The First Thousand Two Hundred and Sixty-Six Chapters Lie in the Trough, the Wicked Island Is Sinking!
Fang Yuan's new eyes shone with excitement. He has been guarding this island. To be precise, he has been guarding the altar, this ancient battlefield.
In the dream, Tiandao told him that if a female monk named Bai Chuwei appeared at the altar in the future, he would stop her at all costs.
At that time, he will be favored by the Tao of Heaven and will live the same life as Heaven and Earth.
The older you get, the more you expect to live longer.
As long as you live long enough, you can get anything you want. Whether it's money or beauty.
Since then, he has come to the island of the wicked, and he has stayed there for decades.
And today, Bai Chuwei really came.
The whole island of wicked people began to vibrate, countless trees were broken by the middle, and the sea was rushing wildly.
Thousands of villains in the distance were startled, looking down at the soles of their feet vibrating continuously, as if wishing to directly crack the ground with a large crack, completely stunned.
After being detained on this island for decades, there is a pure natural magic circle on this island, and it has never encountered an earthquake or tsunami!
"My God, the island of villains is sinking! The whole island is sinking like crazy!" Some villains held their faces and exclaimed.
The entire island was sinking so fast that it was almost visible to the naked eye.
The sea rushed in from the outside and smashed the few buildings on the island.
"Run! Run!"
The villains reacted and screamed loudly.
Everyone rushed towards the gate of the prison in a hurry, but could not get out anyway.
They are monks, but they are still people.
If the island sinks, they won't be able to get out, and they can only last a few days at the bottom of the sea.
Damn, thousands of villains are completely bad.
They thought about dying in this villain's island prison, but they never thought that they might die in the sea one day!
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The sun was excellent today and the sea was calm.
Hua Ling stood on the deck with her arms crossed and watched from afar, while Cui He and the others were tied together by black long whips.
Hua Ling rubbed her nose and said in a displeased tone: "What's the smell? It's killing me! Laozi's rhinitis is about to be fumed!"
Cui He and several villains huddled together, almost wanted to cry again, and hurriedly replied: "Master Prisoner, it's not our scent. It's that woman's square scarf, on the whip!"
Hua Ling was surprised and looked down at the long black whip that was tying up a few villains. Sure enough, a pink square scarf was tied in an inconspicuous position.
He stepped forward, raised the orchid finger and pulled it off in disgust, and saw three letters embroidered in cursive script at the bottom corner of the square: "TQY."
Hua Ling waved her hand and threw the scarf into the sea.
He just caught the last thug who escaped, and he happened to meet the thug and a father and daughter bullying the beautiful girl. The villain is back.
Who knew that his whip was still stuffed with a square scarf? The whip must have smelled of that girl, and I don't know when it will go away.
He's dirty again. If Big Sister finds out, I'm afraid I won't need to contact him in the future, right?
Hua Ling rubbed her hair into a chicken coop, and cursed to herself, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have saved that girl. Bad luck!"
Fortunately, the ship was about to arrive near the villain's island, and he sent Cui He, the escaped prisoners, into it, and he would never come again!
Hua Ling was in a good mood when she suddenly noticed that the boat under her feet was a little unstable, and there seemed to be huge waves.
He looked up, his pupils shrinking.
Holy crap, is the island sinking?
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