Infinite Doomsday Escape

Chapter 222
"This way the battle line is too long." Lan Xiaye frowned, pointing out the disadvantages of doing so.

"Then what else can we do?" Wang Ding choked on Lan Xia Ye in dissatisfaction.

Qiangwei curled up the curly hair scattered on her shoulders with her fingers, and listened to the analysis of several people in silence.

Her eyes wandered to Lan Xiaye's black and white hair, she pursed her lips, a little worried.

"Let's settle the battle quickly," Qiangwei said.

Tang Lei nodded, "I agree."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Wang Ding said reluctantly, "I'm just worried that we will run out of strength."

After settling down like this, the four kept running back and forth, killing twenty white men in one day, which was the limit they could do.

What's more, apart from Qiangwei, the other three couldn't hold on, they were exhausted and weak.

There are only fifty white people left in the waters. Tonight, under the moonlight, they stand in pan water, folded their hands together, and closed their eyes reverently and respectfully.

The moon was suddenly covered by a huge black shadow for a moment, and it was creepy, making people who could not afford any resistance scan over it lightly.

Then, the black hair of the white people became more black and shiny, and their black hair continued to grow and fall into the water.

The sleeping Lan Xiaye suddenly frowned uncomfortably in her sleep, her jet-black hair shone brightly and grew a little longer.

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"Has your hair grown a little?" Qiangwei stared at Lan Xiaye strangely for a long time.

Lan Xiaye lowered her head, picked up a strand of hair and looked suspiciously: "Is there any?"

Wang Ding and Tang Lei also came over after hearing the words, and looked at Lan Xiaye's hair carefully, "It's still the same."

Tang Lei didn't see any difference, so he didn't make a sound.

"Forget it, let's go." Qiangwei thought for a while, but didn't take it seriously.

After arriving at the waters today, the four of them saw the white people standing in the waters, with their hands crossed, praying devoutly. They closed their eyes and spread out in an orderly manner. They were motionless like lifelike statues.

They didn't ignore the white man's long black hair overnight, and his long, jet-black hair hung down on the water, floating on it, and fainted with black ink shadows.

Tang Lei and the others immediately remembered what Qiangwei said not long ago—has Lan Xiaye's hair grown long?

They turned their heads suddenly and looked at Lan Xiaye.

This time, Tang Lei said uncertainly, "Has your hair grown a little?"

Lan Xiaye looked at the white man solemnly, why did they suddenly undergo such a strange change?
The hair grows longer, and the posture changes from lying in the water to standing and praying.

"The original plan?" Qiangwei asked in a low voice.

So far, it's just a matter of adapting.

Lan Xiaye nodded.

The rose rope was thrown out, and a white man closest to them was caught in the harness.

The accident happened at this moment. The white man who had closed his eyes and folded his hands suddenly opened his eyes. The long hair behind him was wrapped around the rope, and he pulled Qiangwei down with force.

Qiangwei didn't expect the sudden huge force, she was caught off guard, and her body was pulled along the rope and fell to the ship.

This kind of change was unexpected by everyone, Lan Xiaye quickly reacted, and leaned over to the side of the boat and said to Qiangwei: "Qiangwei! Let go! Throw the rope away."

Fortunately, Qiangwei reacted quickly enough, threw away the rope, lightly grasped the bulge in the middle of the ship, and hung in mid-air.

"What's the matter?" In the cab, Wang Ding heard the movement from Lan Xiaye's side through the little bee, and stood up in a jerk.

The little bee could only speak in one direction from Lan Xiaye, and Wang Ding's words could not be conveyed. He keenly sensed something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Ding moved vigilantly to the deck, fearing that someone would ambush him elsewhere in the cabin.

Qiangwei barely grasped the bulge on the ship, and as soon as her body exerted strength, she wanted to use her strength to climb back onto the ship again.

But how could the white people below give her such a chance?
The long hair twists and turns flexibly like a snake, separates several hair strands, and shoots towards the rose.

Qiangwei's abilities were suppressed, and she could only use props. Faced with the menacing hair, Qiangwei also felt angry in her heart, so she just let go and fell underwater.

At this time, the gorgeous Lolita on her body has become a cumbersome burden.

After the layer upon layer of cake skirts were soaked in water, they stuck tightly to Qiangwei's body, preventing her from moving lightly and nimbly.

The anger in Qiangwei's heart became more intense, she took out a musket and sprayed it at the surrounding hair.

"It's so annoying." Her voice was pretty, her eyes were deep, and the musket in her hand burst into violent flames, burning her hair as she tried to get closer.

Huo Gong temporarily pushed back his hair, his jet-black hair, backed away some distance, and patiently waited for the next opportunity.

Lan Xiaye on the boat heaved a sigh of relief. She was not physically strong enough, so she simply used her abilities to assist Qiangwei on the boat.

"I'll freeze her, see if you can bring her up." She said to Qiangwei.

Qiangwei made an OK gesture.

Lan Xiaye freezes the white man's time, she vaguely feels that this time she can suspend the white man's time is shorter.

But these times are enough.

Although Qiangwei lost the rope, there were a lot of other imprisoning props. She took out a birdcage and imprisoned two white men in it.

The birdcage shrunk down to the normal size of the birdcage together with the white man, held by Qiangwei, and climbed up to the boat.

Lan Xiaye's freeze frame failed, and other white people found that another similar person was taken away, stirring up the sea angrily.

The sea was shaking constantly, huge waves were set off, and the cover was covered in darkness.

Lan Xiaye's heart was beating wildly, and she said loudly to the little bee, "Wang Ding, let's go!"

"It's late." Wang Ding walked out of the cabin with a face full of despair, looking at the overwhelming waves miserably, his face was covered with mist.

"Damn!"

It's a misfortune.

Now that things were going on, Lan Xiaye didn't panic anymore, she reached out to pull Qiangwei to help her onto the deck.

The next moment, huge waves crashed down heavily, destroying the ship.

The huge impact directly overturned the four people on the deck. They were knocked into the air by the sea water and bounced into the air. According to the gravity, they should have fallen into the sea.

However, the white people below opened their eyes, and countless strands of hair danced in the air, interweaving a huge, impenetrable black net, quietly waiting for the prey to fall.

"No!"

Wang Ding seemed to have glimpsed the direction of fate, and roared unwillingly.

Tang Lei, Lan Xiaye and Qiangwei all wanted to save themselves, but there was no way to stabilize their bodies. The big web formed by their hair was like a spider spitting out poisonous juice, and it gathered around with confidence.

"Bam—"

The four of them finally fell into the siege of the white people, and their jet-black hair spread out, wrapping the four of them with their jet-black hair.

Four pitch-black hair cocoons formed and slowly sank into the water.

(End of this chapter)