Yuan Qingling gritted his teeth and endured a burst of pain. He initially bandaged the wound for Man'er, so he could not delay it. The water had already flowed up and the ship was sinking.

Man'er was seriously injured and almost fainted, but the pain kept her awake. Seeing the water coming, she held Yuan Qingling's hand and said with difficulty: "Princess, if you jump down with the wood, you will be passing ships to save you."

Yuan Qingling tried to help her up and said anxiously: "Man'er, do you still have the strength? There is a life raft here. Put the life raft down the water and we can escape."

A glimmer of vitality was poured into Man'er's eyes. She climbed a step and tried to stand up, but she couldn't support her body at all. After trying several times, she fell heavily to the ground, which aggravated her injuries.

Yuan Qingling knew that she had reached her limit and could not help her put a life raft.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, holding the dagger and walked over with difficulty. The water was already flooded under her feet and was soaked in the naked part of her feet. She staggered for two steps, and a wave hit her. The wave was not high, and it only hit her knees. She had injuries on her feet, and she couldn't help but slap and fell directly.

She had never had such despair in her heart. She didn't want to die. She was still pregnant. She wanted to see the child be born.

She gritted her teeth and tried to climb forward. The cold water soaked in her body, the coldness penetrated her bones, her whole body trembled, her messy hair covered her vision, and the lifeboat was right in front of her, and she was within reach, but where could she have the strength to turn up the life raft? She couldn't even cut off the cables that tied the life raft.

In my ears were Chu Mingcui's sharp and terrified shouts, "I don't want to die, save me quickly, save me quickly."

Yuan Qingling turned around and saw Chu Mingcui rushing towards him staggeringly. Her face was washed away by blood, like an evil ghost.

She threw herself at Yuan Qingling's feet, dragged Yuan Qingling's feet, and pulled hard, "Don't leave me, take me away, Yuan Qingling, take me away..."

Yuan Qingling kicked her hard, trying to kick her away, but Chu Mingcui had a strong desire to survive and hugged her tightly. Even if Yuan Qingling kicked her in the face, she didn't let go, and her eyes were filled with fear.

Yuan Qingling was so entangled that she had no strength. She lay on the deck heavily, watching the lifeboat right in front of her but couldn't use it.

Her whole body was cold and painful, and her heart was cold and scared. The fishy smell of the river water poured into her nose, causing her to feel nausea and nausea.

Man'er crawled over with her elbows and punched Chu Mingcui on the head with all her strength. Chu Mingcui was in pain, but instead asked her to crawl forward with force and press her body against Yuan Qingling's leg.

Yuan Qingling's calf was injured. Her pressure made her whole body tremble. The pain radiated to the pores all over her body like lightning.

Pain is also strength.

She roared, bent her uninjured leg and kicked Chu Mingcui's shoulder hard, slid forward with the force, raised the dagger in her hand and chopped the cable of the lifeboat.

After the knife was cut, most of the time. Yuan Qingling saw hope, took a deep breath, and continued to cut hard. The movements in this chaotic situation were inevitably somewhat deviated, and the dagger always slipped down. After all, it took a lot of effort to cut the cable.

She pushed the life raft forward, but with her current strength, how could it be so easy to push?

The hull made a loud noise, and the river water did not come up quickly. Her ears buzzed, as if all the hustle and bustle in the world were forcing us to come.

She knew that once the ship sank, she and Man'er would be dragged down and would never be repaid.

She turned around, slammed the water surface, supported her elbow and turned to Man'er, "Man'er, you can't die here, get up and help me!"

Man'er was exhausted, and there was a burst of dizziness in front of her. However, Yuan Qingling's words were poured into her ears. She opened her eyes suddenly, roared, and stood up and rushed over and overturned the life raft, pushing it to the side, and the life raft slid out.

Yuan Qingling kicked Chu Mingcui away, struggled to stand up and hold Man'er and staggered onto the life raft. Seeing this, Chu Mingcui stumbled over and jumped onto the life raft.

The three of them were already exhausted, but the boat was sinking. If they were not rowed away as soon as possible, the life raft would be sucked in.

In order to survive, Chu Mingcui lay on the edge and paddled hard, with the same direction and strength, so the lifeboat could sail away from the water absorption range of the large ship.

Yuan Qingling lay in the life raft and watched the boat sink slowly. Finally, a huge, large vortex was formed to absorb the surrounding garbage branches.

Man'er was seriously injured and fainted.

Chu Mingcui gasped heavily, and suddenly, she stood up and rushed towards Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling was lying down and was not prepared for her to suddenly take action.

"Yuan Qingling, go and die!" Chu Mingcui let out an angry roar, her face was ferocious, and her hands pressed against Yuan Qingling's neck like ghost claws.

She was crazy, with a few blood marks like a faulty ground, with slightly red blood seeping, and it was indescribably terrifying and ferocious.

Yuan Qingling had exhausted all his strength and could not move at all. His breathing disappeared quickly in his chest cavity and pulled away. His head was dizzy, and countless black vortexes were flying in front of him.

A hidden weapon penetrated Chu Mingcui's lower abdomen.

The blood spurted out, she half-kneeled, slowly lowered her head to look at the squirting blood, reached out and touched it, and then covered it with her hands in panic.

A figure fell from the sky and landed on the lifeboat.

The green robe, with the corners of his clothes rolled up, as if the god of death had arrived, was covered with anger and coldness all over his body, and his handsome face was almost distorted hatred and pain.

Yuan Qingling felt relieved when she saw him. The air injected, and the pain in her chest slowly eased. The darkness swept over, and she slowly closed her eyes.

His cold and slender fingers touched Yuan Qingling's face and picked her up with one hand.

Seeing that she was covered in wounds and almost died, Yu Wenhao wanted to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

He watched Chu Mingcui fall down slowly with cold eyes. He said gloomy and coldly: "Chu Mingcui, if you don't die today, I will settle the accounts with you."

Chu Mingcui fell on the life raft and looked at him in a daze. Blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth. She held her head up with difficulty, trying to look at him carefully, but said with regret: "What a pity, I... still can't kill her."

She smiled coldly, smiling in despair, tears slid from the corners of her eyes, and scarlet at the corners of her mouth winded down...

Yuwen Hao originally wanted to kill her directly, but the person in his arms was already very weak.

The big ship came and stopped next to the life raft.

Xu Yi and Gu Si quickly rushed over the water, while Yu Wenhao hugged Yuan Qingling and flew over with his light skills.

On the ship, King Sun, King Wei and the masked ghost guard were all there.

Man'er and Chu Mingcui were also transferred over. Chu Mingcui's breath had gradually dissipated, but she gasped hard, looking for Yu Wenhao's figure with empty eyes, and murmured: "Brother Hao, save me, save me..."
Chapter completed!