Wear cannon fodder as a villain to develop a plan

chapter8

Looking at the distant figure in the water, Ling Xia couldn't help but be angry.

Even if he knew that Cui Yu was just a little ruthless and willful, Song Xiaohu would not be in danger of life, but it was also very dangerous to be pulled in the water just now, and if it was an ordinary person, it was also possible to be afraid of death! At the moment, it was to quickly find a way to enter the city and save him from the cruel lady.

The other boatmen in the lake had already helped to get the unlucky boatman who had overturned the boat to the shore, and they were accustomed to seeing those famous disciples who were running amok and overbearing, and when they saw that the figure of the little girl was gone, they could not help but curse a few words in anger.

Thinking that there was a sense of hatred and hatred, a boat owner suddenly asked Ling Xia, "Hey, those two little brothers, do you still want to take a boat?"

Ling Xia was overjoyed, and after thanking him, he quickly pulled Yu Zhijie and jumped up.

The scenery of this lake is very beautiful, the water and sky are green and rippling, sitting at the stern of the boat and feeling a burst of cool water vapor coming to the face is also a pleasure, Ling Xia's anxious heart has gradually calmed down.

In addition to the two of them, there were four or five young people sitting on the boat, all of whom were preparing to register for the Shaoyang Sect, and were discussing the registration process, the famous disciples of the Shaoyang Sect, and so on. Ling Xia listened attentively and memorized the useful information, after all, he didn't remember much of the details in the book.

The boat was manned, but the boatman was two strong men nearly two meters tall, not slow, but a lot of kung fu, had already sailed to the center of the lake.

At this moment, a large ship came from behind, much faster than them.

Ling Xia looked at it a few more times because of curiosity, and there were several young men in brocade clothes standing at the bow of this ship, the oldest was about twenty years old, and the youngest was thirteen or twelve years old, all of them were uniform white gold-rimmed luxury robes, thinking that it was a sect. Ling Xia's eyes were dazzled by the light reflected from their clothes, and his appearance was not very clear.

But what he didn't expect was that the ship actually rushed straight towards them!

The people on the boat could not help but scream, the boat was menacing, the hull was five or six times larger than their small boat, if it crashed, wouldn't it be overturned in the center of this lake?

Ling Xia also couldn't help but panic, looking left and right, and quickly took Yu Zhijie in his arms and held a wooden barrel on the boat with his spare hand. He felt that the small body in his arms seemed to stiffen for a moment, so he bowed his head and murmured comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I will swim..."

Watching the big ship getting closer and closer, Ling Xia reflexively closed his eyes, waiting for the impact to come, even if he waited for half a day, there was no expected movement.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, and a pair of dark eyes in his arms were staring at him angrily.

Miyuki's voice took on a stiff plank, "Aren't you going to let go yet?!"

Although he spoke fiercely, his face slowly turned red.

Ling Xia quickly let go, and he looked back to see that the big ship had actually stopped just a few feet away from them!

Everyone on the ship slowly stood up with the expression of the rest of his life, and the boatman was about to scold, looking at the clothes of the people on the big boat, but he did not dare, and could only curse in his heart.