The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

When Bai Menghui and others saw the big boat coming towards them, they jumped up excitedly: "Look, that big boat is coming, they are here to rescue us."

"Oh my god, it's unbelievable! People from Biluo Holy Land really came to save us."

Ling Yi looked at the surprised crowd, and looked at the boat that was riding the waves again. She felt a little dizzy in her head. She didn't know whether it was because of a cold or because she had squandered the elemental ring. She felt that she was going to faint .

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the big boat finally reached the bottom of the boat. Someone on the big boat threw a rope downwards and pulled people up one by one.

After Zha Lele was pulled onto the deck, he jumped directly to the side of the man in white, staring at his eyes: "Are you really Xia Wushui, the Holy Land of Biluo Holy Land?"

The black eyes of the man in white hidden under the butterfly mask were deep and far away. He ignored Richard Lele and stared blankly at the crowd following him.

After Ling Yi got Ling Zicheng onto the deck, he turned himself up.

The hinterland of the South China Sea is different from the capital of the Prosperous Kingdom. Because of the low latitude, the temperature here will not be too low. As long as the sun comes out, it will be extremely warm.

At this time, the sun had already passed the top of her head, and the sun was shining brightly, shining on the top of Ling Yi's head. She felt dizzy, and before she could turn her eyes to look around, she felt her eyes darkened, and she collapsed instantly. .

Ling Zicheng was shocked when he saw this, and immediately reached out to support Ling Yi's body: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

However, what surprised Ling Zicheng was that someone caught Ling Yi faster than him. After a closer look, he found that the person who came was actually the legendary Biluo Shengzun Xia Wushui. , before everyone could react, they grabbed Ling Yi's waist extremely quickly.

No one knew how Xia Wushui's steps moved, and no one could imagine that a man as handsome as an exiled immortal would actually embrace an ugly woman.

When Zha Lele saw this situation, he jumped in shock, stretched out his hand to touch his face in disbelief, and said, "How is it possible? The Holy One ignored me and went to help that ugly monster?"

Everyone was startled by the action of the Biluo Saint, almost petrified on the spot.

And that Xia Wushui, as if he didn't see the expressions of everyone, very naturally picked up Ling Yi, turned around and left quickly.

Ling Zicheng stared blankly at Xia Wushui, and he didn't realize it until he took a few steps. Once he realized it, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Where are you taking my sister?"

Xia Wushui glanced at Ling Zicheng, and then called out, "Zhang Wu."

After hearing this, the man with the mask just stepped forward to Ling Zicheng, and invited Ling Zicheng away with an irresistible force: "Our lord has prepared the cabin for you, please come with me."

Ling Zicheng wanted to resist, but this man named Zhang Wu was at the fourth level of grudge, he was not his opponent at all, after struggling ineffectively, he could only watch helplessly as his sister was carried into the cabin by a strange man and disappeared.

When the woman in purple saw the series of movements of her senior brother, she frowned and almost gritted her silver teeth.

After Xia Wushui entered the cabin with Ling Yishan in his arms, he called back: "Zhang Feng, fetch a pot of hot water."

Zhang Feng was also a man wearing a mask. Hearing this, he turned around to do it. After a while, he brought hot water. He pushed open the door, just in time to see the Lord tucking up the quilt for Ling Yi.