Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

The old man felt very aggrieved, with tears in his eyes. Why didn't these two people play by the rules?

Normally, shouldn't both of them be looking at me with curious eyes, asking me what I said?

Seeing that Boss Chen was still hesitating, Ji Wudao stretched out his big hand and was about to grab the wine glass in front of him.

Boss Chen quickly held down his wine glass and begged for mercy, "Seniors, please don't, don't, don't, I'll tell you right away."

Hearing the sound, Ji Wudao withdrew his hand, but still took the wine jug beside him.

"That guy told me at the time that being a cook in the kitchen and not being able to move around was too boring. He wanted to cook while walking, so he thought of coming to the boat."

He Ling: “.................”

Ji Wudao: “.............”

"That's it?"

Ji Wudao picked up several pieces of fish with his chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth. "Friend He, let's try this fish fillet."

He Ling also picked up a few more slices and put them into her mouth.

Seeing that the two men ignored him, Boss Chen just smiled. He could no longer remember what happened back then. Perhaps out of a playful attitude, he really kept him. He didn't expect that five years had passed in a flash.

He Ling glanced at the bearded man who was still cutting the sea beast, and felt a little emotional. She thought that cultivators were all people who sought immortality and asked for the way, but she didn't expect that such people existed.

After greeting the two people present, He Ling picked up a plate of fish fillets and walked to the edge of the boat.

When she picked up a piece of fish with her bare hands, a green shadow emerged.

Qing'er didn't refuse. She ate whatever He Ling fed her. It was the first time she fed Qing'er like this. Unconsciously, a smile appeared on her face.

Looking ahead, a black shadow flashed by. He Ling blinked, and when she looked again, there was only the shimmering sea.

"Qing'er, do you sense anything?"

The spirit beast's ability to sense danger is much stronger than that of the cultivator, and she trusts Qing'er more than herself.

The little green snake looked up and around, then shook his head.

Qing'er couldn't sense anything, and He Ling finally relieved some of the sense of crisis in his heart.

He looked around again and found nothing unusual, and his spiritual perception did not respond at all. After thinking about it, He Ling finally attributed this feeling to being too nervous today.

After that, when He Ling was guarding the second half of the night, everything was calm. Apart from the wind and waves, there was not even the sound of seabirds. This continued until the next day.

When Ji Wudao came to take over the shift, He Ling finally let go of the uneasiness in her heart.

"Friend He, you can rest now. I'll take over next."

He Ling nodded.

Just as she was about to turn around, her whole body stiffened. "What...is...this?"

The sound was as soft as a mosquito, and opening the mouth was already the limit.

Ji Wudao behind him was not feeling well either. He was also maintaining a forward posture, but at this moment he could not move his body. There was fear on his face, and sweat was pouring out of his body. In a few moments, most of his clothes were soaked.

The entire ship also became quiet, no, or rather, the entire sea area became quiet. The sea surface was as calm as a mirror, and the ship was on the sea, as stable as if it was docked on land.

The sea breeze that had been blowing continuously also stopped at this moment, and no sound of wind could be heard anymore.

The space around seemed to be still, without a sound or movement.

He Ling's hands were shaking slightly, and her heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

A sense of fear rose from her heart and quickly began to spread. In a trance, she seemed to be at the bottom of the dark sea, and then an eye like the abyss opened.

The huge deep blue eyes slowly turned and then stared straight at He Ling. She felt her breathing stagnate.

After a moment, a warm current came from his mind, and He Ling suddenly opened his eyes and breathed heavily.

Her heart was still beating wildly. What happened?

The air around her seemed to become sticky, and she had to use all her strength to move.

Helplessly, she could only roll her eyes and look towards the sea.

At this moment, a figure began to appear and disappear in the calm sea, as if it could only be seen from a specific angle. The sun rose a little higher, and the figure finally revealed its full appearance.

He Ling's pupils constricted.

One

people?

She saw a figure walking on the waves!

A sticky black mist like mud surrounded the young man, and He Ling couldn't see his face clearly.

But from the part that was not blocked by the black fog, one could see that the figure looked like a young man. He was wearing thin clothes, holding a long sword in his hand, and walking on the sea.

And in front of him, the originally choppy sea surface suddenly became as calm as a mirror.

He Ling's heart beat faster.

She felt a surge of heart palpitations and her face immediately turned pale.

She understood instantly.

This feeling of oppression doesn't come from any young man!

Something even more terrifying is about to appear!

The palpitations became stronger and stronger, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of He Ling's mouth.

He Ling felt a little frightened.

What a terrifying existence! Just a wisp of its breath was enough to make her fall to the ground in serious injury.

She continued to stare ahead with a hint of reluctance.

The calm sea around the boy began to rise and fall again.

An undercurrent suddenly appeared on the water surface, and then the water flow became faster and faster until a huge vortex appeared, which was bottomless and like an abyss.

Then a huge head rose from the vortex, with a blue eye as big as a lantern. The head alone was several times larger than the ship He Ling was riding on.

Next are the shoulders, arms, hips, and legs.

A moment later, a figure like a god soared into the sky and stood above the sea.

There were some scales on the face of the huge figure, and he held a blue trident in his hand. His whole body was covered with bulging muscles, like a Greek statue.

A sound like thunder rang out.

"Is that you?"

It looked at the ant-sized boy on the sea with a hint of fear in its eyes.

The boy did not answer it, and there was only silence in the air.

The boy moved, slowly reaching for the hilt of the sword.

The long sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, the world lost its color, and the surroundings were filled with thick, impenetrable darkness.

After a moment, Youcai regained its original brightness.

He Ling felt a little dizzy and subconsciously held her forehead, only then she found that she could actually move.

Before I could be happy, I saw a huge wave coming.

The sea seemed to be crying, with endless huge waves rising.

A huge wave, unknown how many hundreds of feet high, was heading towards the ship where He Ling was.

The big ship didn't hold on for even a moment and was instantly shattered.