Pirate Vice-Captain Heart

Chapter 1241 THE1239, Scarlet Shadow 8
"Dazzling Hundred Blossoms."

Robin on the side suddenly made a sound, crossed his hands, and extended a giant hand from the bow of the ship, touching the blood curtain.

But with just a tap, the hand turned into a petal and disappeared without a trace.

Robin's face was pale, and he looked ahead sternly.

"That blood curtain will suck human blood, and creatures cannot pass through."

"I'll try it! Give me some time to prepare!" Franky said.

Later, Franky asked the lead ship to sail to a port not far away, and then he stood at the bow.

That is the closest place to the blood curtain.

Frankie's index fingers and thumbs overlapped to form a square photo frame, and then he began to charge.

There seemed to be golden energy gathering in the frame.

These abilities continue to gather, and the more they gather, the more they gather, and they contain huge energy.

"Frankie~free laser beam~!"

A beam of energy with extremely strong penetrating power shoots out, directly piercing through the blood curtain.

A huge gap appeared above the blood curtain.

But the laser beam only lasts for a short moment. When the laser beam disappears, the blood curtain returns to its original state.

"This thing actually has the ability to heal itself..." Franky muttered to himself.

Feng Xin thought for a while, and said to his subordinates, "Tell all the sects what happened just now, and let all their capable leaders gather on this ship. Then let the other fleets return, and the same on this ship, only stay With the minimum manpower, the others take another ship from Jianzhuang and return!"

"Master, you are..."

"Even if you stay here, it will be useless, you can only die." Feng Xin said.

He brought so many people to deal with ordinary believers, but now it seems that there is only one enemy left.

That is Xia Yingtu.

And for these ordinary disciples, the best choice is to return.
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arsenal.

Moran was among the flustered crowd, who were yelling in the face of the sky that suddenly turned red.Immediately afterwards, a thick bloody smell permeated the entire island... Bingshard Island instantly turned into a scene of hell.

One of them suddenly shouted the end of the world, and everyone else followed suit.Someone said something about escaping from the island, and the rest followed suit.

They jostled and jostled each other, and Moran looked like a weed blown by the wind among the rough men.

She didn't have any extra strength to resist, so she had to find a general direction, whichever way they were going, she would follow.

Moran knew that as a short girl, if she took a wrong step, she would be the victim of the stampede.

chap——

Moran didn't know what happened, but it felt like it was raining, and the raindrops fell on her face.

She subconsciously reached out to touch it, because the sky was red and she couldn't see what it was.And put it under her nose, because of the strong smell of blood in the air, she couldn't tell anything.but……

Moran looked up and saw a round thing across the sky.

It's the human head...

So...is it blood on her face?
Immediately afterwards, a person's roar came.

"Give me some peace! If you make more noise, you slaves will all be killed!"

Moran could barely hear that this was the captain of the Haicheng Division who often yelled at them.

The crowd fell silent in an instant, silently looking in the direction of the speaker, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Oh my, what a waste."

Suddenly a voice sounded.

The other party's voice sounded like an old man who had spent a leisurely afternoon, but the voice sounded close to Moran's ear.

Moran hurriedly looked around, but all he could see were the chests in shabby cotton clothes.However, she noticed that everyone's eyes were looking upwards in unison.

Moran then looked up and found an old man with gray and messy hair squatting on the roof of the arsenal in front of him. He was staring at them with a horrible burnt face and cloudy yellow eyes...

"You juniors have to remember well, this old man never eats dead things." The old man said slowly.

"I don't care if you're alive or dead! What the hell are you! Come down!"

The domineering squad leader walked over with his hips akimbo.

The frightened crowd automatically opened a path for him, allowing him to walk right under the old man.

"What a rude junior." After the old man finished speaking, he paused for a moment, thought for a while, and then said, "If it's food...whether you are polite or not, it doesn't matter, right?"

The old man suddenly stretched out his hand, revealing his gray and thin arm. In the next second, his arm turned into blood, congealed into a long whip, and suddenly shot at the squad leader, wrapping him up.

The long whip shrank suddenly, and flew towards the old man with the team leader.

Snapped--

The arm that turned into a bloody whip returned to normal. The old man's hand tightly grasped the captain's head. On the back of his muscular hand, the one-inch-long black nails firmly dug into the opponent's brain.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Moran saw in horror that the captain's body collapsed and instantly turned into a scary mummy.

The old man threw the body away casually, and a horrifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for the hospitality... But, the old man is far from full."

The crowd suddenly exploded, and there were all kinds of terrified cries, rushing in all directions like the washed away sea water.

Moran was also among the crowd, fleeing along one of the streams.

"No! Ah!!!"

"Go away! Go away! Ah!!!"

"I'm not afraid of you! I...fuck you! Don't come here! Ahhh!!!"

There were screams from the crowd one after another, and Moran's footsteps became more and more vain.

That terrifying old man was like a preying seabird, precisely picking up and swallowing every panicked sea fish.

Everyone was running, and her brain told her to run, but...

Where can I escape?

"what……"

Because of the ice under his feet, Moran tilted his ankle, lying on the ground, and completely swallowed a mouthful of cold snow.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the snow seems to smell like blood.

"Oh, oh? It's not easy to find a little girl with delicious blood among a group of stinky men."

Moran shuddered all over, and slowly raised his head, but saw an old man squatting with a strange and ferocious smile.

The other party is looking at himself with interesting eyes.

At this moment, Moran felt his nose heat up, and then a stream of nosebleeds flowed out.

The old man sniffed it with his nose, and then smiled, "Very good, she's still a young girl who hasn't blossomed yet. She hasn't been polluted by those stinky men... Really, it's delicious."

In the next second, Moran felt that his hair was being pulled up, and the roots of his hair were bearing the strength from his whole body.

"Special preferential treatment, you can start from the neck."

The old man opened his bloody mouth, and under the reflection of Moran's constricted pupils, he approached him a little bit.

—If God can hear my prayer... Then please, send someone to save me!

——Even if life is bad...but I don't want to die yet!

(End of this chapter)