Fish swimming around the world

"Your Highness, are you really not afraid?"

Jiang Fan suddenly laughed: "I am afraid. Who knows which unruly people want to harm me. I have to find a way to delay it."

"Delay? Hehe..." The witch looked charming: "How do you plan to delay it?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Actually, I can teach you something else..."

Three days passed quickly. The witch really didn't hand over Mr. Jiang. It was because yoga was really interesting and there were skin care techniques, which were very tempting to her.

And Jiang Fan also thoroughly saw what a thousand-faced person is. The witch was sometimes tall, sometimes short, sometimes fat, sometimes thin, sometimes beautiful, sometimes ugly. Until now, except for confirming that she was a woman, her true appearance was not clear at all.

"We are going south all the way. Do you have a specific direction?"

Jiang Fan was a little confused.

"Direction? No." The witch said very straightforwardly: "When you have a specific purpose, others will find you easily."

"Uh..." We have some common language in this regard.

"However, Your Majesty, instead of worrying about this, you might as well worry about how much is left in your stomach. The moment it is emptied, Your Majesty's good days will also be over."

Jiang Fan frowned: "Your learning ability is very abnormal, I am afraid that I really don't have much time left."

"Okay, don't think about the troubles, sing another song."

In the past few days, the witch has become a fan of his music. The song with a weird accent but inexplicably beautiful made her very addicted.

"You make me feel very embarrassed." Mr. Jiang said unhappily.

"Why? Singing for a woman is embarrassing? Why should a woman sing and dance for a man?"

"That's not what I mean. I have never thought of relying on singing to prolong my life..."

After all, she sang. The song "You Are So Poisonous" stunned the witch.

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"Be careful, I will definitely retaliate!" Jiang Fan said fiercely.

The witch poked his chest with a finger without any surprise, and the feeling of thousands of ants biting his bones came again. In just a few breaths, Jiang Fan's whole body was soaked with sweat.

"...Huh...you are really vicious."

After the painful torment, Mr. Jiang felt exhausted. I don't know what happened to the witch these days. She tortured Mr. Jiang at every turn.

"We get along well, why do you have to do this?"

The witch just laughed: "I am happy."

I...

She is really a witch, doing whatever she wants.

"Don't you want revenge? Come on? Hurt each other."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: "You are not hurting each other, this is called unilateral killing."

The witch giggled non-stop. The terrible thing is that although she has not changed her long hair, her face looks like Cao Ying, which makes Mr. Jiang unable to hate her.

The witch was even happier when she saw his helpless look. She actually jumped up and landed on the lake, her toes touching the waves on the river, dancing like a butterfly.

The long hair fluttered in the wind, and it seemed to be dancing with her dancing posture, as elegant as an elf.

Just when Jiang Fan was somewhat intoxicated by what he saw.

A cold voice came from nowhere.

"You, are Jiang Fan?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, and the next moment, a black shadow flew across the river surface of a hundred feet and fell in front of Jiang Fan like a meteor.

At the same time, a puff of pink mist suddenly condensed into a witch in front of Jiang Fan.

"Who is it?"

The witch stared at the other party.

This is a tall young man in black clothes, with eagle eyes and messy hair like burning black flames, unruly.

"Get out of the way!"

The young man didn't even look at the witch.

The witch smiled, and then her eyes fixed: "Who do you think... you are?"

The young man just glanced at her with his peripheral vision: "I thought you wanted to die."

The witch chuckled: "So arrogant, I like it, how about we have a happy death?"

The young man impatiently drew two fingers, and a sharp sword energy broke through the air.

The witch was startled, but her five fingers flicked out incredibly quickly. The metal cover on her nails made a ding sound, but it was not cut off. But the witch was forced to retreat half a step by the sword energy.

"Hmm?" The young man was a little surprised: "You are quite capable."

The witch's face changed: "Who are you?"

The young man smiled arrogantly: "You are not worthy of asking my name. Get out of here, or I will kill you."

The witch laughed: "What a big tone, I don't know if your skills can keep up with your mouth."

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Looking for death."

With his sharp shout, a sharp sword seemed to condense in the void and rushed straight to the witch.

The next moment, the witch flicked her five fingers, and dense pink silk threads rushed towards the sword, and actually locked the invisible sword in mid-air.

With the witch's sharp shout, the pink silk threads and the sword in the void broke at the same time.

The young man exclaimed: "Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention. The next sword will send you to the west. You, who received three swords from me, should be proud of yourself."

Jiang Fan suddenly interrupted: "Wait, wait, who are you and why are you looking for me?"

The young man sneered: "I will let you try the sword later."

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the river water behind him suddenly exploded. A water dragon rushed into the sky and condensed into thousands of water swords suspended in the air.

The witch licked her lips: "Good sword, but it's a pity that you are not worthy of killing me!"

The next moment, her long hair suddenly rose up, as if forming countless black poisonous snakes, circling and dancing, and the pink mist became thicker and thicker, gradually wrapping her whole body. In the pink mist, the black hair twisted, exuding a strange breath.

"South Xinjiang?" The young man was slightly startled, and the next moment he sneered: "How dare the monster come here? Die!"

The sword rain in the sky followed the young man's single-handed finger, as if countless raindrops shot from the sky.

The thick fog actually continued to swallow the sword rain, but Jiang Fan clearly saw that the pink mist was getting lighter and lighter.

Suddenly, he felt as if something was wrapped around his waist. Looking down, it turned out to be a strand of long black hair. The next moment, before he could react, the whole person had already flown out and plunged into the river.

Jiang Fan didn't know what was going on, but he could feel that people were rapidly shuttling through the cold river water. The speed was so fast that he felt that the water flow was like a knife scraping across his body.

In his confusion, it seemed as if countless dense silk threads were wrapped around him, blocking the water flow.

He didn't know how long it had been, but when he regained consciousness, he found himself lying in the arms of the witch, who was pale, with eyes closed, as if fainted, with long wet hair spread out under her body, and a lot of it was also wrapped around him.

Could it be... the silk thread that just wrapped around him was her hair?

Without thinking too much, he quickly reached out and felt the witch's nose. There was breathing, although it was very weak.

Jiang Fan looked at the other party with a deep gaze. After a moment, she carried the witch on her back and walked along the rocky river bank towards the mountains not far away.