When Li Qiye heard Peng Zhuang’s words like this, he had a bottom in his heart. It was exactly the same as what he had guessed. Now he is completely relieved. As long as he opens the first fierce grave, he will be able to find his lost spirit. island.
"Ha, Brother Li, don't listen to Peng Zhuang boasting. At that time, there was nothing, let alone the stars, sun and moon. Everyone saw that the sky was dark. Listen to Mr. Chi and the others. , They can't see through the sky when they open their eyes. Where are the stars." A disciple said with a smile, shaking his head.
"What I said is true." Peng Zhuang couldn't help but said loudly.
Li Qiye smiled and said: "I believe what Peng Zhuang said, the world is full of wonders, strange things happen every day, and it is not surprising that he sees strange things."
"Right, Brother Li believes me, how do you look like you little shit kids." Peng Zhuang couldn't help but said triumphantly.
The other five disciples laughed. One of the female disciples pursed their lips and said, "Brother Li just doesn't want to embarrass you. You are serious."
A few of them belonged to the same family, and they have been together since they were young---grow up, they have very good relationships, and it doesn't matter what jokes are made.
"Are you guys deliberately making enemies with me?" Peng Zhuang glared at him and said, "Is it itchy, wanting me to beat you up."
"Cut, you challenged us five? Can you do it?" The other disciple laughed and said disdainfully.
With a fierce look, Peng Zhuang said with a smile: "What's so great about taking one to five, and today I will let you taste the greatness of this uncle."
Seeing the six of them quarreling, Li Qiye couldn't help but smile. It is also a very happy thing to have a few friends who have grown up together since childhood.
"Yo. Isn't this a group of hillbillies from the Xueying clan? You dare to run here too." At this time. An ironic voice sounded.
I saw a dozen young people coming here. There were males and females among the dozens of young people. A chill came out of these dozens of young people, and a black cloud gathered above each of them. .
"Huh, it turned out to be a group of boys from the Heiyun Ghost Clan. Could it be that Yehai is not your place!" As soon as they saw this group of young people, Peng Zhuang and the six of them had no good faces, and there was an atmosphere of tension on both sides.
This group of young people came from the Heiyun ghost tribe. This clan is adjacent to the Xueying Ghost Clan, and the relationship between the two parties is not very good, and the Black Cloud Ghost Clan is stronger than the Xueying Ghost Clan, and the Xueying Ghost Clan has suffered a small loss for several conflicts, which makes the Xueying Ghost Clan. His disciple suffocated his anger in his heart.
The young man headed by this group of youths was the young master of the Xueying Ghost Clan. He brought the disciples of the Xueying Ghost Clan to come forward. He glanced at Peng Zhuang and the others with disdain, and said proudly: "Ye Hai It’s not the place of our Heiyun Ghost Clan, but with your three-legged cats’ skills, you can dare to come to Fengducheng. Hey, listen to my kind advice. Go back to your nest obediently, or you will die in Fengducheng. It’s a place where the dead can’t be buried."
"It's up to you." Peng Zhuang said with a sneer: "We go wherever we like. Hey, you should be careful of your safety!"
This group of young people laughed in a provocative posture. Among them, Young Master Heiyun looked at Peng Zhuang and the six of them, then looked at Li Qiye, smiled and shook his head, and said, "Peng Zhuang, we are so many. , Do it with you here, and spread it out that others will laugh at us and deceive less."
"Sixteen or seven people are amazing." Peng Zhuang said grimly: "We can pick you up as seven of us. We fight three with one fight, it's not a problem."
"Seven people?" A disciple of the Heiyun Ghost Tribe glanced at Li Qiye, laughed, and said, pointing to Li Qiye: "Plus this Human Race kid? Hey, Peng Zhuang, your Xueying Ghost Race is getting more and more It's not promising, it's actually mixed with the weak human race. This is the loss of our ghost race's face."
"What about the human race!" A disciple of the Xueying clan said grimly: "As a ghost clan, you are great. If you think you are great, go and challenge Nan Yaoyun's Qianli River or Yushan Old Immortal Country!"
"Hey, why, you're not convinced." Young Master Heiyun said with a sneer: "If you say that there is not a word, you can also shelter a human race boy. Isn't it possible? You Xueying clan can't stay in our Youjiang anymore, plan to go. Yaoyun takes refuge in Human Race?"
Li Qiye just smiled at the provocation of Young Master Heiyun and they didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. For juniors of this level, he didn't bother to care about them.
"Bah, little nigga, have the ability to come out and challenge me alone." Peng Zhuang is also an outspoken person. The Heiyun Ghost Clan and the Xueying Ghost Clan were originally enemies of the world, and now Young Master Heiyun is so provocative, Peng Zhuang suddenly Furious in his heart, he jumped out to fight Young Master Heiyun.
"Hey, Peng Zhuang, am I afraid that you won't succeed, you will fight, and you will be beaten in three strokes." Young Master Heiyun was also bullying and stood up and said with a sneer.
"This is not the place to resolve the grievances between the two clans." At this moment, a cold and sweet voice sounded, and Qiu Rong Wanxue had already returned.
Seeing Qiu Rong Wanxue, Young Master Heiyun couldn't help but change his face. Although Qiu Rong Wanxue is a younger generation, she is the patriarch of the Xueying Ghost Clan. quite.
"If you Black Cloud Ghost Clan want to decide the victory or defeat, I, Xueying Clan, will accompany you at any time." Qiu Rong Wanxue said solemnly and slowly: "I won't deceive you as juniors, let your patriarch come."
"Out of Fengdu, our patriarch will ask patriarch Qiurong for advice." In the end, Young Master Heiyun dropped such a sentence and ran away with the other disciples in a desperate manner.
"Huh, coward." Peng Zhuang was still puzzled. If the patriarch was not here, he would definitely give this little white face a severe lesson.
"Let's go, we have found a ferry boat." Qiu Rong Wanxue said to everyone.
Li Qiye and the others followed Qiu Rong and night snow. There was already a ferry boat parked at a corner of the sea. At this time, there was a ferry boat sitting on the ferry boat. The ferry boat looked tall and thin like a bamboo pole. He was wearing Tou Li, sitting quietly in the stern.
When Qiu Rong Wanxue and the others approached, the ferry made those gloomy eyes glance at Li Qiye and the others, and Peng Zhuang and the others were glanced at by the ferry, and they couldn't help feeling that they were creepy and their backs were chilly.
"One person has a drop of lifespan a day, and the day ends. If you make up for five people, you will go out to sea." The ferry envoy said, his voice is like frosted, cold and merciless, and people can't help but feel chills.
"Everyone takes a drop of life's blood." Qiu Rong Wanxue told everyone. With that, she took out a drop of her own lifespan.
Peng Zhuang and them all learned the appearance of the patriarch one after another, and they all took out a drop of their own life blood. For monks, life blood is very precious. However, Peng Zhuang and the others are young people, and they will accumulate more and more life blood in the future, unlike the older generation of monks, who will live with less blood after reaching a certain age. The blood dries up.
If you want to take the ferry boat out of the night sea, you must pay the ferryman, and the compensation that the ferryman needs is neither the fineness common among monks, nor the night sun fish commonly used in the capital city, but the lifeblood.
After everyone took out a drop of life blood and gave it to the ferryman, the ferryman opened his mouth and swallowed all the life blood. Seeing such a scene made Peng Zhuang and the six young people feel a little hairy in their hearts.
Seeing the ferryman swallowing his life’s blood, Peng Zhuang and the others realized at this time why the ferryman looked different from other people in Fengdu City. The aboriginal residents of Fengdu City looked bloodless, but the ferryman didn’t. There are weak blood qi, it turns out that they have eaten the blood of the monk, it is no wonder they have weak blood qi in their bodies.
After getting the life blood, the ferry envoy allowed Qiu Rong Wanxue to board the ship.
"Girl Qiurong, it's been a long time." Just when they first got on the boat, they saw a group of people rushing to the distance. This was another group of young people, both men and women.
This group of young people went to the beach in the blink of an eye. These young people were very energetic, and they knew it was a group of good players. The head of this group of young people is a young man wearing a dragon robe. This young man has a faint moonlight color, making him look handsome and dazzling. Moreover, this young man is absolutely a master.
The young man was immediately overjoyed when he saw Qiurong Wanxue. He was obviously very happy. He hurriedly said with a fisted smile: "Miss Qiurong, you have to go to sea. It just so happens that we are going to sea too. We are not as good as we are in the same boat."
Qiu Rong Wanxue looked at them and shook his head gently and said, "Prince Yinyue, our boat can only sit on seven or eight people. The prince should look for a larger ferry boat."
However, the prince still did not give up. He looked at Li Qiye and said with a smile: "Brother of the human race, I am in a hurry to go out to sea to catch Yeyang fish. It is better to let me give you your position. How will I pay you?"
Li Qiye looked at the prince, and then at Qiu Rong Wanxue. The old god was there and shook his head gently and said, "I'm afraid I'm sorry, I'm also anxious to go to sea."
When Li Qiye said this, the prince was obviously displeased, but he didn't have any episodes.
"Prince Yinyue, let's take my goodbye. I'll take a step first." Qiu Rong Wanxue was unwilling to entangle any more, and ordered the ferry to set off.
Although the prince was not very reconciled, he had no choice but to hold his fist and bid farewell.
The ferry envoy sat in the stern, gently shook the ferry boat, and slowly entered the sea of night.
"Who was that group of people just now?" Li Qiye sat with Peng Zhuang, glanced at Qiu Rong Wanxue who was sitting on the bow, and said with a smile.
"It's the prince of the Yinyue Ghost Clan. The Yinyue Ghost Clan can be regarded as a second-rate sect in Youjiang. The strength is very good." Having said this, Peng Zhuang glanced at the patriarch sitting in front, and then suppressed his voice very much. Low, said in a low voice: "The prince of the Yinyue Ghost Race likes our patriarch very much, and has always wanted to chase our patriarch..."
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