I have a promise with the beauty

Under the black sea at night, a speedboat rushed towards a yacht in the distance, and behind him, there was a stream of light as fast as a meteor, constantly closing the distance with the speedboat.

Yang Qingshan drove the speedboat seriously. Although Murong Qiushui was fine, he looked worriedly in front of him and then behind him.

There were several anxious sounds in succession, and Yang Qingshan wanted to light up a cigarette to relieve his anxiety, but the sea was windy and the speedboat was very fast. The lighter only made sound but no flame at all. Yang Qingshan had to smile bitterly and bite the cigarette.

, looking in front of you.

"It's okay." Murong Qiushui comforted her.

"It's okay." Yang Qingshan also said, turning around and looking at the streamer getting closer and closer: "You can drive the speedboat and meet the surfboard yourself."

"What about you?" Murong Qiushui asked urgently before Yang Qingshan finished speaking.

"Brother likes to swim in the sea." Yang Qingshan smiled brightly, as if he could see those white teeth in the dark night.

Plop!

Yang Qingshan did not give Murong Qiu Shui a chance to speak, and plunged into the sea with a sudden movement, leaving Murong Qiu Shui with a stunned look on his face.

The speedboat was unmanned and lost its direction in an instant, which also woke up Murong Qiu Shui. He held the steering wheel anxiously and controlled the direction in a panic. He thought that driving a speedboat was similar to driving a car, but Murong Qiu Shui did not know how to drive, and his face was nervous.

Even though he was tense, he still controlled the direction of the speedboat and headed towards the yacht.

Humu stood on the silver sword with a black face. As a veteran killer of Hu Bang, although his cultivation level is not high, his mission has never failed. But today, he was carelessly scratched by a kid with a black poison needle.

However, after taking a few antidote pills, Hu Mu was able to control the poisonous effects.

"Black Poison Needle? A magical weapon unique to the demon clan? This kid is indeed the disciple of Senior Doomsday." Hu Mu thought secretly in his heart, and his vitality poured into the silver sword at his feet. The sword suddenly accelerated in speed, and its powerful flight split the sea surface into a white channel.

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Just when Hu Mu was about to catch up with the speedboat and wondered why Yang Qingshan was not there, and when Murong Qiu Shui turned pale and thought he was about to be doomed, a ball of water suddenly burst out between the two of them. Yang Qingshan was like a giant dragon emerging from the water, with a black streak in his hand.

The awn, in the flash of blue electric flowers, suddenly pounced on the tiger's eye.

Hu Mu snorted coldly. He had just used his spiritual consciousness to see Yang Qingshan hiding in the water. At this time, he didn't panic at all. He raised his hand and grabbed Yang Qingshan's arm holding the black poison needle. He twisted it to break Yang Qingshan's arm.

His arm was paralyzed by the blue electric flower on his arm, and his whole body trembled, but Yang Qingshan kicked the sword away.

The sword fell crookedly into the sea without anyone controlling it, and Yang Qingshan also held Hu Mu and sank to the bottom of the sea together. In the sea water, he stabbed Hu Mu in the stomach with the black poison needle without hesitation, and then flew away.

He kicked the tiger's eyes and swam toward the sea.

"You are looking for death!" Humu was furious. He spat out black blood and mixed it into the seawater. His eyes were like lightning. His body swayed, triggering a series of splashes in the seawater. He instantly caught up with Yang Qingshan from behind and slapped him with it.

Yang Qingshan was stunned, and then he grabbed the dizzy Yang Qingshan and rushed out of the sea, standing on the sea.

The speedboat had already met up with the yacht, and my younger brother had already rescued Murong Qiu Shui onto the yacht, and he fell trembling in the arms of the surf board.

"Huh! Another fellow?" Humu sneered, raised his hand, and the silver sword flew out of the sea. Humu held Yang Qingshan, who had lost the ability to fight, standing on the sword, and slowly flew towards the yacht.

"Little girl, Chong Lang Ban, is your senior the Tiger List Killer Hu Eye?" Chong Lang Ban said with his hands clasped in fists.

"It's me, do you have anything to do with this kid?" Humu shook Yang Qingshan in his hand and asked.

"Have you done anything to Yang Qingshan?" Murong Qiushui exclaimed in a daze behind the god who was rushing to the board.

"I know you." He said calmly to the boarder and touched Murong Qiu Shui with his elbow to stop her talking. However, when she saw Yang Qingshan who was unconscious, Murong Qiu Shui was already in a state of confusion. She could only feel nervous and hold on tightly.

The arm that punches the board.

"It's good to know each other." Humu said, pointing at Murong Qiushui and saying: "Give me this woman, and I will give you this boy."

"But Murong Qiushui is my good sister, and Yang Qingshan is also my good brother. Why would the senior do this?" he said sarcastically.

"My mission is to capture her alive. I don't know about the rest. I need to hand her over to someone, otherwise..." Hu Mu said here, his tiger eyes stared far away, as if he was about to kill someone.

"Senior, do you know this thing?" He took out a water-colored fan from the lang board and unfolded it, condensing the water vapor on the sea surface inside and outside the yacht.

"Water fan? The only magic weapon refined by Senior Doomsday out of curiosity? Do you know Senior Doomsday?" Humu exclaimed.

"Yes, the little girl was lucky enough to meet the old man two years ago." He said to the boss, the fan in his hand slowly fanned, calmly controlling the water vapor in the air.

"Which family and which sect are you a girl from?" Humu became cautious. People who have some relationship with the old man are not ordinary people, so they have to be careful.

"It's just a small family." He said bitterly: "The old man only gave me this gift because I have a rare spiritual talent and have to cultivate hard."

"Oh?" Humu looked up and down and said with a smile: "Flood Spirit Root has the flexibility of water, but also has a fiery side. It's really rare. That's really lucky. For the sake of Senior Doomsday, I won't be serious with you anymore.

, but this woman must give it to me."

"Senior, can't you let my sister go?" Chong Langban insisted.

Humu shook his head slightly and said: "The Murong family is very big, and I don't want to offend the Murong family, but as a killer, I have to accept the task when it comes. I'm sorry."

"Senior, please think about it. If you offend the Murong family, it will be difficult for you to survive in the world. Moreover, this is not a place where you can be arrogant." He started to talk big words, hoping to scare Hu Mu.

"Haha... small pier beach?" Humu laughed disdainfully.

"Senior Doomsday has stayed at Little Pier Beach for twenty years. Senior, do you think that the most powerful killer can stay in an ordinary place for twenty years?"

"That makes sense, so what's so special about this small pier and beach?" Humu became curious and looked around, secretly lucky that this was the sea. If we were on the shore, there might be a crisis hidden in the darkness.

Chonglang smiled bitterly and sorted it out, describing the small dock as a place with ferocious spirits and countless powerful men living in seclusion. Senior Doomsday, also known as the old man, frightened the crowd and really frightened the tiger's eyes.

Thanks to the fact that Hu Mu's cultivation level is only at the foundation-building stage, how can he feel those peerless masters who live in seclusion, but they don't exist?

Just when Hu Mu was hesitating about how to catch Murong Qiu Shui and escape from the small dock beach, the corners of Yang Qingshan's mouth curled up, and the black poisonous needle he had been holding tightly in his hand turned over.

Like lightning, it stabbed the tiger's eye in the back.

"Ah!" Humu screamed. This was the third time that he was assassinated by the black poisonous needle. His whole body was completely black, as if he was a black man.

Yang Qingshan broke away from Hu Mu, jumped on the deck of the yacht, and sneered sinisterly at Hu Mu.

ps: Rolling on the floor, asking for collection, asking for flowers, help forwarding on Weibo, thank you