The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss
Page 901Chapter 901 – Fleeing for thousands of meters (4)
However, the two nations of Eastern Ling and Western Jin’s trade and commerce actually used this Cold River a lot.
In a single breath, Su Luo swam directly from Banyan Tree Lake to Cold River. Only then did she emerge to the water’s surface.
At this time, she was already drained.
Suddenly, Su Luo felt something sweet in her throat and she spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood dyed a part of the water’s surface red. Seeing it shocked the eye and astonished the heart. However, it quickly flowed away with the surging waves of the Cold River.
Su Luo covered the place near her heart, that place aching dully. Su Luo knew, she was really injured this time.
That old witch, her moves were truly ruthless!
Holding her chest that gave off repressed pain, Su Luo helplessly humphed.
At this time, a merchant ship sailed westwards from the east.
Su Luo’s eyes immediately lit up. As expected, really was that exiting from a watery dead end, she once again saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
When she was about to give up all hope a ship actually sailed over.
Without saying another word, Su Luo flipped over and boarded the ship.
This was a very large merchant ship.
Close to one hundred meters in length with a width about thirty metres.
The ship’s hull was very tall at a cursory glance it had three storeys.
The bigger the ship, the better it was for hiding her whereabouts. Therefore, Su Luo was extremely satisfied with this ship that she saw.
The only thing she was worried about was since she could see this ship, then Fairy Yan Xia would also be able to see it. So, staying on this ship was just a stop-gap measure and not a long term plan.
However, Su Luo did not actually run towards the top, but instead hid very quietly and secretly in a corner on the ground floor.
Su Luo knew, staying on this ship wasn’t a long-term measure, because Yan Xia, that old witch, absolutely would chase after her.
Not only had Su Luo stolen away Yan Xia’s medicine chest, she had made a complete mess of the old witch’s refining room. Moreover she even used the spirit pinball on her body, in the end, she actually destroyed her old nest.
This animosity was absolutely irreconcilable. If this old witch doesn’t get enraged until she went insane would be strange.
Because the old witch was determined to never let her go.
Be that as it may, the moment she thought of the old witch’s appearance of being angered to the point of collapse, Su Luo still felt her anger dissolved a little.
Yan Xia, that old witch, had imprisoned her for so long and still applied medicinal juice on her face. As this animosity was absolutely irreconcilable, although Su Luo had taken some of her treasures, but that was far from enough.
Su Luo clenched her fists tightly. Wait until today’s challenge was over, wait till after she gets strong, she will definitely get avenge today’s hatred.
As things quieted down, she couldn’t help but start to plan the road from here on out.
Following this, where should she go? In which direction should she run?
Originally, if Master was here, naturally, she obviously would go towards Cloud Mist Peak. But hearing the meaning in what Yan Xia, that old witch, had said, Master was probably not at Cloud Mist Peak.
Rather than bringing two disasters to her two seniors, wouldn’t it be better to…
Yeah, only now did Su Luo suddenly remembered Senior Ice Cube. She’d forgotten about Senior Ice Cube.
Since the moment the old witch appeared, she hadn’t seen him since….
Senior Ice Cube couldn’t have been so easily disposed of by the old witch, right? She hope not…
At this time, Su Luo had already stopped placing her hope on Zi Yu. Because even if he was around, he was no match for Yan Xia, that old witch.
Night time, it was quiet.
The biting cold river wind blew over.
Right at this time all of a sudden, a bad premonition appeared in Su Luo’s heart.
The old witch wouldn’t have come chasing after her, right?
Su Luo stretched out her head to look——
She saw that up ahead, was lots of ships, densely packed and blocking the way.
A white figure stood tall and upright on the sailcloth.
This was a young woman approximately seventeen or eighteen years of age. One could only see her dressed all in a white silk skirt. Her pretty and proper appearance, at this time, was enveloped in icy frost; indifferent and heartless.