The water of the long river rolls endlessly in the blood of the setting sun.

In the crimson sunset, Chu Tao hugged the crane and the purple brocade jade crown, standing silently on the pier, looking at the black sail shadow in the distance. The delicate eyes hung slightly, covered with indescribable sorrow.

"Uncle Wang, who could it be?" he asked.

"Who?" Wang Hong was confused by him, "Didn't you come here to greet Miss?"

Sneered, silent.

Wang Hong still didn't know how many bloodstained pigeon letters Chu Tao had received from the north bank.

How could there be blood on the letter? Whose blood? He really didn't have any doubts. In the rivers and lakes, blood is the usual color. Fortunately, the letter repeatedly mentioned that Xuehai was still safe, so he only hoped that this nightmare would end as soon as possible. He was not worried that Chu Xuehai would be able to come back safely, Xie Junhe's life and death were not too worrying, and no matter how great Konoha was, he couldn't turn against the sky on the south coast. The real doubt was the last pigeon letter. The crooked and obviously forged handwriting, the smooth cutting, and the fresh fragrance of grass and trees: "The ninth day of the first month, return to the sail." ”

Have you ever seen such an elegant ruffian?

Chu Tao secretly thought it was funny.

But who is it necessary to imitate Xie Jun and that unbearable words to report to him? This matter is so bizarre that it seems to be a mystery for the ages. I can't explain it because I didn't show up.

The wind rises suddenly, and the 10,000-petal pear blossoms fly to the river like goose feathers and heavy snow. The whole river was dyed a clear white. As soon as the boat leaves, it slowly docked in the remnant sun blood and pear blossom rain of the river, carrying a clear and gorgeous peach blossom color back. Xuehai's hunting costume is peach-colored, her smile, and her big flickering eyes are like peach blossoms bathing in the spring breeze. She was dancing her arms wildly, screaming and jumping, still looking innocent and unadulterated.

"I'm not afraid that the boat will capsize!" Chu Tao looked up to the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief. I didn't realize that my feet were a little soft. Wang Hong stepped forward to help him at the right time, but he gave in slightly, signaled that it was okay, and then straightened his clothes and stepped forward.

In addition to the sea of snow on the ship, there is only Xie Junhe.

The ruffian lay quietly, his face gray and purple, as if condensed into a lifeless stone. Chu Tao didn't wait for him to jump to his feet and curse, nor did he wait for him to spill and play tricks, and he couldn't smell the smell of liquor that could almost smoke flies to death in the past. Only a heavy smell of blood spread from the already innumerable wounds on his body. The faces of the crowd turned pale, especially when they saw the fatal wound in his chest penetrating his body.

Chu Tao's gaze swept over the scars all over his body, and he really frowned, but he smiled calmly as if he had already understood. He raised Xie Junhe's clenched fist, the clenched fist was already stiff, and he didn't let go at all. However, there is something hidden in the palm of the hand. What exactly is wrapped in that palm? "He held it all the time. "Yukikaido," ...... after fighting Konoha

The purple jade order slipped into Chu Tao's hands safely. That's right, it's the real Purple Jade Order, the piece that was taken away by Konoha. Now it is full of black and purple blood. This guy desperately wants to defend, one is Chu Xuehai, and the other is Ziyu Ling, and now he is presented in front of Chu Tao unscathed. But ...... for yourself

Chu Tao put away the purple jade order, and once again tightly shook Xie Junhe's bloodstained palm, but he clearly felt that he was holding a piece of dry branch, as if he was holding a piece of scorching ice. Raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Wang Hong. Immediately, Wang Hong's voice of hurriedly calling for Dr. Liu spread throughout the dock.

"Brother, Jun and eldest brother, he ......" Xue Hai was a hundred times more anxious than him. At this moment, everyone on the dock seemed to be more anxious than him. Everyone is asking, who can hurt Xie Junhe like this?

But Chu Tao was so quiet that he was almost indifferent, and he didn't even frown. He turned to the sea of snow and tugged at her braids: "Who sent you back?"

Xue Hai turned his face and was unhappy: "Who else can there be besides Jun and Big Brother?"

"This person doesn't want me to visit, so he taught you to answer like this?"

Xue Hai was stunned and sighed: "What a strange old man...... One moment he was talking to me, and the next he was walking away. ”

"Treading waves?" Chu Tao looked at the wide long river in amazement. He was confident that his light skills would be difficult to meet on the south bank, but he had to avoid all eyes on this wide river and step away on the waves, even if it was a feather by feather. Unless you really become an immortal and have the ability to soar through the clouds.

"What kind of old man?"

"Hunched back, hanging a basket, carrying a pot of wine, wearing a hat, like a fisherman. And with a strange piano. Strange to say, a fisherman has a pair of stringing hands - the fingers are so slender that they are really enviable. ”

Chu Tao unconsciously smiled at his palm, but was slapped by Xue Hai: "It's much stranger than your hand!"

"It's not big, it's not small!" Chu Tao couldn't hold back a smile as he counted, "What's so weird?"

"No matter how good you are, you can't make the wind and waves make the music you play!"

Chu Tao almost didn't think that Xue Hai was talking in a dream, and tried her forehead with his hand.

"Really, brother, this is not a dream!"

"Tell me the truth. ”

Xuehai only knew that when she and Xie Junhe got on the old man's boat and went with the waves, the big boats around them immediately intercepted them, the drums rumbled, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

But the old man unhurriedly withdrew the penny and placed a quaint lyre on the bow of the boat. Slender fingers swept over the strings, bursting out with an awe-inspiring sound. The sound of the piano starts, the sky changes, the wind and clouds are chaotic, and the waves are rolling. In the thick and solemn percussion, the sea of snow saw the black clouds rolling and covering the sky and the sun, and the wild dancing wind blew the river into a blur. The boat shook and swayed in the wind. Suddenly, like a giant dragon stirring up waves underwater, a huge whirlpool rippled with the sound of the piano as the center of the boat. It was as if the dragon had opened its jaws and wanted to suck the water of the river dry.

The majestic aura in the sound of the piano suddenly rose, and the whirlpools on all sides suddenly lifted a ten-meter-high wall of water, covering the sky and the sun, and throwing the ships into the air. The keels of the ships were creaking and breaking at the crash of the waves. As the waves rose and fell rapidly, the ship was tossed upside down, like a plaything in the hands of a child.

The sound of the piano is like a magnificent wave, the whole body of the piano is scattered like blood, and where the strings tremble, it seems to burst out of a dazzling cold light, rolling murderous aura sweeping to the entire river. After a loud bang, there was a great deal of mourning, because the violent collision between the big ship and the big ship had shattered the hull into wreckage and pieces of driftwood. However, no one can save these ostentatious people. Seeing the weapons sink to the bottom of the water, a pair of hands holding driftwood were swallowed up by the monstrous waves and disappeared again.

Only the boat stood still, standing still in the center of the whirlpool.

Xue Hai covered his ears and broke out in a cold sweat.

When the sound of the piano stops, the wind stops, the waves stop, and everything returns to its original state. The fierce people could not resist the turbidity of the long river, and there was no trace. The previous frenzied cries were gone, and all signs of life finally melted into the river. No one will come out alive.

The mysterious old man smiled faintly: "No one dares to come again." ”

Fluttering birds swept overhead, and there was a dead silence on the river.

Xue Hai asked in horror, "You...... Who is it?"