Fu Tong'er held onto the boat, still hesitating whether to get off. She wanted to escape and return the same way.
But when she turned around and looked at the thirty giant stone statues on the Lonely Nightmare Sea, she felt afraid again.
Just thinking about...
The next second, the stern caught fire!
She covered the knife wound on her abdomen and hurried to the bow of the boat. With every step she took, the wound on her abdomen hurt more!
She really hoped that Master Jiu could come out and hug her at this time.
At this moment, she saw that the so-called Hades with the voice of Prince Zhu Quanran of Qi State, cast a shadow of a giant python on the shoreline!
She screamed "Ah" and fell face down into the sea of nightmare!
At this moment, she saw the night sky she had not seen for a long time.
However, there were no stars in the night sky, only gray fear and endless fog.
Just as he was about to fall into the sea, an arm as cold as a corpse wrapped around his waist...
Looking again, it was Zuolu Ashika!
Behind his ghost mask were a pair of eyes she had seen before! But they were as cold and stern as a corpse's.
Before landing, she reached out again to remove his mask.
Just as they were about to touch his mask, the two of them landed.
The hand that touched was held by Zuolu Ashika.
"Why can't I see the face behind the mask! You are Zhu Quanran! If you are not, why don't you dare to take off the mask?"
Behind him, the small boat burned brighter and brighter.
The surface of the Lonely Nightmare Sea was glowing with scorching flames.
Zuolu Ashika let go of Fu Tong'er, and with his tall and strong body, he turned his back to the two stone dragon statues on the shore and said, "I don't know who Zhu Quanran you are talking about. If you are rude again, don't blame me for breaking your wrist!"
"Where is Duan Qinghong!" Fu Tong'er asked. "I just wanted revenge, but you brought me to this place!"
Zuolu Ashika did not answer Fu Tong'er's question. He raised his hand, and the ship that was originally burning with fire sank into the Nightmare Sea with a bang.
"Follow the king. Keep up!"
"I'm asking you where that bastard Duan Qinghong is!"
Zuolu Ashika continued to walk towards the light ahead, holding the corpse oil lantern he had been holding for lighting in his hand.
"I have knife wounds on my body, can't you go slower? You are indeed not Zhu Quanran, the prince of Qi. He would never do this to me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Tong'er was approached by Zuolu Ashika, who was a few meters away, and grabbed her neck!
The more you pinch, the tighter the two fingers become.
Fu Tong'er heard the sound of the poisonous python spitting out its tongue again.
She covered the knife wound on her abdomen, gritted her teeth, and endured the pain. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and her face was full of pain.
The knife wound became more and more painful, so painful that it even masked the pain of being pinched.
Zuolu Ashika loosened his hand, turned around and held Fu Tong'er's arm, then flew to sit on a reef nearby.
"Tell me, why did you stab yourself?"
After Fu Tong'er sat down, the pain from the knife lessened, and she gradually calmed down. She looked up at the two huge stone statues of evil dragons at the landing site, still feeling scared.
What kind of place is this?
"I'm just poking him for fun! And since you're not Zhu Quanran, don't speak to me in his voice!"
In the distant sky, more than a dozen people got off a small boat one after another.
Zuolu Ashika said, "They have arrived."
Fu Tong'er first looked at the shore, but there was no sign of Jiu Ye.
"Why do you want to kill me?" Fu Tong'er asked. Turning around, she saw a dozen lightly dressed people entering the Dragon Island from a very secret entrance in front.
"Who are they?" Fu Tong'er asked again.
"The person your Great Yan Regent, Prince Chun, has always wanted to capture." Zuolu Ashika responded.
"Why is your hair golden?" Fu Tong'er looked at those people, each of them looked like an official.
"People in the Western Regions are like this. I'm from Guizi Country. I mentioned this before in the Coffin Pavilion."
"That's not the answer I want, Zhu Quanran." Fu Tong'er turned and looked up at Zuolu Ashika, "Why did your hair turn yellow? Did you dye it? Huh? Ha!"
Zuolu Ashika raised his hand and placed it on the mask: "Are you sure you want to see my face?"
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