Chapter eight hundred and sixty seventh close
Xu Qi ignored him, and even didn't bother to give him a look: "But there is something that has no wisdom. It is said that they often wander around the world, and this wandering is free from the shackles of time."
Xu Qi was so excited that he didn't notice that the boatman loosened his hand and the oar fell into the river and drifted away along the river.
Something without intelligence? It's quite creepy to think about it. Zhao Han rubbed his arms. He was about to take a deep breath, but he felt that some airflow above his head began to surge frequently.
His neck was completely stiff and he couldn't move at all, so he could only sit there and tremble.
The breathable thing went around him and walked towards Xu Qi outside the cabin. The figure was covered with unique white hair. Although it was not pleasing to him, it gave Zhao Han a reassurance.
"You! Shut up!" The boatman was furious. If he had tried his best to escape here just now, then he was waiting to die now.
The fearful anger came into contact with him, making the boatman forget that he had received the deposit from the person in front of him. Seeing this guest who should have worked together, he had only one thought in his mind.
"I don't have the wisdom, but it exists in mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and can exist in every small place in this world." The boatman grinned and waved his fists at Xu Qi. Look at this posture, he was probably going to do a big fight. Unfortunately, it was not good for the army, so Hua Jun pinched him: "Maybe it's you, maybe it's me. Maybe it's the future, maybe it's a moment now."
The boatman clearly knew something, and he couldn't help but be scared. Hua Jun just raised his eyebrows, pointed at himself with a finger, and pointed at him again, which scared him to a little confused.
"I, I beg you to stop talking." The boatman seemed to have suddenly been exhausted and knelt in front of Hua Jun, his whole body trembling.
Hua Jun felt inexplicably surprised. He looked towards Xu Qi through the increasingly serious fog around him. The visibility here was already very low. Even if the distance between them was so short, it was not easy to see the expression on Xu Qi's face.
He flattered his mouth and said that he was very innocent, but this innocent sign fell into Xu Qi's eyes. At most, he could only be regarded as the one who added fuel to the fire. How could he scare the boatman like this?
He lifted the boatman's arm: "Get up first. What's going on here?"
Zhao Han kept squeezing the door of the cabin. At first, when Bai Wu started to surround him from all directions, he confirmed that this place would be the safest place.
But when they all ran into the thick fog where they couldn't see their fingers, they looked at the only one of them who could breathe. Zhao Han also thought that the safest place he thought was the most dangerous place!
If something really happens, he is alone here, it is better to...
His nails left a few shallow scratches on the wooden board, and Zhao Han rushed into the thick fog in one go: "Doctor Hua! Senior Xu? Where are you?"
When Hua Jun turned his head, he roughly found that Zhao Han was only a few steps away from him. But when he thought of the cowardly look that he sometimes showed, a strong sense of playfulness began to cause trouble.
He had a backhand, and the boatman's arm was pulled aside for the last second and he spread it out without caring about it. On the contrary, he also latched on the other party's mouth.
Under this situation, the boatman was very enlightened and had no intention of struggling at all. It seemed that he was really a doll in Hua Jun's hand, so he could drive it at will.
"Where is the person? Boatman? Are you here?" Zhao Han thought about it carefully and felt that according to Hua Jun's temperament, even if he heard him make a sound, it might be a delusion. It would be better to place hope on a stranger like the boatman to do it safely.
Unfortunately, the cleverness Zhao Han played finally fell into nothing, and no one paid attention to him. It was quiet everywhere, and the only thing that could accompany him was the annoying mist, which was really ironic.
The thing he had trouble avoiding at the beginning now looks so pleasant!
Of course, this so-called pleasing vision is just an illusion that comes one after another.
Zhao Han stretched out his arms and began to move forward in the fog, but the person didn't walk a few steps away, and he leaned forward and almost fell into the water.
It was really his life that he should not die. Something grabbed his belt and stabilized him back: "A stick."
"Is it Doctor Hua?" At this time, Zhao Han didn't care about that much and grabbed him back with half joy.
"No." Not far away, although Xu Qi's voice was low, it still couldn't hide the tension that he deliberately suppressed. It seemed that something bad was about to happen: "Don't speak out."
Judging from Hua Jun's follow-up and the boatman's performance, they are all more or less insiders. The only person present who is unknown is now only one person, and Zhao Han is the extremely unstable factor.
While he was unprepared, Hua Jun changed the object of oppression, and a sinful palm covered Zhao Han's mouth tightly at some point.
But the palm was still quite strong, and his five fingers were blocking it together, and Zhao Han felt a little suffocating.
Maybe this kind of control is really too uncomfortable. Zhao Han didn't say anything, but his hands didn't fall into action at all.
He kept patting Hua Jun's back of his hand, and couldn't wait to break free from this awkward constraint. Unfortunately, he annoyed Hua Jun. The more urgent he was, the more powerful the force he came from his hand increased.
Just as he spared no effort to break free, the things hidden in the white mist finally found the target he was waiting for.
There were no ripples on the river surface that had been as stable as a mirror, but because of Zhao Han's action, it instantly sprinkled into the river surface like a handful of bait.
But the only difference is that his bait is invisible, but its effectiveness is doubled.
Xu Qi walked quickly, rushed to Zhao Han and Hua Jun, and made a gesture of silence.
The three of them stood very close, even reaching the level of toes that were close to their toes. The sound of the person's breathing was extremely clear, just as if the movement was coming from themselves.
What's going on? Zhao Han knew to restrain himself this time, and he was stunned and stared at him without even moving. Of course, wherever he saw, there was nothing else except the white mist.
Until something seemed to be approaching suddenly, he raised his hair hanging behind him.
With the gust of cold wind, Zhao Han pretended to be fearless, and his true colors were revealed at this moment: "Who?"
Chapter completed!