The long river water rolls endlessly in the bloody color of the setting sun.

In the red sunset, Chu Tao stood silently on the dock, holding a crane cloak and a purple brocade jade crown, looking at the black sail shadow in the distance. His delicate eyes were slightly drooped, covered with inexplicable sorrow.

"Uncle Wang, who could it be?" he asked.

"Who?" Wang Hong was confused by him, "Aren't you here to greet the lady? Thank you for the news sent by the hero?"

Sneer, silently.

Wang Hong didn't know yet how many blood-stained pigeon letters Chu Tao had received from Bei'an.

Why is there blood on the letter? Whose blood? He is really not too confused. Blood is a common color in the world. Fortunately, the letter repeatedly mentioned that Xuehai is safe, so he just hopes that this nightmare will end as soon as possible. He

There is no worry that Chu Xuehai can come back safely, and Xie Junhe's life and death is not too worrying. No matter how powerful Konoha is, it can't beat the sky on the south bank. The real doubt is the last pigeon letter.

The crooked and obviously forged handwriting, flat cutting, and a fresh scent of grass and trees: "On the ninth day of the lunar month, return to sail."

Have you ever seen such an elegant ruffian?

Chu Tao secretly felt funny.

But who in the end had to imitate Xie Junhe's ugly words to inform him? This matter is so bizarre that it seems like an eternal mystery. It cannot be explained unless the person himself appears.

The wind suddenly picked up, and thousands of pear blossoms flew to the river like goose feathers and heavy snow. The entire river surface was dyed with a clear white. The small boat slowly docked in the blood of the setting sun and the rain of pear blossoms that filled the river, carrying a clear and gorgeous flower.

Peach Blossom Color Returns. Xue Hai’s hunting attire is peach blossom color, her smile, and her big flashing eyes are like peach blossoms bathing in the spring breeze. She is dancing her arms wildly, shouting and dancing, still looking innocent as she has grown up.

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"I'm not afraid of the boat capsizing!" Chu Tao looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, his feet were a little soft. Wang Hong stepped forward to help him, but he gave him a slight concession, indicating that it was okay, and then

He straightened his clothes and went forward.

Apart from the sea of ​​snow, there was only Xie Junhe on the ship.

The ruffian lay quietly, his face gray and purple, as if he had condensed into a lifeless stone. Chu Tao didn't wait for him to jump up and curse, nor did he wait for him to act mischievously. There was no smell on his body, which could kill flies in the past.

The smell of strong alcohol. Only a strong smell of blood spread from the countless wounds on his body. Everyone looked pale, especially when they saw the fatal wound on his chest that penetrated his body.

Chu Tao's eyes swept across the scars all over his body, and he actually frowned, but he smiled calmly as if he had already understood. He raised Xie Junhe's clenched hand, but the clenched fist was already stiff and would not loosen at all.

Open. However, there is clearly something hidden in the palm. What is wrapped in that palm? It immediately attracts the attention of the people around. "He has been holding it." Xuehai said, "Ever since the fight with Konoha..."

The Purple Jade Token slipped safely into the hands of Chu Tao. Yes, it was the real Purple Jade Token, the piece that was taken away by Konoha. Now it is covered with black and purple blood. This guy will fight to the death to keep it. One is Chu

Xuehai, and the second one is the Purple Jade Order, now appear in front of Chu Tao unscathed. But he...

Chu Tao put away the purple jade order and once again squeezed Xie Junhe's blood-stained palm tightly, but it clearly felt like he was holding a piece of dead branch, and it was like holding a piece of burning ice. He slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Wang

Hong. Immediately, Wang Hong's voice of hurriedly calling Dr. Liu spread throughout the dock.

"Brother, Junhe..." Xuehai was a hundred times more anxious than him. At this moment, everyone on the dock seemed more anxious than him. Everyone was asking, who could hurt Xie Junhe like this?

But Chu Tao was so quiet that he was almost indifferent, and he didn't even frown. He turned to Xuehai and gently tugged on her braid: "Who sent you back?"

However, Xuehai turned his face and said, "Who else can there be besides Jun and eldest brother?"

"This person doesn't want me to visit, so why should I tell you to answer like this?"

Xuehai was stunned and sighed: "What a strange old man...he was talking to me one moment, and then walked away on the waves the next."

"Treading on the waves?" Chu Tao stared at the broad river with his mouth open. He was confident that his light skills would be hard to match on the south bank, but he had to avoid all eyes and ride on the waves on this wide river, even if he was flying like a feather.

You can't even think of doing it, unless you really become an immortal and have the ability to soar into the clouds.

"What kind of old man?"

"With a hunched back, a basket hanging on his back, a pot of wine, and a bamboo hat, he looks like a fisherman. He also carries a strange harp. It's strange to say that a fisherman has a pair of hands for playing strings - with slender fingers.

It’s really enviable.”

Chu Tao looked at his palm with a smile unconsciously, but was slapped down by Xue Hai: "It's much weirder than your hand!"

"No big or small!" Chu Tao scolded and couldn't help laughing, "Why is it so strange?"

"No matter how good you are, the music you play can't make the waves big!"

Chu Tao almost didn't think Xue Hai was talking in her sleep, so he tried her forehead with his hand.

"Really, brother! This is not a dream!"

"Tell it like it is."

Xuehai only knew that when she and Xie Junhe got on the old man's small boat and went with the waves, the surrounding ships immediately intercepted them, with the sound of drums rumbling and the sound of killings shaking the sky.

However, the old man unhurriedly removed the long pole and placed a simple lyre on the bow of the boat. His slender fingers passed over the strings, and a majestic sound suddenly burst out. When the sound of the lyre sounded, the sky changed, the wind and clouds were chaotic, and the waves were furious.

Volume. In the thick and solemn blow, the snowy sea saw black clouds rolling in, covering the sky and the sun, and the wildly dancing wind making the river blurry. The small boat trembled and swayed in the strong wind. Suddenly, it was like a giant dragon making waves under the water,

From the small boat as the center, a huge whirlpool spread out with the sound of the piano. It was as if a giant dragon opened its mouth and wanted to suck up the water in the long river. It was churning endlessly.

The majestic air in the sound of the piano suddenly rose, and the whirlpools on all sides suddenly raised ten-meter-high water walls, covering the sky and the sun, and threw the ships violently into the air. Amidst the impact of the waves, the keels of the ships were creaking.

The ground twisted and fractured. The waves rose and fell rapidly, and the ship was thrown upside down, like a plaything in a child's hand.

The sound of the piano was like a majestic wave, and the entire body of the piano was glowing with blood-red light. Wherever the strings vibrated, it seemed as if dazzling cold lights were shooting out, and the murderous aura swept across the entire river. After a loud bang, mourning victims filled the field.

It was because of the violent collision between the big ships that the hull was broken into wreckage and pieces of driftwood. However, no one could save these arrogant people. Seeing the weapons sinking to the bottom of the water, pairs of people holding the driftwood

The hand was swallowed up by the huge waves and disappeared.

Only the small boat remained motionless, still in the center of the whirlpool.

Xuehai covered her ears and broke out in a cold sweat.

When the sound of the piano stopped, the strong wind stopped, the stormy waves stopped, and everything returned to its original state. The stubborn people could not withstand the turbid waves of the long river, and no traces were left. The previous crazy shouting disappeared, and all signs of life finally merged into the river. Nothing

A person can come out alive.

The mysterious old man smiled faintly: "No one dares to come here anymore."

The fluttering birds flew hurriedly overhead, and there was a deathly silence on the river.
Chapter completed!