A flash of murderous intent flashed in Huang Bing's eyes, and she wanted to stab the hateful guy in front of her to death. Wen Yue was so angry that her hands were shaking slightly, her eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she shouted: "Fart!"
The obese cultivator glared sharply and sneered: "Hey, I'm just talking about a fair deal. If you don't accept it, you can leave. If you want to make a fuss, you should weigh your own weight beforehand!" As he spoke, his momentum was released, and his spiritual power locked onto Master Wen Yue.
The remaining five crew members also locked their spiritual power on Huang Bing and Wen Yue, with a hint of joking on their faces and their left hands on the storage belt around their waists.
If it were in the past, Master Wen Yue would have taken action a long time ago, but the recent setbacks have made her temper tempered a lot. In addition, she has the heavy responsibility of passing on the inheritance of Tenghuang Pavilion, and she has become more tolerant and has a murderous aura. As soon as he closed it, he snorted heavily: "Bing'er, let's go!"
The obese cultivator watched the two people retreat and said leisurely: "The boat will leave early tomorrow morning. There won't be any shops after passing this village. Soon, the entire continent will become a world of ghosts, and you will die miserably. hey-hey!"
The expressions of everyone in Tenghuang Pavilion changed. They encountered many ghosts along the way, and most of their fellow disciples died at the hands of ghosts, so they understood that the fat cultivator was not being alarmist.
Master Wen Yue stopped for a moment, then continued to move forward. He told the disciples of Tengge Huangge: "Let's go!" He left without looking back.
The remaining eight male and female disciples of Tenghuang Pavilion glanced at the giant with disappointment, and followed Master Wen Yue dejectedly. Beitanggui felt that it was worthwhile to trade Huang Bing for everyone's chance to board the ship, but he knew that Master Wen Yue disagreed and everything was in vain, so he could only flick his sleeves angrily.
"Old Lian, I can't see that these natives have some backbone!" a crew member said to the fat cultivator.
The fat cultivator narrowed his eyes and said hehely: "We'll see, they will come back. The loving couple earlier didn't give in and signed the slave contract obediently in order for the family to board the ship and survive!"
"Hehe, that's true, but it's a pity that the woman in white has her face covered, so I don't know who she is!"
"I'm sure it's a disaster level, it's unmistakable!"
Master Wen Yue led Huang Bing and others away with a gloomy expression. Bei Tanggui finally couldn't help but said: "Elder Wen Yue, what should we do now? If the entire continent is really occupied by the ghost tribe, Then sooner or later we will be dead!"
Master Wen Yue said in a deep voice: "What do you think we should do? Do you really want Bing'er to sacrifice herself to give me a chance to board the ship?"
"This...that's not what I meant!" Beitang Gui faltered with an embarrassed face.
Huang Bing noticed that the eyes of her fellow disciples around her were secretly looking at her. Most of them had complicated eyes, and some even had a trace of resentment mixed in their eyes. Huang Bing only felt that her hands and feet were cold, and she suddenly felt that these fellow students who were sharing the same hardships were very strange. Would they really want to sell me in exchange for a chance for them to board the ship and survive
Master Wen Yue also noticed the abnormality in the atmosphere, glanced sharply at everyone's faces, and shouted sternly: "What about you? Is this what you mean?"
The eight Tenghuang Pavilion disciples couldn't help but lower their heads. Although they thought so in their hearts, no one had the courage to really say it out, so they could only lower their heads and remain silent. Master Wen Yue laughed angrily: "Haha, it seems that's what you all mean!"
The disciples lowered their heads lower and remained silent. From the slightly trembling voice of Master Wen Yue, it could be heard that she was furious and feared that someone would suffer soon. Seeing this, Beitanggui hurriedly said: "Elder Wen Yue, calm down, we can think of other solutions. Now we need to find a place to rest and recover our strength first!"
Wen Yue Zhenren snorted heavily. If it weren't for the fact that there were not many disciples left, she would have really wanted to kill a few to shock her. There are only eight disciples left. Each one is very precious. Killing one will make them less valuable. one.
Everyone in Tengge Pavilion found a sheltered place to rest. Huang Bing, dressed in white like snow, sat quietly on a stone, like a white lotus blooming in the ice and snow, ethereal and aloof. The remaining eight disciples all gathered in twos and threes, unconsciously keeping a distance from Huang Bing, chatting in low voices, and glancing towards Huang Bing from time to time.
Huang Bing's heart felt cold, and Bing Xue's ethereal bright eyes were covered with a faint curtain. She laughed at herself: "In the face of life and death, all friendships are a joke. In order to get the chance to board the ship, they will not hesitate to I betrayed them, and even resented my selfishness for not giving myself a chance to survive for them!"
At this time, a female disciple suddenly stood up and walked towards Huang Bing. The others pretended to be doing their own things as if nothing had happened, but they were paying attention to this side from the corner of their eyes.
"Senior Sister Huang Bing!" The female disciple walked up to Huang Bing and called with a smile on her face, but the smile seemed a bit far-fetched.
This female disciple is called Huang Jinhua. She is a middle-aged girl with short legs. The only thing that stands out is probably the pair of rather plump peaks on her chest.
Huang Bing is always cold and cold. In the eyes of other disciples, she always looks aloof and cold. In addition, her beautiful appearance makes the male disciples feel ashamed and makes the female disciples jealous and reviled, so she has no relationship in the sect. Very friendly friends.
Huang Bing said calmly: "Did they ask you to be casual with me?"
Huang Jinhua's face suddenly turned red, and a pockmark on the side of her nose also lit up. Apparently she didn't expect Huang Bing to be so direct, so she could only say with all her heart: "Yes, on behalf of everyone, I ask Senior Sister Huang Bing to consider the overall situation." Heavy!"
Huang Bing said calmly: "I don't quite understand what you mean!"
Huang Jinhua saw Huang Bing pretending to be stupid and said bravely: "The ship will leave tomorrow. Can Senior Sister Huang Bing bear to see everyone unable to get on the ship and all of them die here in the end?"
Huang Bing sneered in her heart: "That boat is not mine, what can I do!"
Huang Jinhua said with anger on her face: "Senior sister, why do you have to pretend to be stupid? As long as you agree to that person's request, can't we board the ship!"
Huang Bing's heart turned from cold to furious, and she said with a cold face: "Do you want me to sacrifice my innocence to give everyone a chance to board the ship?"
Huang Jin Hua's ears were slightly warm, and he said slowly: "We all know that this has wronged Senior Sister, but have you ever thought that if we all die here, Tenghuang Pavilion will be completely destroyed? If you sacrifice one person, we can If everyone survives, Tenghuang Pavilion can be passed on. Isn’t it worth it? Senior Sister Huang Bing must put the overall situation first and not be so selfish!”
"Selfish!" A trace of ridicule appeared on Huang Bing's face, and the raging anger in her heart suddenly extinguished. She looked at Huang Jinhua with some pity and said calmly: "What would you do if it were you?"
Huang Jinhua said with emotion: "I will agree without hesitation. I will use my innocence to give everyone a chance to survive. It's a pity that I don't have the peerless beauty of my senior sister. Even if I am willing, others may not agree!" Looking at himself, his face turned red first.
Huang Bing smiled coldly and said calmly: "Really? I will consider your suggestion!"
Huang Jinhua couldn't help but be overjoyed when she heard this, nodded and said: "Senior Sister Huang Bing, everyone will be grateful to you!"
Huang Bing waved her hand indifferently, and Huang Jinhua knew not to push too hard, so she said with a sad expression: "Senior Sister Huang Bing, please take your time and think it over carefully. If you really don't want to, don't force it!" After saying that, she turned around and backed away. The worried expression on his face suddenly changed to a dancing eyebrow, and he secretly gestured to the disciples in the distance.
Huang Bing saw their little actions in her eyes, and her extremely angry mood calmed down. Suddenly she felt so tired, physically and mentally weak, and couldn't help but think of Chu Jun's tall figure, cold and firm handsome face, so good Miss that strong and safe embrace.
"Chu Jun, where are you? The ship is about to leave tomorrow, can you make it there?" Huang Bing touched the toes of her boots and silently looked at the vast sea in the distance. The waves there were magnificent and boundless. Maybe we never saw each other again after saying goodbye. Opportunity to meet.
Huang Bing took out the Li Long Cauldron emblem and gently touched the lines on it, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Bing'er, what are you thinking about?" Wen Yue's voice sounded from behind.
Huang Bing hurriedly put away the Lilong Cauldron Emblem and stood up. She saw Wen Yue standing behind her and said hurriedly: "It's nothing!"
Master Wen Yue sighed secretly and comforted: "Don't worry, this elder will never let you sacrifice yourself just to survive!"
Huang Bing felt warm in her heart. Only Elder Wen Yue really cared about her now. She shook her head and said, "Don't worry, elder. This disciple has thought of a way to board the ship!"
Master Wen Yue was overjoyed at first, and then he felt sad, and scolded: "Bing'er, I will never agree to you using your body in exchange for the opportunity to board the ship!"
Huang Bing shook her head and said: "No, the disciple wants to give them the Ice Phoenix Sword. It is a fourth-grade magic weapon after all. It should be enough for our ship!"
Master Wen Yue nodded and said: "This is feasible. The magic weapon is an external object. If it is gone, it is gone. But the other party may not necessarily agree to hold the sword!"
Huang Bing said: "Besides this, the disciple has no other choice!"
Master Wen Yue looked stern and said in a low voice: "This elder has a way, but you have to take some risks!"
Huang Bing couldn't help but be overjoyed. If there was any other way, it was worth taking the risk. After all, the Huang Bing Sword was given to him by Chu Jun, and it was a pair with the Thunder Dragon Sword. He really couldn't bear to give it to others unless he had to.
"We are intercepting some foreign cultivators, they must have spiritual crystals on them!" Master Wen Yue said solemnly: "But it depends on luck, there is not much time left, it is difficult to find a suitable target! "
Huang Bing's heart moved, and she nodded: "There's still half a day and a night until tomorrow morning, so we have to try anyway. There should be some outside cultivators who will come back to board the ship, so we'll just stay nearby and start, but it really doesn't work...!" Then she pulled off the cloth covering her face, revealing her beautiful and charming face.