit Jiao's soul invasion, and gave Ning Xiaoyao a sword to force back to the lake, and the sky thunder fell exactly in the air, and slashed straight at Po Xuan's body.

The surface of the lake was almost shattered inch by inch by this thunderstorm, Ning Xiaoyao pulled up Yang Shanzhe and retreated to the cabin for temporary shelter, it is difficult to have living creatures under the catastrophe, but I am afraid that Mu Sanqian is also more auspicious.

Mu Boy's life is shattered, and he even occupies the body of the white python qi machine, all of which are short-lived, is this really his own misfortune?

The thunder on the lake lasted for half a day, and the passengers on the boat who did not have the slightest cultivation covered their ears to no avail, and it was lucky to be lucky to survive such a close encounter, compared to the thunder, it was nothing to deter the nostrils and bleeding from the ears.

"Where's my son-in-law?"

Hongyi saw Ning Xiaoyao and Yang Shanzhe entering the cabin, but there was no figure of his son-in-law Mu Sanqian, so he staggered over despite his injuries and injuries.

But as soon as she opened her mouth here, the thunder exploded over there, and her anxious inquiry was instantly drowned in the thunder outside the ship.

"It's thunder and lightning again, what's going on outside?"

When the thunder passed, Mu Guiyun knocked his ears hard, he almost shouted out his throat, but he still couldn't hear his own voice.

"Where's my son-in-law?"

The red clothes grabbed Ning Xiaoyao's placket and asked again.

"Wood Boy—he—"

Po Xuan's sword is to accumulate the power of knowing the fate of the upper realm, even compared with his own sword of the opening of the mountain, it is not much better, Mu 3000 Tianzi Zhuo is not fake, but after all, only the cultivation of the upper realm of reason, if he could take that step earlier, he may still have some ability to resist in the face of that sword.

Knowing fate and reasoning, what lies in the middle is not just as simple as those layers of realms.

Hongyi took care of Mu Sanqian's daily life in the back mountain of the Xishu Sword Sect, and the relationship between the two was not just a master and servant in his opinion. Therefore, the more anxious Red Yi became, the more difficult it was for him to speak.

Ning Xiaoyao opened his mouth but didn't say anything, the fact is that he couldn't hear it when he said it, and the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation suddenly exploded, and Hongyi was worried about Mu Sanqian's safety and didn't even use the gas machine to resist in the slightest, even when she saw Yin Hong's blood oozing out from the corners of her eyes and nostrils, it looked extremely terrifying.

"Girl in red, you'd better hurry up and breathe for a while!"

Yang Shanzhe held on to the red clothes and finally said something with a little emotion.

Ning Xiaoyao did not hesitate to put his hand on the wrist of the red coat and began to help her regulate her veins.

"Childe. ”

The red clothes were suddenly lost for a moment, as if they had lost their souls.

She broke free of Ning Xiaoyao's hand and staggered from the cabin to the deck.

Looking around, the lake was in a mess after the thunder, Po Xuan had disappeared after that, and he had probably been blasted into powder by the thunder, the lake was swaying, and there were still eyes full of light scattered everywhere, and those rays of light still had some vitality after this thunder, and they were slowly gathering together.

Ning Xiaoyao raised Shan Zhe and Mu Guiyun and then came out to check on the deck, and they didn't want Mu Sanqian to be killed.

There was a milky white halo covering Mu Sanqian's body, mixing with the light of the spirit Jiao's soul and hiding his figure.

"Childe!"

The red clothes held on to the fence next to the boat, and a mournful call was heard far away in the Danyang Lake under the night sky, but it did not get the slightest response.

The black clouds above everyone's heads were still extremely low, and the sky, which had only stopped for a moment, began to thunder faintly again.

Smack!

Smack!

Mu Sanqian, who had already surfaced on the water, suddenly felt cold on his cheeks, and when he opened his eyes with great difficulty, he saw that he was still soaking in the cold lake, and not far in front of him was the cloudy sky, and it was already raining at this time, and the cold touch was the rain dripping from the sky.

"The sky is overcast, and there is a faint thunder, but I hope that the wind and rain will come. ”

Suddenly, a nice voice said something in Mu Sanqian's ear, but at this time, Mu Sanqian didn't even have the strength to distinguish the voice and understand the content.

But he still felt glad that this time he was so close to death, but he still survived.

Mu Sanqian suddenly felt a little itchy in his throat, so he coughed irrepressibly twice, but it involved the sword wound in his chest, and he grinned in pain at the moment.

Hula, the dense rain began to fall, and the red clothes still stood on the deck and stared at the lake, despite their soaked clothes.

"It's Childe!"

Hongyi saw Mu Sanqian's movements because of coughing, which she keenly captured.

"The wooden boy is still alive! After breaking the Xuan's sword, he was robbed by the heavens, and the wooden boy's life is hard enough!"

Mu Sanqian's qi machine was extremely difficult to find in Lingjiao's soul qi machine, Ning Xiaoyao didn't stop searching since he left the cabin, but in the end, he still relied on the keen eyes of the red clothes to find Mu Sanqian floating on the water.

Bang!

The clouds exploded in the rain, and everyone looked up, and the sky in the distance actually cracked a whirlpool, and there seemed to be a thunder faintly falling again in the whirlpool!