Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

At this time, the Nujiang River is under the thousand-meter cliff.

The water flows fast and the waves are surging. The waves hit the cliffs on both sides fiercely, and the echoes are deafening.

A prosperous and huge merchant ship, like a giant dragon, splits through layers of waves and sails steadily on the turbulent river.

A man in white came out of the cabin, walked slowly to the deck, stood facing the wind, his snow-white gown fluttered in the wind, and his tall back looked ethereal and dazzling.

The man stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with an elegant and refined temperament. He stood there quietly, like a white lotus blooming in this world, noble and otherworldly.

He has a face as handsome as a jade, as if it were carved by magic. Every line is just right. His sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose bridge, and delicate facial features come together to form a face that is unique in the world.

However, there was a lingering melancholy between his brows, along with a hint of sadness, which lingered like a wisp of smoke, making him both mysterious and inspiring pity.

At this moment, sparse sunlight sprinkled on him, making his whole body seem to be coated with a layer of light golden glow. He looked like an immortal who had descended to the earth, and the aura of a banished immortal permeated his whole body.

A cool breeze blew by, ruffling his white sleeves and inky black hair, adding a touch of elegance with a hint of melancholy.

At this time, a maid in a light yellow dress came out, holding a white cloak in her hand.

The maid walked up to the man and bowed to him, "Sir, it's windy and cold here, you should put on your cloak."

The man nodded slightly, "I'll do it myself."

He reached out to take the cloak, holding the collar of the cloak with both hands, then swung his hands suddenly, and then turned his body. The cloak seemed to be given life, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily on his shoulders.

The man's series of movements were smooth and seamless, without any unnecessary movements, pauses or hesitations.

Anyone who sees this scene will be impressed by the elegant and neat movements.

The maid was so fascinated that her face turned slightly red. She quickly bowed and turned away silently.

After the maid left, the man was the only one standing quietly on the deck, as if he had merged into the surrounding environment.

After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly raised his head slightly and looked towards the cliff that stretched as far as the eye could see. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. What was that...

The man stared at the sky with sharp eyes, and keenly caught the black spot falling from the sky, which gradually formed a human figure.

He suddenly tapped the ground on his toes and leaped up from the deck like an arrow. Then he quickly adjusted his body shape, used the towering mast to gain leverage, and flew rapidly diagonally upwards.

His figure was light and agile, like an eagle soaring in the sky. The moment he rose to the highest point in the sky, he stretched out his right hand and accurately caught a girl whose chest was covered in blood.

The man saw the woman's face clearly, his brows twitched slightly, but he shook his head repeatedly. She was no longer breathing.

The man returned to the deck carrying a still warm corpse. He was thinking about how to deal with the body when he seemed to realize something. He looked up again and frowned even deeper. There was actually another one!

Without hesitation, he gently placed the body on the deck, then took off again and caught another girl as before.

The difference is, this one is alive.