The wind and snow poured in from the window. Song Ningyu's eyes fell on the quilt on the bed. The bed was in a mess, the pillow was inclined in the middle of the bed, and a corner of the quilt had been dragged to the ground. Song Ningyu stretched out his hand to gently caress the messy bed. The quilt on the bed was wet by the moist air, and half of the tea poured on the table had been frozen.
The sun penetrated into the house, and the wind stirred the pearls hanging in the house, making a collision sound, which was very pleasant. The White Snake vomited a letter, walked around the house, shook his body and went out. If he met the man in black again, he would lock it up at most. What else could he do?
The White Snake didn't stop after losing one time, and slowly shook out again. Song Ningyu suddenly looked up at Gong Zilin and murmured, "is it Gu Yichen's room? I saw the wrong place?" if Gu Yichen was the only one alive, would he find something in that room?
Gong Zilin followed song Ningyu and ran all the way to the third room next door with her footsteps. The door in that room was still wide open. Everything in the room was messy, and the dried blood had turned black and red. Gu Yichen's room was full of shells. Now those shells fell to the ground, some were intact, and some had been broken.
The bed was in a mess, and the blue and white jade pillow became fragments on the ground. Gong Zilin looked at the room, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a figure suddenly broke through the air and flashed past the door. Song Ningyu reacted in an instant, stopped with the action of picking up the shell, and turned to chase after the figure.
"Who! Stop!"
"Zitong!" song Ningyu was gone when Gong Zilin ran after him! The whole long road was empty except for the sunlight. The White Snake vomited Xinzi, shook his head and turned out of the room. When he saw Gong Zilin, he saw the mouse and rushed at Gong Zilin with a scarlet letter.
The white snake's eyes were originally silver. Now when you look carefully in the sun, you will find that the white snake's eyes have turned into a strange red. Gong Zilin waved his sleeves and banged. The attacking White Snake was thrown by Gong Zilin and hit the wall, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Gongzi hurried to the direction of song Ningyu's disappearance. Naihe's main ship is divided into three floors. There are hundreds of rooms on each floor. It's a waste of time to find one by one! Gong Zilin sank into the Dantian with Qi, gathered strong internal power, and shouted to the main ship, "Zitong!"
All I got was the echo of the full ship. How can such a person disappear when he disappeared!
Gong Zilin covered his mouth and nose and walked cautiously out of the deck. The sky outside the deck was cloudy, and the sky and sea were the same under the sunny and warm sun. The snow on the deck disappeared, and a man in an ink robe stood at the other end of the deck.
There was a man in his hand, song Ningyu.
Song Ningyu was already in a coma, and his face became a little pale. Gong Zilin's eyes suddenly showed a strong murderous spirit. His powerful internal power immediately wrapped the big boat in it. As long as he wanted to, the whole boat, he could turn everything into powder in a moment!
"Hand her over." the strong murderous spirit infected with the strong majesty and domineering spirit of the emperor with those five words!
The man directly ignored his words, raised song Ningyu's hand and gently scratched his fingertip from Song Ningyu's wrist. The bright red blood immediately poured into the mail. The man in black took a gourd to hold song Ningyu's blood! The wound healed slowly. The black robed man looked at Song Ningyu's healed place again, and the blood then flowed down.
Gong Zilin's fierce murderous spirit was in his hand, and he used nearly 70% of his internal power towards the black robed man. With a loud bang, the black robed man pulled song Ningyu in his arms intact and stood on the mast with a cold smile.
Laughter whispered as cold as the sun in the dark place in winter: "interesting, I haven't seen such an interesting person! Blood of heaven! Real blood of heaven! Whose blood did she drink? Whose blood did she drink? Tell me, ah! Tell me!"
Gong Zilin twisted his eyebrows and gathered powerful internal power in his hands. The whole person was almost stunned. A pair of eyes became red because of anger. The White Snake stared at a pair of red eyes, shook them out of the deck, rushed towards Gong Zilin's back, opened his mouth and was about to bite. Gong Zilin raised his hand, bang bang bang!
The White Snake finally penetrated the deck and fell into the sea under the strong internal force.
With such strength, the black robed man began to face it up a little. As soon as the black robed man raised his neck, he poured the blood from the gourd that received song congealed blood into his mouth, and his face rose with joy!
"Come, tell me, where is the blood of heaven? Tell me!"
Gong Zilin walked slowly towards the mast step by step. The murderous spirit raised by the cold voice because of anger was mixed with a sharp wind blade in Leng Rui's eyes and chopped at the man in black robe.
The black robed man dragged song Ningyu to avoid and tear. With a sound, the black robed man's dark robe was turned into broken pieces under the wind blade. Because the black robed man wanted to take care of his robe, song Ningyu loosened his hand. Song Ningyu fell straight towards the palace. With a bang, Gong Zilin firmly pressed the man in his arms. It's OK!
In one of his hands, he gathered strong internal power. The man in black jumped down from the high mast and pulled the ragged clothes with a gloomy face: "you ruined my clothes! You ruined my clothes!"
"If you dare to attack my people, will you do it yourself or will I do it?" hearing Gong Zilin's almost arrogant voice of deterrence, the man in black robe was stunned at first, then narrowed his scarlet eyes, looked up and forked his waist, and suddenly laughed. The laughter was really not very good, not even a little up and down.
A fierce murderous spirit came with the weapon. The black robed man's body was like a ghost. The weapon penetrated his body and smashed the railing behind him. A figure rose straight from behind Gong Zilin like a sly smile.
"You want to fight me? You're too young, little doll. Tell me, where is the blood of heaven? Where is it!" the man in black robe held a gourd in his hand and looked up. There were two more mouths. Gong Zilin narrowed his eyes coldly, raised his hand, banged and exploded, and the gourd with blood in his hand exploded in an instant.
The blood scattered and fell, like a blood fog, rising slowly with the wind, and finally fell on the snow that began to melt. The white snow was stained with plum red dots, which made people feel flustered.
Song Ningyu pulled back his consciousness, rubbed his head and slowly opened his eyes, but he saw that the person opposite suddenly became angry, and the evil face under the black robe became more and more distorted and ferocious.