Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 12: Raksha Deep Sea

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The man approached.

He is tall and tall, with light pace, and I feel very young.

Meng Fuyao’s face only shows an outline under the wide-brimmed hat. She still wears a human skin mask, still the image of a beautiful young boy. As for why she has been wearing it, she remembers that someone has told her not to show her true face easily. .

She looked at each other with questioning eyes, feeling that the other person was trembling almost uncontrollably, and also felt the inexplicable emotion of the guy who claimed to be Chen Jing--it seemed a little nervous, a little excited, a little sad, a little lonely, this gentle man, I have always been a little sad, and rarely have emotions so complicated. Is it because of the visitor with a bow?

She laughed and raised her hand to interrupt the arrow: "Where is the guest? The arrow has no arrow, and the drunkard does not mean to drink?"

"Shoo--"

But a ball of snow-white fur shot suddenly, rushing over faster than the arrow just now, and rushing towards her neck like lightning.

How could Meng Fuyao let any unknown object approach his vitals? He reached out and took it in his hand, squeezed it, frowned and smiled: "Mouse?"

The mouse was pinched to squeak and screamed, and started crying with joy, holding her fingers and crying, Meng Fuyao felt that the slippery ball of hair in his hand began to moisten, and was shocked. The one who said "huh" threw it out again, yelling: "Don't pee on my hand!"

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Someone is petrified...

I was shocked by the ball...

The ball that was framed as "peeing", did not understand how Meng Fuyao suddenly became such a virtue, fell on the deck and wailed, the man with the bow immediately rolled out another golden ball by his feet, pointing With its chuckle, he heads up straight and heads towards Meng Fuyao.

The master must know me!

Meng Fuyao couldn't see the color of the thing, but vaguely saw an animal rushing towards her, and smelled a faint fox suffocation at the end of her nose. Worse, this one seemed to be in poor hygiene. Yelling: "Stop!"

The tuo stopped in amazement.

"Go back!" Meng Fuyao ordered, "Go back three steps! Turn around! Hold your head!"

The tuo's eyes widened, and he realized that his experience seemed to be no better than the previous tuo. However, when he saw the master's strange red eyes, he suddenly understood something, he backed obediently, turned around, and hugged his head.

The one on the deck that was screaming on the ground immediately squeaked and laughed, got up without crying, squatted on the spot with paws and bones and looked at the weird Meng Fuyao who was guarding the ancients-something wrong, very wrong!

Two **** came back with feathers, but some people are still not afraid of death. A lanky guy with a face like being squeezed by a door. At this moment, he used the springboard to climb over from the tiger-tooth pirate ship, without looking at it. The two regiments that had just suffered a setback rushed over: "Ahhhhh, master, you have made a fortune here. Why don't you tell me if you get rich here? Anyway, I can help you take charge of the account and leave it to that little white face. Don't worry? He will embezzle public funds and corrupt accounts..."

Meng Fuyao twitches.

What's going on here today?

Everyone is familiar with each other, no matter if you rush straight on people, is Huya dealing with your own trap? But the feel of the peeing hair ball just now is very familiar, have you touched it?

The thin and tall man burst into tears, well, martial arts is very poor, light work is very good.

Meng Fuyao crouched on the bow, Huo Ran stretched out his palm and pushed: "Stop!"

The thin and tall man stopped with a "chap". It was really good. He turned his eyes and saw the two huddles on the floor and hugged his head against the wall. He didn't dare to act rashly at once-baby, in case this master is true After getting frustrated and instigated with a slap, I don't know how to die.

Meng Fuyao did not look at him or the two lumps on the ground. He "stared" at the man who had not spoken and seemed to try to suppress his excitement, and said: "Answer my question."

Skinny man holds his heart in both hands--ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhe is still his own master, no one but her in the world can always speak so concise and arrogant

"You... don't remember?" The man said, his voice was a bit dull in the cold voice. The dullness was not like congenital, it seemed to be caused by excessive excitement, "Fuyao, what's the matter with you?" "

"Acquaintances?" Meng Fu was stunned, climbed down happily, strode past the wind, and stretched out his hand to shake hands, "It's a pleasure to have friends from afar? Ah, where is life not meeting? Dare to ask you Where does the surname and the name of Xianxiang meet? If you don’t mind, please report the measurements of your birthday and eight characters? Ah, please don’t mind the verbosity. This will help the district to achieve a comprehensive and intuitive view of the past and present. A deep understanding of the future."

She shook hands familiarly, the man was startled, and seemed to tremble when held by her. Meng Fuyao only felt that the palm of his hand was slightly cold and his fingers were trembling, and he glanced at the other party's face and looked a little uncomfortable? Ah, this is a very familiar one, knowing that he is a female.

She immediately let go, and kindly grabbed the two lumps on the ground, and lifted the martial law, "Ah, those two lumps on the ground, I'm sorry for admitting the wrong animal, let's put the paw down, ah, holding it like that is very tired. "

She grabbed one of those two lumps with one hand, and immediately hugged her and yelled again, yelling and kicking each other desperately with each other's legs-you shit, get out of my way, so tired and disgusting!

Meng Fuyao felt that these two were restless, how could there be anything uncontrollable in her hands of Meng Haikou? Holding those two lumps with both hands, he smiled and banged.

Falling down, stunned, and golden stars fly out all over the sky.

The man gave a "ah" in surprise, and said: "Fuyao, why are you...this is the ingot, this is the nine tails."

"Yuanbao?" Meng Fu shook his head to the sky, his eyes brightened for a long time, and he was overjoyed: "Mouse!"

He tilted his head and grabbed the man's shoulders excitedly, "Changsun Wuji!"

"I..." The man froze.

"I remembered this the day before yesterday." Meng Fuyao took out a rotten wooden board from his arms and engraved several phrases slantingly on it, including the words "The Rat of Longsun Wuji, Yuanbao".

"Mouse = Yuanbao, Yuanbao = Changsun Wuji's mouse. According to Lu Xun's three-stage inference, mouse = Changsun Wuji." Meng Fuyao was delighted, "You must be Changsun Wuji." She was very proud, "I finally took the initiative. I remembered one thing!"

After talking for a long time, I realized that the other party seemed to be a little lost and a little embarrassed, and asked in surprise: "Acknowledged wrong?"

Feeling the other person's eyes falling deeply on her face, she said softly for a while: "I am a cloud mark."

"Cloud marks..." Meng Fuyao searched on her wooden board. For such a long time, in the intermittent intermittent memory flow, she found many names and memory fragments and wrote them down, "...ten The strong...Zong Yue...Changhan Mountain...Buddha...and Beiye...Ah! Cloud marks!"

She happily showed the wooden board to Yunhen, and said, "Look, the red letter. I painted black for names with a bad impression. When I think of it, I am happy and warm, so I painted red. You are red. Of."

Yunhen lowered his eyes, silently watching Meng Fuyao with black hair fluttering and a smug smile, watching the crooked red and black words on the rotten wooden board, watching Meng Fuyao's visibly focused red eyes, and seeing her still broad-minded Refreshing look.

She... is half blind... and half amnesia.

Blindness! Amnesia!

What kind of cruel encounter, so that Meng Fuyao, who was already in the top five in the world, was already at the pinnacle of warriors, was devastated as such, blinded and fled and fell into the sea, forgetting the vigorous past that shocked the world by storm and rain. , Forget the people who shared the life and death with her along the way, forget the laughter and sorrow that used to be, forget the smiles embedded in the corners of teary eyes, and the tears that fell on the corners of the mouth.

He couldn't imagine what a nightmare and hellish experience it would be like.

After such cruelty, she was still bright and free and easy. The first time he saw her on the boat, she was trying to look at the sea with his invisible eyes, she took his arrow and snapped her fingers. She never gave up searching in her mind about the things she had forgotten, using those crooked red and black handwritings to find her own scattered life veins.

Don’t abandon, don’t give up, don’t waste hours of useless sorrow, don’t indulge in frustration and struggle.

There is a kind of woman in the world who can never bend, she will grow stronger in the face of strength, and she will go up in the wind and be brave!

Even if the world is blood-red, you can live a colorful life!

Yun Hen only felt that there was a heavy block of blood clogged in his chest, with salty tears that stalked there. The block was surging up when he saw her back on the Huya boat until now. He couldn't swallow and vomit more so that he couldn't vomit any complete words.

A long time later, he was extremely light and light, as if he only wanted to listen to the gentle sea breeze at this moment, and said in a low voice:

"Fuyao, I am very happy...I have my name on the board."

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"Yunhen," Meng Fuyao pulled Yunhen into the cabin and asked impatiently, "You must know a lot of things, right? Tell me and tell me, don't be like Chen Jing, pretending to know nothing."

Yun Hen was stunned. Since he saw Meng Fuyao, all his attention has been on her. He didn't even notice who else was around him. At this time, he remembered that a familiar shadow seemed to be caught in the corner of his eyes, and he looked up. A figure was turning around the corner of the cabin. Although he did not see his face, his figure seemed familiar.

He frowned and thought about it, put the strange feeling aside, and said lightly: "I have been looking for you for a long time, in order to find you, I also became a pirate."

Meng Fuyao said "Ah" and laughed: "Huya's boss? It's not easy for you to find me?"

Yun Hen smiled and fell into the vicissitudes of memory in his eyes-the night of Meng Fuyao's accident, the red moon was covered with a gloomy breeze in the middle of the night, and they all rushed past, but in an instant the vision changed and was no longer in the palace. Changsun Wuji said that it was a top-level* **** and ghost, and it was dangerous to rise. That night, they were anxious and tried to break the law. They even tried the legendary blood oath to break the moon one by one. In the end, they fought against Kitano’s Jiyangzhi. The blood meets the requirements, and Zhan Beiye didn’t say anything. Huo Ran made a stab and almost cut off his arteries. However, when he finally rushed out of the formation, he was a step late. Fuyao was no longer visible, and only saw blood under Yalanzhu’s palace. Ya Lanzhu had no idea what happened.

Zhan Beiye immediately left the palace to look for Fuyao. He was also ready to leave, and the chances of finding a way out were greater. He thought that the grandson Wou-ki must be together. I didn’t want to coincide with the time when the Emperor Wou-ki died. Message-On the night of Fuyao's accident, Changsun Wuji had received the message that his father was seriously ill, and immediately mobilized the frontier army as a case, and planned to tell Fuyao to return to China, not wanting to have an accident before he could speak.

On the one hand, there is the sway of life and death in a catastrophe, and on the other hand, the father and the emperor who suddenly passed away. The two most important people in their lives left at the same time, and the most difficult choice in the world was faced instantly.

He remembers the expression of the grandson Wuji at the time. The expression of that powerful and powerful man at that moment is indescribable. His figure standing under the pale morning sun makes him feel pain and sigh.

In the end, Longsun Wou-ki entrusted Yuanbao and Nine Tails to him, hoping that these two could play a more or less radar role, and said that if they could not find them in the interior, they would go to sea.

At that time, the eldest grandson Wuji said indifferently: "I believe she is not dead. I believe she is a woman with extraordinary obsession. I believe that as long as she is alive, she may forget me, maybe forget you, but never forget to climb. To climb to the beach and cross the sky from Fufeng."

He said this in a light tone, but with such a deep understanding, such a helpless and clear cognition.

When he left, Sun Wuji never looked back, but when he was about to disappear from his field of vision, he suddenly raised his head slightly and looked towards the sky. At that moment, Bei Yan went to the same place as him, opposite her direction. Flying south, swaying a little bit of ink on the scroll of the vast sky, the pen and the pen are all **** painful choices on the tip of the heart.

He couldn't see the eyes of Changsun Wuji gazing at the big geese in the sky, but he also understood the sadness that was not vented by all the words that had not been spoken at this moment.

They are all asking the same sentence in their hearts.

Fuyao, Fuyao, where are you?

The wings that you unfolded by breaking free from the fetters of the world, are you heading all the way north and finally flying in a direction that has never been changed?

When he was leaving, he couldn't help asking Changsun Wuji: "Will you regret your choice like this?"

"She said." The grandson Wuji was silent for a long time and replied: "A man with a sense of responsibility is a true man. This responsibility includes not only to friends, family, and country, but also in it-if I throw away Guo throws a kiss only to chase personal love, I am not the eldest grandson Wuji who deserves to stay with her."

"I don't do anything that disappoints her." He smiled faintly, with a graceful, graceful smile just like her.

Since then, he took the string of people and things left by Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji, and embarked on the road to find her. During the long search, he was in despair countless times, thinking about the power of Meng Fuyao, even Why can't I get a message for so long after being tricked? Thinking of this, he provokes Lingling to shiver. There is a word that is so cold as a nightmare that he dared not touch it. However, he turned to think of the man, and said calmly and firmly in the wind, "I believe she will not die, and all we have to do She found it." Then she continued to gritted her teeth and kept looking.

After looking for no results in the inland, he had to rush to the beach, asking one by one if anyone had ever seen someone like Meng Fuyao. Finally one day, a young man named Xiaohu hesitated to find him and said:" The person you are talking about is a bit like someone I met..."

He took the child out to sea, but the sea area is so big, where to find a golden shark ship? After traveling on the sea for a long time, I gradually heard of the name of Viking pirates, and that kind of acting style was her handwriting in a daze. So when he met the tiger pirate, he used the same technique to subdue the group of pirates. He waited for the Viking pirates to come and conquer Huya, but the Viking pirate was so lazy that he couldn't look down on him as a straggler. He had to collect information by himself and intervene in the time-consuming protection of her.

Finally saw her, finally found her.

The winds and frosts of most of the year have gone from last fall to late spring this year.

I don’t remember how many roads I traveled, how many people I’ve asked, how many mountains have traveled through Fufeng, how many sea routes have been sailed through the Ohai, suddenly looking back on the golden sails of the Viking ship, sitting far away is the slender with his head held up forever Familiar back view.

At that moment, he choked and was speechless.

Tian is pitiful, let him meet her first with luck.

Everyone is looking for it. Arranzhu posted a message to government offices across the country; Zhan Beiye sent the most savvy and most familiar Dahan Black Wind Rider; the hermit guard of the grandson Wuji did not return to China at all. , Amidst the ever-changing circumstances of Fufeng, another undercurrent has been surging silently because of her.

The hard search of those many people finally settled today. She left a red dust on the cross current of the ocean, and he and them, still happy as her remaining intuition.

He smiled softly.

She asked, is it painful?

Bitterness is suffering.

The bitter thing is the anxiety and worry of losing her track.

Now, looking at her bright red but still sharp eyes, and seeing her suffering from the pain and smiling as before, he felt that the suffering of more than half a year was nothing.

There is no suffering in front of her, and he does not want to be her suffering. He has no extravagant hopes in this life. He only hopes that she will be so bright and high forever, blooming the most noble and glorious flowers in the most difficult muddy dust.

He laughed and replied: "No, I found you as soon as I went out, so lucky."

"Then who am I?"

"You are the Empress of Dawan, Meng Fuyao." Yunhen replied, "You came to Fufeng originally to find a way to improve your skill and to retrieve the relics of the gale under Raksha Island."

"Ah! I remember, Rakshasa Island!" Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up, suddenly jumped up, and shouted, "Chen Jing—Chen Jing—prepare for me, I'm going to Raksha Island— —"

She shouted for a long time and no one answered, but Yao Xun suddenly rushed in and asked: "Master, you are going to Rakshasa Island? Oh, this season is not going to happen. It's hot, the ocean is full of currents, vortexes, storms, and nine deaths. Ah, and if you are unlucky, you will meet the Jiao, and if you have bad luck, you will meet the Jiao King. Then it's not a life of nine deaths but alas..."

"You are so long-winded!" Meng Fuyao squinted at him, "How do you know so clearly?"

"I am from Rakshasa Island." Yao Xun looked at Meng Fuyao with his eyes wide open, "Ah, master, you forgot even this?"

"Why should I remember?" Meng Fu shook his lips. When he turned around, he saw the ball of hair on the table looking at her brightly. The words "You remember me, you must remember me" were clearly written in the **** eyes. The look in his eyes looked forward to the purity, and finally found out in his conscience: "Ah...Ingot..."

Master Yuan Bao immediately gave a cheer.

"I remember your girlfriend's name is King Kong..."

Master Yuanbao twitches...

Nine-tailed rushing over flatteringly, Meng Fuyao caught a cold at this faint fox smell but it was very fragrant. He always felt unreliable or unreliable. He stretched out his hand and said, "You are not a smoker. Your pet? Stay away from me!"

Kyuubi fell down...

A pair of frustrated boys climbed up from the table miserably, looked at each other, and finally reached a consensus for the second time-holding a headache and crying...

Yun Hen hesitated, wondering if he should talk about Changsun Wuji with Meng Fuyao. From his mind, he naturally didn't want to mention it. Besides, Fuyao is not very clear in his memory anyway, maybe it will let Meng Fuyao talk about it. She was sad and depressed, just looking at her calm expression, and suddenly felt that playing selfish and careful thinking in front of people like Fuyao was a humble thing.

"The eldest son Wuji returned to the country and succeeded." After a long while, he finally said, "The Emperor Wuji died...so he could not come to you."

"Huh?" Meng Fuyao jumped up, "His father is dead? His father is dead?"

Yun Hen was stunned to see her agitated appearance. She mentioned her own affairs and downplayed it. Why did she shock her when the grandson Wuji father died?

Meng Fuyao met his gaze, frowned, raised his head to the sky, and muttered a little bit incomprehensibly: "Ah...I don't know what I was excited about. I just heard the news and suddenly felt a little bit Sad, in my memory, it seems that he is a very important person, he must be very sad..." She waved her hand, and went smoothly, as if she wanted to suppress the strange feeling that suddenly surged in her heart, and smiled: "Go and rest, I'll go back to the room and continue thinking."

She walked back, suddenly felt the cloud mark behind her staring at her, turned her head and smiled: "What's the matter, what else is there?"

"You..." Yun Hen asked after considering his words, "Aren't you upset or angry?"

"Angry?" Meng Fuyao pointed to his nose, "Me?"

Yun Hen was silent.

Immediately she laughed and said: "You mean the grandson Wuji? He didn't come to me, I should be angry? But didn't you explain to him just now? His father died, and one country cannot be one. There is no master. Of course he should return to the country to succeed. Is it possible to leave the country and go all the way to find a friend who doesn’t know where he is going? That’s ridiculous."

"And you, you." Meng Fushao hugged his arms, calm and serene, "Everyone has their own responsibilities. I don't want me to be a drag and responsibility for anyone. I can come, I am happy, but cannot come. , I also have no right to blame, because everyone needs to fight against loneliness in their lives, and the most important task of everyone in their lives is to be responsible for themselves."

Yun Hen looked at her, and only felt that he was speechless. Meng Fuyao opened his arms and drew a big circle, saying: "Believe me, I will live well, you see, even then, I Still the king of the sea..." She raised her head and smiled, "I am——Meng! Ba! King!"

She walked out briskly, embracing the sea and the sky.

The cloud mark was silent for a long time in the shadow of the cabin, and the moonlight shone like this sea wave, reflecting the gleam of his eyes.

For a long time he said softly:

"You are so lucky...you are so lucky."

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The gentle waves hit the hull gently, and the black silk rolled out. The lights on the opposite island were on and off, the rested pirates were sorting supplies, and someone on the bow of the ship was drinking to the sea. .

Yunhen walked over gently and stood still behind the person.

The man didn't look back, he was silent for a moment, and he passed the flask in his hand and said: "There is no good wine on the boat, like horse urine, it will be done."

Yun Hen was stunned. It seemed that he didn't expect that the gentle and elegant person in the impression would actually say such rude and straightforward words.

"This was the first word she said to me when I recognized her at sea." Yan Jingchen turned her head back, her face was pale, but there was a smile in her eyes, "You hear this. Is it her tone? She is like this, she is the same at all times and never changes."

Yun Hen was silent, and when he opened his mouth to Yan Jingchen, he talked to himself about Meng Fuyao and he was somewhat resistant, but in the end he said indifferently: "No, she is changing. She is becoming broader and broader, but her heart is becoming stronger."

Yan Jingchen smiled, took another sip of wine, Yun Hen looked at his posture, and even unknowingly learned Meng Fuyao's joy, remembering that Yan Jingchen remembered the dignity of the prince’s house everywhere. Elegance has changed.

"Maybe you are right." Yan Jingchen said in a low voice for a long time, "You will always understand her better than I do, so you are worthy to stand by her side, and I...I already..."

Yun Hen took a sip of wine slowly, thinking that Yan Jingchen was also deeply rooted in love, but it was a pity that she was just a person who had no luck.

"Daddy told you about acknowledging the ancestor and returning to the clan?" Yan Jingchen suddenly changed the subject, "I told him about this before I left. If you want to, you should know?"

Referring to this cloud mark, he suddenly angered and sneered: "What qualifications do you have to mention this? What qualifications does your Yan family have to ask me to recognize my ancestors? Yan Chi himself provoke my mother and gave birth. I don't dare to recognize it. Your grandfather found out that for fear of tarnishing your noble blood and burying my mother and son alive, he didn't even say a word--he is a human? Is your grandfather a human? Is he worthy of being my father? You deserve to be your father too!"

Yan was shocked. The facial features on his face were instantly distorted. He took a heavy breath and said: "It's grandpa and dad who are sorry for your mother and son. Now grandpa has passed away, and dad always thinks of you. He thinks you are dead. , I often sigh, I just can't see it..."

"Your old man is dead, and now I think I can recognize my ancestor and return to the clan? I said that Yan Chi hadn't said a word for so many years before, and suddenly ran to the Yun family's important person. It turned out that his father died and his son ran away. No one next to him inherits his noble family business? No one next to him, you can’t see it. Why was my mother and child buried alive when no one could see it?"

Yun Hen’s face is paler than Yan Jingchen. This man who has always been disliked and talkative is really angry today, and his speech is no longer calm, fierce and sharp, but he can’t not be sharp, the Yan family has the face to want him Return? Does the Yan family have the face to come to the Yun family to make a big deal after many years? The moment he was pushed out of the mud pit by his mother, when he knelt at the feet of Yun Chi and begged him to bury his mother, the Yan family was his enemy!

Yan Jingchen was silent, speechless under Yun Hen’s scrutiny, before raising her teary face, choked up: "Brother... good brother, I know you look down on my big brother, I I know that the Yan family is sorry for you, but the big brother begs you...If you go back one day, don't embarrass Daddy..."

"It's your Yan family, don't come to embarrass me!" Yun Hen "slapped" the jug to pieces and strode away.

"Brother--" There was a pop behind him, and someone knelt down.

The cloud mark froze.

"Brother may not be able to go back in this life..." Yan Jingchen tremblingly said, "In the future...in the future...the Yan family's Zongzhen will eventually be inherited..."

The sea breeze was fierce, and a faint mist formed on the moist deck, which was engulfed in the hazy moonlight. The kneeling man looked up hopefully at the back of the standing man, and the standing man looked up God, don't say a word.

Yun Hen never looked back. After a while, he walked away quickly.

Leaving Yan Jingchen, she knelt on the deck for a long time, slowly curled her body into a circle, and pressed her face to the wet floor.

The night is silent, and the tears that fall are mixed with the water above the deck, silent.

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The Viking pirate’s ship gradually moved to Rakshasa Island. Although the current season is not suitable for launching, according to Yao Xun, if you really want to gain something, it really has to be in early summer when the sea is surging violently. , Can bring up the treasure of the ancient country that sank in the sea area of ​​Rakshasa Island, otherwise, under the deep sea, it will not go down at all.

Meng Fuyao had no idea about what baby, but when he saw Yao Xun's road map in the burden she left behind, he remembered another important task of himself, looking for the relics of Gale.

Back then, the gale fought against the sea beasts in the seas of Fufeng, and a thing on her body sank in the seas of Raksha Island. Although Meng Fuyao didn't know what it was, she encountered the pass at the last level of her practice, and she was about to break through. She couldn't overcome the thin layer of obstacles, this state had been stagnant for a long time, making her anxious, and instinctively told her that the relic of the gale might be helpful.

Yun Hen has sent a group of people brought by her back to report. In any case, there are too many people looking for Meng Fuyao. Since she has been found, it is natural to let those who can't sleep day and night relax.

The Viking fleet stays far on the edge of Rakshasa Island. Rakshasa Island is famous for its rapid currents and numerous reef whirlpools. Under the sea around the island, the reefs are like canine teeth, and slightly larger boats. Dare not pass.

Several boats were put down into the water, Meng Fuyao Yunhen Yao Xun, Yan Jingchen took Papa Ma and some of the most proficient pirates.

Meng Fuyao didn't let Daddy Ma go back. She needed such an old fisherman who had been running on the sea all year round. Daddy Ma accepted the reward, seeing that he was well paid.

The sun was shining mellowly, and the sea surface was shining like gold, tens of thousands of miles, Meng Fuyao stood on the boat, compared the route map of the gale for a long while, and delineated an area, "Here it is."

"The sea is flowing endlessly. How can you be sure that things from decades ago are still in place?" Yao Xun poked his head.

"Since Gale drew the road map, there must be a reason. Look at this point on the map," Meng Fuyao said. "It is obvious that he did remedial measures when things fell. Maybe something was suppressed. In short The old guy is clear-headed before he dies, and there will be no fakes."

Yao Xun, who has put on the water, stretches his limbs, puts on a skin bag and fastens the rope, intoxicated with a breath of moist sea breeze, and laughs: "Ah, I haven't gotten into the water for a long time, and finally I can use it!"

As soon as he threw himself into the water, a silverfish pierced into the water silently. First, he could see the faint gray shadow in the blue water, and gradually disappeared.

Meng Fuyao put the rope, inferred the depth of the seabed based on the length of the rope, and judged how long he could support if he went down. Yao Xun belongs to the Raksha Island hide-sail clan. He practiced apnea diving since he was a child. It can maintain the time at the bottom of the sea better, um...According to your own martial arts, you can go down to that depth, and you can probably last for half an hour.

Yao Xun couldn't help pulling the rope until the rope was about to shine. Meng Fuyao waited anxiously. After a while, he felt Yao Xun start to rise, and after another moment, Yao Xun burst out of the water with a clatter. He gasped and said, "It's deep... There are so many things underneath... But it's quite calm. I didn't find anything dangerous. I saw an iron box at the entrance of a hole that seemed like the one indicated on the gale map, but it was pierced by a long sword. But I’m firmly nailed in the rock, I can’t pull it out."

Meng Fuyao gave a "um" and said, "I'll go."

Yunhen immediately said: "I will go."

Meng Fuyao laughed and said: "You are not good at water. I have been practicing here for a long time. I can tell you that martial arts on land and underwater are two different things. On land, martial arts are very good, and it is good to retain both achievements underwater. People with poor water quality? Don't worry, I will go down and draw a sword and take something and come up. Nothing will happen."

She didn't wait for Yun Hen to answer, she leaped into the water silently, splashing shining like molten gold, Yun Hen saw her figure entering the water gently, and her heart slowly picked up for no reason, and Yan Jingchen's boat approached. , The brothers looked at each other and then turned away.

Meng Fuyao dived into the sea.

The deep sea is silent, like another quiet world. At first, you can see the sunlight penetrating through the thin water waves. Gradually, you can see the dark blue, green, and bright intertwining on all sides, the colors change, and the deeper you go, the darker and darker, like a nightmare. There was heavy pressure, but there was white light coming. Meng Fuyao knew that it was the bottom of the sea, and there was light on the bottom of the sea.

The fish around the body are swimming, silver-red, crimson-green, and colorful. Some fish fall on their faces, slightly itchy. On the gray-black reef, there are jade-white and crimson corals, like deer antlers and swaying wicker. In a divine light clutch, the light shines.

This is the quiet and illusory and beautiful sea bottom, but Meng Fuyao has no intention of appreciating it, nor can she appreciate it. Her vision is only deep and shallow red outlines.

Her eyes quickly fell on a small hole full of green grass, where a long sword covered with seaweed was inserted, and there was a box under the sword.

Meng Fuyao was overjoyed and immediately swam over to draw her sword. When she was swimming towards the entrance of the cave, she felt a weird feeling in her heart. She always felt that the entrance of the cave looked a little weird, and vaguely passed the other entrance in her mind. There seemed to be five-colored flowers growing at the entrance of the cave. After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't figure out the connection between the two, but subconsciously avoided the entrance and raised his hand to draw the sword.

The sword was inserted very deep. You can imagine the infinite power of the strong wind throwing the sword into the water many years ago, but why he didn't continue to swim down and take the box away? Meng Fuyao didn't understand.

Pulling this sword is naturally not a problem for her. Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand. He felt that the touch under the sword was different, but there was no clue. He brushed off the seaweed on it and reached for the box.

The ground underneath suddenly moved.

The earth will shake with just one move!

The hot pot of sea water generally rolls up, the reefs, corals, water and grass shook all around, foamy, and the flying fish fled around in a panic. Many fish couldn’t distinguish their direction and ran into Meng Fuyao with panic force. At the same time, Meng Fuyao felt behind him. When it turned on, it was as if two searchlights were suddenly coming over. She suddenly looked back and saw the dark "hole" covered with waterweeds and seaweeds, suddenly shooting out a big green light.

The two beams of light are huge and incomprehensible. When Meng Fuyao saw it at first sight, he thought it was a baby from the bottom of the sea. When he saw it again, his mind was dizzy, it was clearly a pair of eyes!

Below you, the area tens of meters in a circle is moving. With the shaking, the attached creatures fell one after another, gradually revealing the gray-blue back. A small back is like the dragon's spine of a big ship-this is a huge The sea beast!

Meng Fuyao's heart is not good, this thing is so huge that he can't swim out of its range in an instant. It seems that his thick-skinned short knife can't work, so he quickly pulls the rope to pull himself up. , I don't want the thing to move as fast as lightning despite its huge movements. With a flick of his head, Meng Fuyao didn't even see its movement, and the rope was already broken.

Meng Fuyao immediately stuffed the box into her arms and floated with all her strength. However, no matter how fast she swam, she couldn’t reach that thing’s inherently long body. A single move was enough for her to pedal for a long time. She just swam a few meters out Hearing a loud roar, the roar was thunderous, and the coral was scattered all over the ground, and then there was a wave of water behind him, creating a whirlpool of strong suction force, and sucking her back.

The current is raging, the human body is rolling down like grass, and the turbid sea water curls up the white sand, reflecting the huge black shadow that is approaching fast behind him. Under the green eyes, there is a sharp tooth waiting to eat its prey. Big mouth in blood basin.

Meng Fuyao suddenly erected his sword!

"Keng!"

The long sword is held between the upper and lower incisors of the giant beast!

The giant beast roared, closing its mouth vigorously, trying to break the long sword. The long sword gradually bends under the great power, but it keeps on. Meng Fuyao is filled with all the true power, and no one wants to break it easily.

Meng Fuyao grasped the long sword tightly, not letting her body follow the vortex caused by the giant beast into its belly, her thin body was flying in the beast’s mouth, like a black flag, on all sides The rolling water made it impossible to open her eyes. Meng Fuyao closed her eyes and calmly figured out "Slaying the Sky". She wanted to solve this thing here.

Something suddenly moved behind him, like an iron plate, trying to push Meng Fuyao out. Meng Fu shook his body and "killed the sky" in his hands, but only cut off a piece of dark flesh. And that thing seems to be incomplete.

In an instant, Meng Fuyao suddenly realized that he suddenly remembered the chaotic sea beast that was claimed to have been slaughtered by the gale many years ago. It did not appear to be dead, but was maimed. The gale's sword was inserted into it, and the box fell on its nostril. At that time, Gale was probably exhausted, and he couldn't go on chasing and killing him and had to leave. Hate Gale, she didn't tell her such a crucial matter!

Back then, the strong wind lured this guy into the shallow water and couldn't kill it. Now she is underwater, she has been tossing for a long time, and the vigorous underwater movement consumes real power, so I won’t say whether she was caught by this guy. After lunch, you can kill yourself just by suffocating!

Can't stay here anymore!

She raised her hand, "Killing the sky" regardless of the fierce poking, where and what the poking was, a dark red blood mist was constantly churning out under the white foam of the blue water, a cloud of dirt. She couldn't see anything clearly, she was wrapped in such **** waves, her face didn't change, she just chopped and chopped! cut!

The sea beast roared wildly, rolling and tumbling, Huo Ran's head flicked, and Meng Fuyao was thrown out like a fallen leaf. She was thrown a few feet high. She was dizzy by the force, but she immediately used it. Power, soaring!

As long as you can get out of the water, you can escape!

But her head hurt suddenly.

The head that hadn’t been painful for a long time was aching again. That violent shake seemed to have touched her old wounds, and stirred her brain that had been calm for a while again, and those sharp knives were coldly digging the flesh and blood in her brain. , The pain goes to the bone.

The body softened involuntarily, and the eyes were dark, the turbid green water was down, and all sides were covered with sword-like black shadows.

She fell, to the mouth of the sea beast.

At the moment of falling, I saw black shadows on the upper sea surface and the lower seabed, and at the same time they swam quickly.