If not, she can enter the water and leave.
With her speed in the water, I'm afraid the ship can't keep up with him even if it adds up all the way.
However, they are too many and too many at the moment. She is weak and has nothing to do but to be careful.
After all, she will stay in the sea of forgetting the river for a while. Even if she runs at this time, she will keep watch at the entrance of the abyss.
As long as they follow this direction, it's useless for them to run. They can find themselves as well.
Don't tear your face for a while if you can.
The little guy turned his eyes and yawned, "I'm sleeping."
She stopped suddenly and looked around in disbelief.
What about the bottle girl who was crying just now?
She didn't notice when she was dragged down.
"Dong, Dong, Dong!" The prophet thumped on the wooden stretcher under his body. His eyes were full of anger.
"Muqiao." Tu shuddered under the bandage and said, "no, no, take it, take it back, forget the river."
The tree squinted her eyes, turned to look at her, and a sneer came out of her mouth, "unfortunately, there is no regret medicine to eat in the world."
"Muqiao, Muqiao!" The prophet Tu clenched his fists around the bandage and said, "Muqiao!"
The tree had already walked to the stairs, turned around again, a pair of eyes with endless cold meaning, looked at the figure prophet deeply.
"My last name is Joe, one day, and all my life."
She won't change this surname.
"Ten thousand year old mackerel beads." The arbor face did not have the expression to hook the lip Cape, "I smiled to accept."
Leaving this sentence behind, she did not look at the prophet again, and turned to go upstairs to the cabin.
Dugu Ling blinked, looked at his son and the old woman who was sitting on the stretcher and banging on the wooden stretcher.
"What about this?"
Qin Xin's eyes flashed, "throw it down."
"Throw it, throw it down?" Dugu Ling was stunned, and then he said, "throw, where
Mr. Qin Er glanced at him with the eyes of the mentally retarded, and then turned away without saying a word.
"Usually you are so smart. How can you not understand what you said today?" The fat guy on one side laughs. He hangs the purple gold hammer to his waist and laughs at the broken Gong voice. "Where to throw it? In the water, of course. "
He likes to throw people into the water.
Especially now, the water is full of all kinds of aggressive creatures. I don't know if the old woman with bandages can survive in the water for a long time.
Picture prophet's throat sends out "hehe" the roar, vigorously panting, the eyes take a little frightened.
Obviously just a few people's conversation, Tu prophet is to hear clearly.
She watched helplessly as the two servants lifted her and her stretcher, and walked towards the railings.
In the eyes of the prophet, there was a trace of fear.
She knows how to calculate, and she studies all kinds of fortune telling skills.
But I really didn't figure it out. Today I will die in this vast sea of water.
With a splash of water.
The tree pushed open the window, with its chin on one hand, and looked at it from afar.
On the broad sea, Tu prophet's bandage was completely destroyed in the water.
A circle of bandages all floated on the surface of the water, one by one.
When the ferocious wound under the bandage came out, Tu prophet's heart leaped and he turned around to see a sea snake with a long and thin thumb coming out of the bandage and biting her wound.