Black Lotus Tactics Manual

"Just pull me if you don't want to die!" Miao Miao sweated her back, grasping one end of the mast hard. The mast sank sharply. The big man hugged the other end, and the debris floating on the water was scratched on his face. A lot of blood.

Liu Fuyi was holding the injured Mu Yao on the awning. The clothes of the two were soaked. Mu Yao was shivering unconsciously. Liu Fuyi was anxious and looked at the following with a frown: "Miao Miao, can you do it?"

"Can ... OK ..." Miao Miao used her breastfeeding energy to pull the man to the side of the boat in the deep calf water.

"Thank you, thank you woman!" The big man climbed up on the ground, tears and collapsed on the deck.

Miao Miao crossed his limp body to Liu Fuyi and wiped the water on her face: "How far are we from the nearest shore? This boat can't last long ..."

"It's almost time." Liu Fuyi looked solemnly at the front, and suddenly a moonlight shone on his face. Ling Miaomiao looked up, the dark clouds spread out, and the bright moon appeared again.

There are bones everywhere, and the Jiuxuan Harvest Demon Tower in the sky is still spinning, and occasionally a few water ghosts are turned into powder as soon as they appear.

Wanjiang water ghost, the general trend is gone.

"It's docked, docked ..." The surviving man muttered in his mouth, seeing the shadowy river bank from afar, and chanting Amitabha in his mouth.

Miao Miao looked into the cabin several times, and even the mouse cricket ran out, but there was no living person. She drummed in her heart: "Brother Liu, Mu Sheng is still inside ... I will see him."

"A sound didn't come out?" Mu Yao was startled suddenly, and seemed to think of something, his face slightly relaxed, "He has a devil handle on his body, and should be able to cope with it."

Liu Fuyi put Mu Yao down and said warmly, "You sit down, I'll take a look."

Miao Miao twisted a handful of water on her skirt, lifted the skirt to the base of her legs with both hands, and quickly followed.

Liu Fuyi walked two steps, her footsteps stopped suddenly, Ling Miaomiao, who was behind her, was caught off guard. She almost ran into her and heard Liu Fuyi's voice buzzing: "Ah?"

Mu Sheng has come out from the cabin.

His appearance stunned everyone. Wherever the teenager went, it seemed that even the river water was stained with blood.

His black hair was wetly glued to the side of his face, his face pale as paper, and his lips were gray, but his eyes were dark, and his eyes seemed to be the lightning that cut through the sky before the rain. Miao Miao saw the blood flowing continuously from the wound he had healed, and the left cuff was also stained with blood.

this is……

What is more exaggerated is that many water ghosts are not afraid to die behind Mu Sheng, scrambling to draw the blood in the water, making him seem to be surrounded by huge black clouds.

When Miao Miao looked at this posture, she knew that Black Lotus must have suffered a great loss. As long as he still has a touch of energy, he will never let so many locust-like monsters live behind him.

"Ah ... what's the matter?" Liu Fuyi immediately reached out to help, but he was severely opened, "Don't touch me."

He bypassed the amazed Liu Fuyi, his eyes full of uncontrollable anger, his eyes hovered on Miao Miao's face for a moment, and he looked up at Mu Yao, his eyes very complicated.

"Are you okay ..." Miao Miao saw what he looked like, hesitating whether to help.

Mu Sheng stepped on her first, almost leaning on her.

"Eh, hold it well." Miao Miao struggled to support him, slowly dribbled the water on the ground, and walked to Mu Yao.

"Why did your wound open again?" She asked in a low voice, unable to hear the answer for a long time, and then turned back to find that the black lotus breath was weak, her long eyelashes fell, and her eyes closed slightly.

"Hold on, don't be dizzy, we will go ashore immediately!"

He was so awkward, and he would not let Liu Fuyi back, if she could not go, she could move him.

"I can't die ..." His eyelashes moved, and he sneered wildly, "You are not tired."

"..."

"A Sheng, I have something to ask you." Mu Yao stared at Mu Sheng's face, his expression very serious.

Miao Miao was surprised: "Sister Mu ..."

"It's okay ... Sister ask." Mu Sheng's eyes reflected the cold moonlight, facing the sister, with a ridiculous smile on his lips.

"Just now I caught a little demon to ask, only to realize that their ghost king let Mu family kill, this called the water ghosts of the whole Wanjiang to seek revenge, I know nothing about this matter ..." Her eyes were clear. The word "Mu Family" was deliberately bitten.

"I killed it." He interrupted extremely calmly.

"A Sheng, you ..." Mu Yao was very angry, "What is Zu Xun, can you still remember? Injustice has a debt and a master, and only the evil monsters can be collected, and there is no reason to kill them ... What is the difference between you and those monsters ! "

She thought of the screams of the half of the ship, so many living people were buried in front of her instantly, and she could only watch at a loss, with a pain in her heart, pointing at a river of white water, almost reprimanded and scolded: "You know I do n’t know, because you are brave and victorious, how many **** people are killed in this river? "

Miao Miao felt Mu Sheng ’s chest fluctuate more and more fiercely, and hurriedly interjected, “Sister Mu, he is not killing for no reason, he is for ...

On the waist, he was squeezed hard by Mu Sheng, and then suddenly noisy, looking at the Black Lotus with dissatisfaction.

"Courage ... very good." He slightly raised his eyelids, holding back his scattered energy, and actually smiled slightly. "My sister is right, it's all my fault."

Ling Miaomiao was convinced by the sisters.

Why doesn't Mu Sheng explain? What's wrong with being plain? And Mu Yao, this is the time, the first thing is actually the Xingxing teacher to blame ...

"Well, I'll interrupt." Miao Miao pressed Mu Sheng's body hard, and there was another layer of sweat in her back. "If you want to fight or scold, let's say slowly, Sister Mu, you see him hurt like this ... … "

Mu Yao's face softened slightly: "A Sheng, you come and let me see."

"Sister ..." He stubbornly stopped Miaomiao and left. "I'm dead, is it alright?"

Mu Yao changed his face: "What are you talking about?"

Miao Miao gritted her teeth and dragged the noisy black lotus forward, his warm blood stained her skirt again, dragged her for a long while, and slammed her body ...

"Hey hey ..." Miao Miao was shocked, and the black lotus passed out completely.

Liu Fuyi rushed over in an arrow and lifted Mu Sheng up on his back. Lifting his eyes, his eyes were reassuringly calm: "Yaoer, Miao Miao, go ashore with A Sheng. This place should be a green bamboo forest. We will spend the night in the bamboo forest first tonight."

The corpse-stricken man on the ship panicked and climbed up with his hands and feet: "I ... don't forget me ..."

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except Wushan ... not a cloud." The woman's voice was soft and gentle, like an endless silky satin sweeping a plate of sand, making her ears numb.

She paused for a moment and let out a faint sigh.

"Xiao Sheng'er, come, I'll comb your hair with you."

The mirror was dim, the red silk tent was bloody, and the boneless pair of jade hands clinged to the black oak comb, combing it over and over again, "My hair is like his father." A pair of eyes and eyes appeared in the mirror The top pick, like Qiu Shui's eyes, was that she leaned over to look at the mirror, and the beautiful face in the mirror smiled comfortably, "black and bright."

"Hair is growing again ..." Her voice fell low, sighing with anxiety, "It would be nice if you didn't grow hair."

Her fingers slid down his dark hair, the softest stroke.

"Shaved hair, isn't it not long?" The dark eyes in the mirror are like two pills of black grapes. The child bit his finger in his mouth, his legs can't step on the ground, and dangle on the chair.

"Children's words." The woman smiled in secret. "It's still the president after shaving ..." Her desperate light appeared in her Jianshuiqiu pupil. "Like some things, there's no way ... there's no way. "

He mumbled his fingers, his long eyelashes over his eyelids.

"Can't solar energy fall?"

"Can you not let me go? I don't want to go to the street ..."

"Sin!" Whipped down, "Still admit it?"

The teenager turned his whip up, his back facing up, and his protruding shoulder blades were particularly obvious. He lay on the ground without saying a word.

The middle-aged man stared at him with a complex face, and said for a long time: "You are a bone."

In the dim fire room, the voice of the people pointed and pointed: "It really is a natural scourge ... It is useless to adjust."

"If it's not for Miss ..."

"Humph, the old lady is very kind, and the little boy still can't figure out his identity."

"Hush ..."

The two shut their mouths and there was a shadow in front of them. It was the teenage boy who did not know when to stand in front of them and looked up at them.

Those pair of childish eyes are really beautiful, like Qiuchi is full of starlight, but unfortunately, the bone-chilling cold inside makes people unable to get close: "Whose child am I?"

"Master ... What a joke." The thin, tall man laughed with a twitching chest. "When you were three years old, your old lady was picked up from the monster's den. There were only bones and no living people. Where would you know your father Who is the miserable mother? "

I lost my parents at the age of three? No, it's impossible ...

The face reflected in the mirror talked to him and Yan Yan ... at that time, she was still there.

Why should those people lie to him?

"You catch the demon happily, but can you still remember your mother under the ground, Xiaosheng'er?"

"Yong Ye is twilight, Lige is Sheng ..."

"Not possible, why can't I remember at all?"

"Of course you can't remember ..." The voice burst into a sharp burst of laughter. "You have been a dog of the Mu family, and you should forget about the past, don't you?"

His demon handle pressed against the other person's neck, almost killing the monster condensed by the black cloud, with an out of control ruthlessness in his eyes: "You know how much, all spit it out to me."

The water ghost laughed non-stop: "Worries about life, but fear of death? Poor people, I don't have enough to die ..."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want your blood to exchange."

"Cough ..." He opened his eyes and saw the enlarged face of the girl, and then the face was held by the man, and he turned aside harshly, "Spit it out, don't swallow it, it will choke on it."

"..." Blood ran down his lips to the grass, so that a hoarse voice was heard, "You ... lighter ..."

"Oh." Miao Miao closed her hands awkwardly. "Sorry, I hurt you?"

Hurt? I almost broke my neck.

His eyes became clear. The sky was blue and the dense bamboo forest on the water's shore was towering. There were occasional crisp birdsongs. He found that he was covered with Ling Miaomiao's clothes, and there was still a little fragrance of Guizi from Jiangnan's daughter's family.

"Fortunately, you're fighting, and you wake up overnight." Miao Miao raised her head and quietly glanced at Mu Yao and Liu Fuyi, who were close together and closed their eyes, and lowered their voice.

"You stayed here all night?" He looked up and saw that the wet clothes on Ling Miao's body had not been changed, his hair was wet, his face was red and hot, and there were two thick black eyes under his eyes.

Ling Miaomiao yawned and said with a smile: "Ah, it's not a special way to guard you. I have nothing to do with insomnia, you know."