This knife was so urgent! He could even imagine the scene where Dulun Qi Zhen's head was thrown away and blood was splattering everywhere!

His face was ferocious. This knife must separate Dulun Qi Zhen's body!

"Bang" Dulun Qizhen turned around and kicked it in the chest.

The Japanese samurai leader was kicked away like a black sandbag.

It fell into the sea with a 'pop' sound.

When the group of Japanese warriors saw that their leaders were kicked into the sea, they rushed up with Japanese swords.

Gulun Lanxin shouted: "Be careful!"

The crowd was chaotic and the crowds were surging, scattering the two.

Durum Qizhen had already fought with the Japanese warriors who rushed up.

He is agile and quick in his actions, and often knocks down his opponent with one move.

Like a swimming fish, shuttled through the dense siege of Japanese warriors.

The sound of "dang" the enemy's attacks, sparks flew everywhere, and Dulun Qizhen grabbed a Japanese sword and danced like the wind!

He rushed back and forth, killing a lot of people and horses. The remaining limbs floated and blood sprayed. There was no living mouth where the magic knife passed.

If you want to kill, you will be afraid of these Japanese people! They will be frightened!

With a crisp sound, Dulun Qizhen cut off a Japanese warrior's sword with one knife, instantly splitting him in half!

The boss of the ship saw that the situation was not good, and the group of warriors were like frightened sheep. The ruthlessness just now turned into the fear in their hearts now.

When the boat boss saw Gulun Lanxin alone, he jumped suddenly and grabbed Gulun Lanxin.

The crowd was in chaos, and happened to be suddenly swelling at this moment, and the hull was shaking. Everyone fell down and stepped on it. Several unlucky people were thrown out of the deck and fell into the sea.

In the night, the sound of ordinary falling into the water is particularly loud.

As soon as the boss of the ship hit the ground, the center of gravity was unstable, and he suddenly fell on the deck and was trampled to death by the panicked crowd.

The small ring of the green-clothed Xiaodie slid to the side of the ship because the hull suddenly tilted, and half of her body was already hanging in the air, and she grabbed the side of the ship with both hands.

‘Room’ rolling thunder seemed to come from the sky, and the sudden lightning illuminated the surroundings in an instant and turned black in an instant.

"Cousin, save me!" Xiaodie shouted desperately, but his cousin A Er was unable to protect himself. He grabbed a mast tightly, letting the hull sway, letting himself be thrown away, falling, and holding on to it.

Xiaodie could no longer bear the swaying of the hull, and her hands gradually could not hold on.

"Cousin, save me, save me." She shouted with powerlessness, her hands could no longer hold on, and slowly let go!

"Pa" The sick man grabbed Xiaodie's jade wrist when she was about to transfer into the vast ocean.

At this time, Xiaodie opened her eyes but found that the man she had disgusted when she saw him seemed to like him so much at this moment.

"Crash" a wave came, wrapping the two of them and being swallowed into the vast sea.

He also wanted to save Xiaodie, but at the critical moment, it was important to save his life.

Those Japanese warriors were not having a good time. They were thrown into the sea one by one, and some people chopped the Japanese sword into the hull to keep their bodies still.

With a crisp "bang", someone started shouting: "Water has come into the cabin!" Sure enough, the hull was tilted even more violently and was slowly sinking.

"Ah" Gulun Lanxin exclaimed, her body was already hanging in the air and was about to fall into the water.

"Pa" a big hand grabbed her jade wrist!

It's Durum Qizhen!

Although Dulun Qizhen's martial arts skills are good, he cannot go against the will of heaven in the face of this storm of nature. When he saw Sister Lan Xin falling into the sea, she realized how important Sister Lan Xin to him.

He already had too many regrets in his life, and at this moment he also untied his heart. He didn't want to leave any regrets anymore.

At this moment, he had made up his mind that if he could survive the disaster this time, he would definitely marry Sister Lan Xin as his wife! Even if thousands of people were criticized!

Dulun Qizhen was not feeling well. The waves surging, the hull swayed, and it was slowly sinking. His hand holding Sister Lan Xin began to slip slowly.

"Yeah!" He gritted his teeth and grabbed Sister Lan Xin with both hands, but his hands slipped away little by little.

"Crash" the waves churned like a roaring prehistoric monster venting his tyranny.

Gulun Lanxin said anxiously: "Second brother, let go, you, you will die!"

"Sister Lan Xin, I won't let go unless I'm dead! Oh!"

Just at the moment of life and death, Gulun Lanxin threw away all the shackles and shouted the last sentence of her life in the bitter wind and rain: "Second brother, we have no fate in this life, in the next life, in the next life, I, Gulun Lanxin, will definitely, marry you and be your wife!"

Her tears flew, the waves came, Dulun Qizhen's hand slipped, Gulun Lanxin fell into the sea, as sad as a song!

"No!-----" Dulun Qizhen's face looked ferocious and painful. He flew up almost instantly. His speed was fast, Gulun Lanxin fell faster, and a last beautiful smile appeared on her face.

"Crash" the two fell into the sea and were instantly flooded by the waves, not knowing life and death.

The fierce sea water swept up by the violent storm continued to impact the hull, and for a moment the entire cargo ship was submerged in the vast sea.

"Zheng'er!" The old concubine, who was far away in Shengjing, seemed to have some sense in her heart and suddenly woke up from her sleep.

"Old concubine, what's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare?" The maid who was guarding the bed was also awakened.

"I, I dreamed that Zhen'er and Lan Xin encountered wind and waves on the sea, and their ship sank. My Zhen'er, my son. It's so terrible. No, I want to go to the ancestral hall to ask the ancestors to bless Zhen'er with peace and safety. As long as he is safe and sound, I, I, I, even if I die for him."

Regardless of the maid's obstruction, he put on his clothes and walked into the ancestral hall of his ancestors.

"Blessed by our ancestors, I shall bear all sins alone, and all gods shall not take their anger on my son Dulun Qizhen."

In this way, Hesheli prayed all night, and the next day he went to the Great Buddha Temple to ask for divination.

Fortunately, those monks were very fooling people, saying some good things and earning some money from indulgence and oil, and Hesheli's mood was calmer.

In an elegant wing room, a woman in white suddenly woke up from her sleep, and then beads of sweat fell from her forehead.

She covered her lower abdomen with a painful expression.

Why are you so sad? I just dreamed of him, he died, why am I so in pain?

I am pregnant with his child now, but what should I do? You will definitely not hide it from the master when you grow up day by day. At that time, we, mother and son, have to go to the altar.

"No! No! Should I go into seclusion early? What should I do?"

The woman in white frowned slightly and slowly stroked her lower abdomen with one hand.

Suddenly, an extremely firm look flashed in her eyes.

No matter what, I must give you a birth. I won't let you die because you are my and her child.
Chapter completed!