Jingche clung to the stone door and listened nervously to every move outside, but she couldn't hear anything but the sound of the ocean tide. She felt a little frustrated with her extremely nervous heart.
She didn't know what happened to her master. She paced back and forth in the small cubicle, secretly slandering herself as a master who made her own decisions. Why didn't she take her with her? Why was she so disliked by others?
At most, she had some troubles occasionally, she admitted, but she was also a capable person with big moves, okay? She was also of noble birth, had a heart for the world, and was full of passion. For a disciple like her, he wanted to go
Where to find it?
The more he looked like him, the angrier he became. Next time, she would definitely hide his wine gourd, his divine sword, and his little apprentice. Only when she saw his anxious look could she relieve her hatred.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a rustling sound of unlocking the door outside. Was the master coming to pick him up? Jing Che almost jumped for joy.
The iron door was slowly opened, and the flickering candlelight spread inch by inch.
"Teacher -" the crisp voice was stuck in the middle, and was blocked back.
Three people came in. Although they all looked like Zhenyi people, their faces were expressionless and they said to Jing Che without hesitation: "The Sword Master ordered us to take you to the ship."
This cold voice made Jing Che shudder, but for a moment he couldn't figure out what was strange, so he asked tentatively: "Master is on the boat?"
"yes."
"Is Master very busy?"
"yes."
"Abandoning the ship?"
"yes."
The single voice was stiff and sounded extremely boring, so Jing Che stopped asking.
Since she is from Zhenyi, there is no doubt that she was sent from that ship. Although Jing Che also wondered why the tribe members were so indifferent when they saw them. Even if Qiying kidnapped her last time, he was polite to her.
Angry.
Let’s ask after you meet the master.
With this thought in his mind, he followed the three people out. One of them walked in front of Jingche, and the other two followed him. However, as they walked, Jingche became more and more confused. Why were they even walking so stiffly?
It was like the limbs of a dead person were mechanically swinging lifelessly, without any sign of life.
Frightened by his own thoughts, Jing Che hurriedly comforted himself. He could move and speak, so how could he be a dead person?
Walking to the slightly swaying deck, I found that the boat had reached the edge of the old passenger ship at some point, and a thick rope hung from it. The sea surface had gradually calmed down, reflecting the broken moonlight.
The huge hull in front of me blocked my view, making it impossible to see the battle situation of the other ship.
The three people stood aside and didn't say anything, just looking straight at Jing Che.
"Shall I go up first?"
"yes."
Jing Che hesitated for a moment, uneasiness tumbling violently in his heart, but he still couldn't find any strange clues. In addition, he was so panicked by the piercing eyes that he had no choice but to climb up the rope.
As he crawled, Jing Che unconsciously lowered his eyes and looked down. The moonlight shone miserably on the faces of the three Zhenyi people below, looking as pale as bones that had been buried in the soil for a long time.
With a knot in his heart, Jing Che suddenly got a clue——
When they spoke, they didn't open their mouths at all! All their activities seemed to be controlled, mechanical and rigid, yes, like dead people, like they had no soul!
Shivering, Jing Che subconsciously wanted to escape, but she was still hanging on the rope, unable to move forward or retreat. She glanced at the boundless sea, and at the moment of slight hesitation, her arm was grabbed by someone on the boat and roughly lifted up.
"Ah——" He let out a low cry of pain, and Jing Che was thrown to the ground, his head hit the deck, and he bled instantly.
The pain made her almost cry, but when she thought about not seeing her master yet, she gritted her teeth and stood up dizzily. The situation on the ship still startled her, who already had an ominous premonition.
The deck was densely packed with Lincang soldiers, waiting with weapons in hand. The sharp blade reflecting the silver light was shining brightly in front of her, and she trembled in her heart.
This...isn't this Zhen Yi Ren's ship? Jing Che immediately realized that it was a trap! They pretended to be chasing each other to lure the master into taking the bait. However, no matter which ship the master boarded, it was still a trap.
She was so filled with hatred that she only blamed herself for thinking too simplistically and blindly encouraging her master to save people.
What happened to the master? Her eyes searched everywhere, and finally glanced at the warship. She met a stern gaze from there.
"Master——" She rushed to the side of the ship regardless and shouted to the other end.
"Hey, don't move, and don't try to bring your true energy. If the God-Slaying Rope is tightened again, your feet will be destroyed." Xiao Jin sat leisurely on the deck with his legs crossed, watching this scene with gloating.
Both feet were tied with the God-Slaying Rope. As long as Baili Fengjian moved, the God-Slaying Rope would cut into the bones until it was cut off.
Xiao Jin wanted to use this method to humiliate him, but his expression remained unchanged. He was like a statue standing under the moonlight, his eyes only focused on the girl on the other boat, his expression was shockingly cold and exuding.
With a chill that cannot be tarnished.
The more seamless a person is, the more Xiao Jin wants to see where his bottom line is.
As soon as he raised his hand, a soldier immediately leaned over and obeyed the order.
"Ask the people over there to bring his apprentice over."
"Yes." The soldier clasped his fists and went down to deliver the order.
"Baili Fengjian, let's make a bet - if you can keep silent from the beginning to the end, I will... let your apprentice go." The corners of his mouth curved with anger, and Xiao Jin's face showed a sinister look, "
Hehe, I want to see how far it will take you to lose control."
Lincang people seem to be born with a tormenting quirk in their bones.
Within a moment, a girl's loud noise could be heard on the boat.
He is still like this, and has the same temperament no matter where he goes.
Hearing this voice in the past, Baili Fengjian was so upset that he wanted to gag her, pack her into a ball and throw her out. However, now it makes his heart and lungs burst, leaving only a feeling of sadness, wishing he could stir up the sea and throw her away.
Everything that is irretrievable is drowned.
She was just a few steps in front of him, but he couldn't do anything. If he didn't take those steps, he couldn't wipe away the tears on her face. If he took those steps and hug her, he couldn't
Accompany her for the rest of her life.
The clenched fists seemed to crush the air in their hands, and the whiteness on the knuckles was more chilling than the moonlight.
"Master——" She called out sadly when she saw him.
After just one glance, he saw the tears on his face and the shocking blood on his forehead. He couldn't bear to turn his face away anymore and closed his eyes tremblingly.
"Ah Che." A voice choked in his throat.
"Master, why don't you look at Ah Che..." Jing Che didn't cry anymore, but asked helplessly, with infinite sadness echoing in his soft voice. She couldn't understand why Master just stood there indifferently.
He didn't move or look at her.
She wanted to walk to him, hold his arm, grab his robe, and lean on him, but her body was tightly held by the soldiers behind her.
Instead, Xiao Jin stood up, walked to her, knelt down and pinched her chin kindly: "Your master is so ruthless, what do you think you should do?"
Jing Che pursed his lips, and there were still tears in his eyes, but he glared at him fiercely without showing any signs of weakness, and suddenly bit into his tiger's mouth.
Xiao Jin retracted his hand in pain, slapped him hard with his backhand. Half of Jing Che's cheeks were instantly red and swollen, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
His eyes were full of ferocious anger. He looked at Jing Che and said in a loud voice: "Is there anyone who has volunteered to inseminate the little girl?"
After saying this, Xiao Jin let out a sneer and sat down on the chair again, observing Baili Fengjian's expression with great interest.
A look of helpless and violent forbearance.
Hehe, Jiahuang Sword Saint is nothing more than that.
Jing Che realized that the restraints behind him were suddenly gone, and he saw a rough soldier with a lewd expression surrounding him in front of him.
Even if she didn't understand Xiao Jin's words, she subconsciously understood what the posture in front of her meant. She struggled back, blocking the man's hand with disgust and fear, but instead her wrist was grabbed and locked behind her.
The strange man's warmth sprayed on her soft body. He rubbed her skin deliberately and teasingly and slowly untied her clothes. The girl's body was always particularly sensitive, and she was trembling like an autumn tree shivering in the wind.
leaf.
"Master..." She twisted her body desperately to avoid the dirty hands. She struggled to call. Even at this moment, she still firmly believed that the god-like Master would save her.
Jingche desperately wanted to walk towards Baili Fengjian, but was pulled back hard by behind him. He stumbled and fell to the ground. He clung to the gap in the deck and tried to crawl forward, but the rough big hand hit him hard again.
Drag it back.
Her knuckles oozed blood from the force of the saw. The girl with delicate skin and tender flesh did not notice any pain in her hands at this moment. She just looked at her master for help, with tears in her eyes.
Baili Fengjian pursed her lips tightly and tried her best to restrain her trembling.
Even though he wanted to tear that beast to pieces, he was restrained by the God-Slaying Cord so that he could not move even half a step. If he tried desperately to save her, but what happened after he was rescued? He became a useless person, and even if he had wings, he would not be able to escape.
sea.
He could only remain silent and wait for Xiao Jin... to keep his promise and let her go.
Ah Che...
His pain was hidden in the wind, no less than hers, but he couldn't call out or cry.
She looked at him. From the angle she looked up at, he, shrouded in the moonlight, looked like a heartless and desireless god - this was her master.
But he didn't look at her.
She suddenly became clear.
Hopelessness swept over me, setting off a tsunami out of thin air, swallowing up all the laughter in the past.
"Master will come back to pick you up soon."
In my mind is his gentle and indulgent voice, and the touch of his wanton green beard on his forehead seems to be still vivid in my mind.
The man behind her lost his patience, straddled her body, and violently pulled open the skirt of her clothes.
"Hiss--" there was a sound of the cloth tearing, as if the entire night sky was torn, and the overwhelming coldness slanted down.