It's late, the sun sets, the Yinchuan River is even more biting cold, the river surface is pitch black, only the river water is cloudy to cold, not in a hurry to flow slowly......

There was a small boat on the river, a little light scattered a soft glow, and an iron oar rose and fell to stir up the water. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man is still rocking, and the Yinchuan ferryman is still indifferent, like the water in this river.

The giant boys who had been tossing all day slept together, and with a little warmth on each other's bodies, they dispelled the cold of the night and a trace of coldness.

Only the two of them stared wide-eyed, and they didn't feel sleepy......

Jin Ming leaned weakly on the side of the ship, his handsome face, which was originally full of life, was lifeless at this time, pale as a dying person, his originally shrewd and bright eyes, dark and dead, mourning more than death.

When all the anger is exhausted, the person has no strength, but bows his head timidly, and falls into deep self-blame: "I hurt him...... I hurt him......"

He once wanted to fight hard, but also to bite the old thief, even if it was not good, he spit out a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't do it, except for serious injuries again and again, verbal contempt, he couldn't do anything, and the wrestlers dared to turn the sky......

Yes, he's just a servant of Yin Chuandu.

The female Taoist priest of Liuchuan was confused, and she asked the envoy why she did this, but she only got a woman's kindness!

No matter how high her qualifications are, in the eyes of others, she is just a woman who has attained the Tao by relying on her ancestors, and she can't do anything for Jin Ming and his clansmen, she is just a Taoist priest in Yinchuan Du, a noble but powerless, nominal Liuchuan.

The night is silent, especially the night on the Yinchuan River, which is as silent as death, and everyone is immersed in their own world, isolated from everything in reality.

The oars under the hands of Baichuan Daoren regained their previous calmness, unhurried, bringing up waves, everything that happened today, the Taoist has forgotten, except for a trace of undetectable regret: the mantra, I couldn't get it.

Suddenly, Lao Dao's heart palpitated!

There is danger!!

The iron oars on the boat immediately increased their speed, and his vulture eyes instantly retreated in a cloudy light, and the light suddenly appeared, and the beam of light probed into the endless darkness......

Finally, he found the place that made him uneasy, Bai Chuan's eyes were full of cold light, it was too presumptuous, this was already the periphery of this sect, the demon head of the Heavenly Demon Sect was too rampant, and he dared to chase here!

The sail of the nightmare, passing through the endless darkness, the ship is black, the night is black, even the blood-colored sails are dyed black in the endless darkness, the sail of the nightmare, like a ghost floating on the Yin River, it has no light itself, but it chases this little bit of light.

Baichuan Daoren snorted coldly, lowered his head and shook the oar, and the sound of the iron oars hitting the water quickly woke up a boatload of giants.

Daoist Liuchuan retracted his thoughts and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Two demons, the thief's heart is not dead!"

"What?

Everyone's faces turned pale, their tall bodies trembled, their eyes were full of deep fear, they were not only afraid of the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen, but also afraid of this ferryman, he would abandon them!

Jin Ming's miserable face was rarely bloody, a trace of flushing, he was a little excited in his heart, he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, but he didn't have a trace of fear for the nightmare sail, in his opinion, he was sitting on the real magic boat......

"The Taoist of the Yinchuan Sect, what are you running? The little woman can be regarded as seeing it today, the Taoist inheritance, the self-proclaimed Yinchuan Daozhen who is orthodox in heaven and earth, has actually done something that our demon sect despises, it is really breathtaking, what the Taoist friends do is deeply in line with my Heavenly Demon Doctrine, it is better to be extradited by my husband and wife, and the Taoist friends will join my Heavenly Demon Sect!"

After the magic queen finished speaking, she secretly glanced at the man sitting under the sail with his eyes closed, and saw that he was not happy or angry, and his face was expressionless......

Baichuan Daoren listened to the sarcasm of the Demon Queen, his face twitched slightly, and he could ignore the resentment and curse of the ants against him, but the words came from the mouth of a monk of the same level, the weight was different, and the wave aroused was also different.

"The old Taoist advises the two of you not to be greedy and obsessed, play with fire and self-immolation, once you alarm my master, the fate of the two can be imagined!"

The old Taoist mouth is like this, but the speed of the swaying oar is not slow at all, the blue boat in the lights is so fast that it almost floats on the water, and the fire flies for hundreds of miles in an instant.

"Old Miscellaneous Hair, can you run? Giggle......"

The wind is blowing, the ghost is tracking, and the black sailboat turns into a black line on the Yinchuan River, and the shadows are full of shadows, and it is strange and fast, hanging tightly behind the light of the flying arrow.

"Meng'er, don't talk nonsense with him, sound attack!"

Maggee's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, she took out the blood ** snail, put it to her mouth and blew it: "Woo...... Whining...... Woo...... Woohoo......"

The whining and weeping sounds sounded on the surface of the river, and then screams, curses, panic, and wails reached the ears of Ning Ze, Roy, and the Demon Lord through the heavy night.

Seeing that the sea blue boat slowed down, the demonic energy around the demon lord was boiling, he had the urge to get off the boat and kill people, he tried his best to suppress the restless demon heart, no!!

Baichuan Daoren's old face was already black, and the waste under his feet had gone crazy, but they didn't bite each other, they actually rushed towards him, their eyes were full of resentment towards him, and the demon sound magnified the fear and hatred in their hearts infinitely, and their minds were not there, so they naturally had no awe!

"Look for death!"

Baichuan's murderous intent has risen!

"You are not allowed to hurt them!!"

The female Taoist priest of Liuchuan had red eyes, pointing at the old Taoist with the Dao sword in her hand, her eyes seemed to be clear and chaotic, she was still sticking to her only obsession and guarding these children!

"You ......"

Baichuan Lao Dao looked at the Dao sword pointing at him, and the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, so pedantic, his cultivation was so low, and he didn't know how to advance or retreat, how to enjoy the Liuchuan Honor!

Just when Baichuan Lao Dao was about to lose control and kill, the sound of the magic conch suddenly stopped.

As soon as the magic sound stopped, everyone collapsed, without a trace of strength, the corners of Jin Ming's mouth were bleeding, but he was the most sober person, he saw everything, the killing machine of the Baichuan Daoist, to the giants of the same clan, to the Daoist Liuchuan.

The Liuchuan Taoist regained his senses, glanced at the Baichuan Daoist who was shaking with all his might, put down the Dao sword that had been pointing at Baichuan, and retreated.

The Yinchuan River is not straight, not to mention the twists and turns, but also wide and narrow, the narrow place is only a hundred miles apart, the wide place, but it seems to be boundless, the river surface is wide, but the water level has not changed a bit, neither a trace of high, nor a single drop, the river seems to be limited by an invisible rule.

The water level remains unchanged, and the river surface widens, naturally there is a river to join, the sea blue boat has resumed the high speed, the boat floats lightly, turns and turns, and enters an extremely wide branch river, although the river is a branch vein, but the water potential is vast and rapid, the mighty river goes straight into the Yin River, the big river goes straight down, there is a general trend of the river returning to the river.

The ghostly sail of the nightmare, chasing to the mouth of the river with some hesitation.

"Sir, it's the Dadu River again!" explained the bloodline demon queen of Gufan weakly.

"Dadu River, but it has something to do with Yinchuan Crossing?"

"Yes, the outer disciples of Yinchuan Du, based on the water veins of the Dadu River, are stationed on both banks, and countless undercurrents, reefs, and various turbulences have been laid in the river, which are full of dangers and should not be pursued. ”

"So you've failed......"

"Sir, my husband and wife have done their best, if it weren't for ......."

"Mr. Meng'er, we are incompetent, begging Mr. to raise his noble hand and let my husband and wife live. ”

The Black Nightmare Demon Lord interrupted his wife's words and pulled the Blood Dream Demon Queen to the bottom......

"You're smart, you're a talent! Roy, what do you say?"

Roy bowed his head and said, "Sir, in fact, the responsibility lies with me, the magic queen's magic voice has already worked, it is my ......"

Ning Ze nodded slightly and said, "Let's go!"

"Mr. Xie!"

The Demon Lord bowed, pulled up the Demon Queen and flew out with the Demon Smoke, the speed was extremely fast, and it flew for a whole hour, until he was exhausted, and then slowed down.

"Brother Wei, our ship hasn't come back yet?"

"Meng'er, you have cultivated the demon for so long, but you still don't understand the demon! I don't understand him, he is the demon of the devil! The devil's heart is unpredictable, unpredictable, and cannot be questioned! There is no disobedience!"