Although Li Luo and Qian Yi had concerns, according to what He Kuer said, it would take about a few hours to reach the cliff of life.
The fog is a bit thick, but you can still see the situation in the land about ten feet away. It's just that the fog here is floating on the black water, stained with some ink, and looks thicker than elsewhere.
When we got here, it was reasonable to say that we were not far from the Cliff of Death, but Li Luo occasionally noticed that he seemed a little nervous with Kuer and Nuwa. It was better to be far away from Kuer, and Li Luo felt Nuwa's white and tender neck in front of him
But you can clearly see the shuddering hairs.
There's something strange about this fog.
Li Luo was in a daze, as if he would always encounter something dangerous every time there was a heavy fog. This was the case with the Immortal Formation in Mount Cuikuo, the ghost ship in the East China Sea, and the time when he was escorted into Chonglou Mansion by Yan Shuang'er.
I have encountered such a situation on the road, and I am afraid there may not be an exception this time.
The boat slowed down, and the grass in the swamp became increasingly scarce. Sometimes the boat could only see a solitary waterweed after gliding several feet.
The black water is lonely, with no sign of movement. It is a pool of stagnant water. The fog lies above the water, and there is no erratic movement. It is just shrouded quietly. Only two boats broke through the fog and made a slight noise while moving slowly.
The sound of surging water.
The black water at this moment is even quieter than yesterday.
Although the boat slowed down, there was no sign of stopping and it was still gliding forward. Occasionally, there would be a fleeting trace of water under the water, like a rope or something. Li Luo took a look and realized that this thing was a mechanism.
It drives and pulls the ship to glide. As long as you get on the ship, there is no risk of getting lost. This mechanism must be very sophisticated. It may not be as good as the ghost ship star map, but it can also be called an ingenious work.
It was very quiet outside the ship, and Nuwa's breathing was deliberately lowered, as if to avoid disturbing the fog covering the black water. The two ships moved quietly in this silent and oppressive fog.
After a long time, suddenly, Li Luo's eyes froze, and the stagnant and lifeless mist suddenly spun into a vortex, and then disappeared very quickly, causing the mist beside it to sway slightly for a moment, and then returned to calmness.
The change came and went even faster. Qian Yi didn't notice it, and neither did He Kuer or Nuwa. Maybe it was just an ordinary scene in the mist of the black water, fleeting and unimportant. It was just in Li Luo's heart.
The uneasiness gradually became stronger. It seemed that this lonely and dark mist of black water was not just a desolate dead land, but something hidden in the mist peering at the two ships.
Nuwa noticed Li Luo's solemn mood, looked back at Li Luo, pursed her lips and chuckled: "It's okay, just be careful..."
Before he finished speaking, a black rope suddenly shot out from the bottom of the water. It was so fast that people had no time to blink. Like a poisonous snake spitting out its core, it wrapped around Nuwa's chest and dragged Nuwa into the water.
The change was extremely sudden. Li Luo was so close that he had no time to grab Nuwa. This shows that Heisuo's speed is faster than the top masters in the world.
Li Luo's face changed slightly. The scent of the slave girl's delicate body still lingered in Li Luo's nose, but the beauty was nowhere to be found. He didn't even have time to call for help.
Li Luochen yelled: "Be careful!" He stood up and was about to search for Nuwa's whereabouts when he saw another black rope rising from the side of the ship, quickly and silently wrapping around Li Luo's waist.
Li Luo's expression turned cold. It was difficult to move around in the narrow cabin. Then he moved his palm like a knife and cut towards the black rope. The black rope swayed slightly with the wind of his palm, and seemed to be a living thing. It was a little slimy and cold in the hand.
.When Li Luo swung away the black rope, the sound of breaking water sounded one after another, and several black ropes, like ghosts that lingered, wrapped around Li Luo's arms and waist from both sides of the ship.
Qian Yi's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he shouted in a low voice: "Young Master, be careful." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several black ropes heading towards Qian Yi in search of the sound.
This change was sudden and fierce. Coupled with the restraints in the cabin, Li Luo and Qian Yi couldn't react in a hurry. They heard two splashes of water and splashing water. When they looked again, they had disappeared.
Traces.
A few ripples rarely appeared in a pool of stagnant water, but the ripples calmed down before swimming far, and disappeared like Li Luo and Qian Yi who fell into the water. What was even more strange was that Nuwa fell into the water, and what happened to Li Luo and Qian Yi
Heisuo secretly attacked, but the three people traveling with Nuwa on the boat did not make a sound. I don't know if they were frightened and forgot to make a sound, or if there was another reason.
The ship was still gliding, and soon left the water where it encountered the black rope. Hekuer's face was calm, a little more sinister, and he looked indifferently at the fog around him and the water outside the ship. He had no intention of looking for Nuwa, let alone the money that fell into the water.
With the thoughts of Yi and Li Luo, they left a few people behind and left. If you get closer, you can see that the seemingly indifferent expressions of He Kuer are actually not calm, but there is still a trace of emotion in his eyes.
The lingering fear and anxiety.
After the boat rowed dozens of feet, the fear and nervousness in He Kuer's eyes slowly receded. He looked back cautiously and frowned, as if he felt a little regretful, but he didn't know whether it was for Nuwa or for Li Luo who had suffered a sudden misfortune.
Two people.
He Kuer took one more reluctant look, sighed cautiously, and was about to turn around to say goodbye when a hand suddenly reached out from the black water and grabbed the side of the boat. He Kuer was startled.
His expression tightened, and the hand in his sleeve tightly grasped a dagger, intending to stab the hand hanging on the side of the ship.
"It's me." The owner of this hand shouted quickly and deeply.
He Kuer was startled, and almost in the blink of an eye, he put away the murderous look on his face, changed to an anxious and eager look, and said quickly: "Nuwa, are you okay?"
With a crash, Nuwa jumped onto the boat, covered in black water, but could not hide the thrilling body, and gasped a few times. He Kuer hurriedly supported Nuwa, with anxiety and pity on his face, it seemed that the one with a stern face just now was
A completely different person.
"Just come back, just come back. Leave here first before talking."
Nuwa's delicate body trembled slightly, obviously she was greatly frightened. When she heard the sound, she just let out a silent hum, slowly leaned against He Kuer, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.
The ship was neither moving nor slowing, watching with cold eyes. To these two ships, everything that happened here was like a passing cloud. The ship slid past, and the mist shrouded the place again, leaving no trace of burial.
Gradually, there was more grass, and He Kuer's nervous expression completely relaxed. He looked back at Nu'er, who was covered in black water, and said with a smile: "Nu'er, I saw you right. As long as you take action, it will be the same for anyone."