Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 157

Wu Yaochu, who was pushed away, never figured it out. Why did that young man, who was making business calculations crackle, suddenly find out his conscience?
But she didn't care about the current situation, so she could only grit her teeth and run towards the river port.

However, for some reason, Wu Yaochu was panicked by an escape that was obviously beneficial to him but not harmful.

【why? 】

[I can obviously survive? 】

[But why. . . 】

【Why can't I calm down? 】

Fifth, Yaochu shook her head vigorously, not wanting to think too much, not daring to think too much.

Her heart beat faster, but she only regarded it as the tension caused by running.

It is difficult for her to calm down, but she is only in front of the enemy, her nerves are tense.

She was depressed and difficult to overcome, but it was difficult to adapt to the newly resurrected one.

When they arrived at the Jianghe port, there were naturally people to meet them.

An old man who was at least the cultivation level of Soul Emperor stood anxiously at the port, and when he saw Wu Yaochu coming, he couldn't hide the relief in his eyes.

"Miss! This way!"

The old man shook his hand and shouted at Wu Yaochu.

Fifth Yaochu rushed towards the old man.

Heavy snow fell, staining Fifth Yaochu's coat white, and also the bong in her hand.

The bong was still burning, and the thin white smoke and wind and snow seemed to be drifting towards the boy in the distance.

"Miss!"

The old man anxiously pushed Wu Yaochu to the ferry at the river port, and said: "The boat is waiting, miss, you go first, I will give you the rear."

Fifth Yaochu got into the ferry without the slightest hesitation, and indeed there was a small boat parked inside.

On the fifth day, Yaochu got on the boat and signaled the boatman to set off quickly.

The boatman at the helm naturally obeys orders, possessed by a martial soul, he is actually a soul king who uses oars as martial souls!

The fifth family, what a big lineup!
However, even so, Wu Yaochu was still worried.

Ship starts.

After crossing the icy river waves, the boat sailed onto the Vinos River.

Biting river water occasionally splashes on the hull, but now is not the time to complain, after all, the enemy is at hand.

Under the cloudless clouds, there is the haggard gaze of the beautiful lady.

At the beginning of the fifth day on the boat, I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and let my tense mind relax for a rare moment.

However, this relaxation made her think of other things.

What she thought of was naturally the over-mature young man.

[I don't know how he is doing now. . . 】

[I hope you don't die. It's a pity that such an interesting person died. 】

Fifth Yao Chu thought about it so far, and planned to wash the blood stains on her hands with the cold river water.

However, just as she stretched her hand into the river, her already expressionless cheeks became even more rigid.

【etc. . . 】

[Am I worried about him? 】

【I. . . 】

[Am I worried about him? 】

The fifth Yaochu looked at her inner world in an almost unbelievable way.

Since she was born, since she was able to control her own emotions, this was the first time she had emotions that she could not control herself.

Especially, this other person is still a teenager.

Fifth Yaochu hesitated for a moment, but still withdrew her hand.

She thought carefully.

The boat that breaks through the waves, and the girl both have their own concerns, and both have their own worries.

Fifth Yaochu raised the bong in his hand in a daze.

The bong has long ceased to burn white smoke, and the bronze-colored body of the gun is so shiny that it seems to reflect sunlight even on a cloudless day.

Wu Yaochu raised her head and looked at the sky helplessly.

"Don't die,"

This was the first sentence she blurted out without thinking since she was sensible.

At this time, her pupils shrank sharply.

The boatman at the bow seems to have not moved for a long time.

"Hey,"

Wu Yaochu called out to the boatman and stood up vigilantly: "What are you doing? Sailing the boat?"

What responded to her was the sound of the boatman's body falling to the ground.

To be precise, it was the sound of the body of the boatman falling to the ground.

The boatman's eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible before he died.

Wu Yaochu's eyes widened, a pair of red pupils looked around in disbelief.

"stop looking,"

In the snowy world, a man flying in the sky appeared.

The man has a pair of wings on his back, which should come from his martial spirit.

The man has a crisp voice, and he looks quiet and elegant in gold-rimmed glasses.

However, a bloody human head held upside down in his hand disrupted this coordination.

That is the old man who just took over Wu Yaochu!
The head of the old man's eyes widened, as if he did not want to believe that he was actually killed.

"I'm here,"

The man with eyes raised his hand and licked the blood in his hand, and said, "Miss Fifth, let's go."

Letting go, the head fell into the Binos River in mid-air.

"Puff,"

The sound of a human head falling into the water is so crisp, and this sound is so small compared to the sound of everything in the world.

Let go again.

Heaven and earth change color.

On the Vinos River, a golden skyline emerges between the lines.

That skyline gathered devastating soul power fluctuations, which seemed to erupt at any moment.

Behind the man flying in mid-air are six floating soul rings.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.

But at this time, what he lit up was his sixth soul ring.

The man was expressionless, like a killing machine.

Maybe, he was.

Looking at the golden skyline that was enough to make people despair, Wu Yaochu could only stare wide-eyed and sat down.

She may never understand in this life why she asked this question at such a dying moment.

"That bastard who can teleport, what did you do to him?"

What responded to her was the golden skyline that had already condensed and rushed towards her.

Her extremely coquettish red pupils were gradually filled with gold.

She squeezed the bong in her hand tightly, as if it was the only thing she could rely on before she died, the only home of peace of mind.

The golden skyline is right in front of you.

And she had no one by her side until she died.

As the young master of the fifth family and the sole successor of the fifth family, she has undertaken too much, and has given up too much.

Since she was a child, she didn't have that kind of so-called heart-to-heart friend, and so many people were courteous and loyal by her side, which made her feel sick.

However, she could only laugh and talk about the promises that no one believed.

Now she just wants to take a good rest.

The whole life of fighting openly and secretly is finally over, and to be honest, she still can't let go.

Yes, she has killed people, and she has killed many people. Some people should be killed, and some people should not be killed.

Her hands have been stained with the blood of the saint, and she has also penetrated the throat of the evil one.

She can shed tears over the death of a nun, and she can chat and laugh happily with an evil spirit master.

She can give a bag of bread to the poor, and she can ruthlessly take everything from a duke who has done good deeds all his life.

She's not a nice person, she knows it.

She has always known.

However, she felt that the boy she regarded as the same kind of person should be a good person.

This evaluation is very high.

She suddenly began to wonder if she would go to hell after she died.

"I'm sorry, Bai Shun took away your pipe, but in the end I still couldn't escape," Wu Yaochu threw away the pipe, sneered, and then closed her eyes, ready to accept her fate.

The roaring wind pressure blew layers of river waves, filling this quiet and peaceful white world with noise for a while.

The golden skyline collided with the hull of the ship, stirring up thousands of waves.

"boom!!!!!"

The ear-piercing explosion sounded throughout the entire river, and suddenly, many white soul rings appeared on the river.

Those are all soul beasts that have been affected.

The ship had been reduced to ashes, and the smoke on the water was gradually dissipating.

The man flying in mid-air did not leave, he wanted to take off the head of the eldest lady of the fifth family with his own hands.

Snow has been falling, of course, the atmosphere is not harmonious.

Countless snowflakes mixed with the white soul ring, looked like white lotus flowers blooming on the river.

However, when the smoke cleared and the drama ended, the leading man in glasses frowned.

Because there was no trace of the fifth eldest lady on the river.

In the snowy world, there is only one boy in white.

The young man was dressed in white clothes, and the knots of his hair were already tied around his slender neck. His long black hair stood out in this snow-white world.

It turned out that he still didn't cut his hair.

May I ask, who in Xixuan doesn't know that white dress?
In the old days, the world's romantic travelers would wear white clothes to know the white deer.

If Xixuan's energy is exhausted in the world, his high spirits will be overwhelming.

Just now, Cao Bailu switched places with Fifth Yaochu, and now Fifth Yaochu has landed safely on the opposite bank.

Even though he was facing the peak Soul Emperor.

Although before that, he was at the end of his battle due to the pursuit of the enemy Soul King.

Even though he has never met before, even though he met by chance, the young man is still willing to use his sword.

Maybe it's because trading is good for teenagers, but if you really think so, then you're too young.

On the young man's shoulders, there should only be Yangliu Yiyi and Cao Changyingfei.

These abacus, it is better to do less.

At this time, there are only teenagers on the river.

Entering the official book, a young guest, will be carried in the court for thousands of years.

Unsheathing the sword, Bai Yujing, another year of stormy rivers and lakes.

At that time, white clothes were better than snow, and his laughter alone made Xixuan's world shattered for decades.

Now Baiyi is better than Xue, but I don't know if this Douluo Continent can accommodate him.

Cao Bailu looked at the powerful enemy in midair expressionlessly.

This may be the first time since he was reborn that he really brought trouble to his door.

"Get out," the man with glasses shouted at Cao Bailu symbolically, of course, he knew it would not work.

Between the wind and the snow.

Someone in white clothes blocked the river.

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