(This one deserves a V)
The strong sea breeze brings cool water vapor, the sun rises in the east, and the golden snakes dance in the distance on the sea. On the temporary dock where they boarded the ship, the obese cultivator Lao Lian stretched his neck and looked into the distance, obviously still thinking about the masked woman who had the temperament of a snow-capped mountain and icy lotus yesterday.
"Hey, Lao Lian, don't worry, they won't come again. I'm willing to admit defeat and give me a thousand spirit crystals as soon as possible!" A crew member next to him said with a smile.
The obese cultivator refused to give up and said: "What's the rush? There's still half an hour!"
"Hey, just wait another half an hour...fuck, it's really here!"
The six crew members' eyes widened in shock, and two big words could not help but appear in their minds - stunning.
I saw a group of people walking towards the pier. The first person in front was dressed in white clothes, with ice skin and snowy skin, ethereal and crystal clear, moving towards the lotus, like an ice and snow fairy. Lao Lian was so excited that his hands were shaking. He had indeed seen it right. This woman was a stunning beauty and she had made a lot of money this time. This old Lian was greedy for money and not lewd, but when he saw Huang Bing, his heart beat wildly. He was considering whether to buy her and make a lot of money, or to keep her and enjoy it by himself. This was the first time he had seen such a stunning beauty.
Huang Bing's pretty face was as cold as ice, and she did not hide the disgust in her eyes. She said to Lao Liang: "We want to buy the jade charm for boarding!"
Lao Lian didn't take it seriously, rubbed his fat hands and said with a smile: "Girl, did you agree?"
In the opinion of the obese cultivator, Huang Bing was not masked today, so he obviously agreed to his conditions, not to mention that he did not believe that these natives could find tens of thousands of spiritual crystals in one night.
Beitanggui came forward with a flattering smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist, we are willing to use the magic weapon as a mortgage. Is it okay?"
"Magic weapon?" Lao Lian's fat face darkened, and he scolded coldly: "What kind of magic weapon can a bunch of bumpkins come up with?"
Buzz! There was a clear sword cry, and the chill suddenly disappeared. A crystal clear long sword appeared in Huang Bing's hand, and the sword was naturally exuded with wisps of cold mist.
"Fourth-grade Flying Sword!" The six crew members couldn't help blurting out, their eyes widening.
Lao Lian quickly covered up the look of shock on his face, swallowed greedily, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, we only accept spiritual crystals, no collateral!"
You can tell at a glance that this fourth-grade flying sword is not an ordinary one. Even in Chongmingzhou, its market price is worth one hundred thousand spirit stones. However, after careful consideration, Lao Lian still feels that this ice-snowy and ethereal beauty is more valuable, so he took it to the auction house. It’s not a problem to take a shot of a million spiritual crystals. There are a lot of wealthy and lustful young men in Chongmingzhou. If it works well, this girl will definitely be sold for a sky-high price. For those guys who "spiritual crystals are easy to get, but beautiful women are hard to find", spending tens of millions is not enough. A rare thing. Judging from Lao Lian's perspective, the ice fairy will definitely cause a sensation when she appears. It would be strange if those wild bees, waves and butterflies don't grow like crazy.
Hearing that the obese cultivator did not accept a mortgage, all the Tenghuang Pavilion disciples, including Huang Bing, couldn't help but change their expressions. Huang Bing's pretty face turned a little pale, and she said coldly: "This is a fourth-grade flying sword!"
The obese cultivator curled his lips in disdain and said: "So what if the fourth-grade flying sword is in this remote place where you can't even refine the third-grade magic weapon. Maybe the fourth-grade flying sword is great, but in our eyes it is just a passable magic weapon at best. It’s worth a thousand spiritual crystals at most!”
A crew member next to him couldn't help but grinned with toothache, and said to himself: "This guy Lao Lian is really evil and cruel. The value of hundreds of thousands of spiritual crystals is forced to be said to be thousands of dollars, grandma's!"
Huang Bing and others didn't know the specific prices outside, so even if they knew that what the other party told was lies, they couldn't refute it. The mature Beitanggui saw the expressions on the faces of the other crew members and already guessed that they were tricking others, but he had no choice but to do so. The obese cultivator obviously wanted Huang Bing.
"Beitang Gui, if you dare to touch Bing'er's idea, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!" Master Wen Yue shouted sternly.
Huang Jinhua stood behind the master Wen Yue who had been sealed with spiritual power, but she was actually using her to intimidate Huang Bing. Seeing this, the obese cultivator had already guessed some of the reasons. He gave Beitanggui a thumbs up and said hehe, "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as this woman signs a slave contract with me, all of you can get on the ship!" "
All the disciples of Tenghuang Pavilion couldn't help but be happy when they heard this, and their eyes fell on Huang Bing!
Bei Tanggui smiled flatteringly at Lao Lian and said, "Are you serious about what you said, fellow Taoist?" Bei Tanggui kept in mind that this fat cultivator was just a crew member, so he had better be careful to avoid being deceived by him.
"Listen clearly, this is Lien Delu, the chief steward of our Xianfeng. He is a well-known figure. He told you to get on the ship, and it is absolutely true!" a crew member next to him said loudly.
This flatterer obviously made the fat cultivator feel comfortable, and there was a hint of lust in his fatness. In fact, this guy was only responsible for the management of the boarding reception. He was equivalent to the little boss who stood at the door of the hotel to consult guests. To put it bluntly, he was just a guard. At the door.
When Beitanggui heard that this guy turned out to be the chief steward of the bow ship, his expression became even more respectful. He bowed his head and smiled in flattery, just like a traitor carrying a cannon to strike a match and light a cigarette for the Taijun. Huang Lingbing watched with disdain on his face.
Bei Tanggui was secretly angry at being stared at by her, but he pretended to be unbearable and said: "Huang Bing, I really don't want to do this, but for the sake of our sect, I have to wrong you!"
"Fart! Beitanggui, you shameless beast...!" Wen Yue was so angry that he shouted angrily.
Beitanggui's face turned dark and he glared at Huang Jinhua who was supporting Wen Yuezhen. The latter had no choice but to cover Wen Yuezhen's mouth with a handkerchief. Master Wen Yue's eyes almost burst into flames. It was a great shame and humiliation for him, a dignified elder, to be treated like this by his disciples today.
Huang Bing clenched her pink fist tightly and scolded in a cold voice: "Don't be rude to Elder Wen Yue!"
Huang Jinhua knew that she had completely offended Wen Yuezhen and Huang Bing. At this time, she made up her mind and continued to cover Wen Yuezhen's mouth while saying calmly: "Disciples are just following orders. If Senior Sister Huang Bing doesn't want to be an elder, If you are wronged, you will sign a slave contract and sacrifice yourself for everyone. We will all remember you!"
"Yes, Senior Sister Huang Bing, just sign it, we will all be grateful to you!"
"That is, if I were you, I would definitely sacrifice myself to help everyone!"
"Yes, I can too!"
Huang Bing's lips turned pale with anger, and she suddenly felt like her nose was sore, and her ethereal eyes were covered with a layer of mist. Is this the so-called fellow disciple? Just a bunch of cold and selfish maggots!
"Haha, Miss Huang Bing, it seems that you are popular among the people. It's really touching!" Lian Delu laughed and took out a golden contract collar.
This kind of slave contract collar is made by Tianji Pavilion. After signing a slave contract, after wearing the collar, the slave must obey all the master's orders. Even if he tells you to die, he will execute it without hesitation. Moreover, the contract collar only has the owner. It can only be opened. If someone forcibly destroys it, the slave will die violently immediately. It is very overbearing, so if you wear a slave contract collar, you are destined to be a slave for a lifetime, working as a slave for others until you die. Of course, it is not ruled out that slaves who have performed well will be appreciated by their masters and regain their freedom.
Lian Delu put a spiritual imprint on the contract collar, handed it to Huang Bing, and said with a smile: "Should you put it on yourself, or should I put it on you personally?"
Huang Bing knew that as long as she wore this collar, her whole life would be ruined, and her fate would be worse than death. Beitanggui's eyes darkened and he threatened: "Huang Bing, stop being so stubborn. Elder Wen Yue... and all of us are counting on you for our lives!" When he mentioned the words "Elder Wen Yue", he deliberately emphasized his tone.
Huang Bing tremblingly took the contract collar from Lian Delu's hand. Bei Tanggui couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Lian Delu laughed loudly: "Okay, it's refreshing!"
"Uh-huh...!" Wen Yue shook his head desperately and stared at Huang Bing with intense eyes.
Huang Bing turned her head to look at Wen Yue with a sad smile on her face. Wen Yue's eyes were actually red. She shook her head and struggled to rush forward. Huang Jinhua hurriedly held her down with force.
Huang Bing took the contract collar and put it on her slender neck. All the disciples in Tenghuang Pavilion couldn't help but watch calmly. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Lian Delu was resting his hands with his arms folded, but he was actually very excited. As long as he put on the contract collar, this stunning beauty who was the most famous in the world would become his private property.
Huang Bing's hand holding the collar trembled slightly, and it took her a cup of tea to put the collar on her neck. As long as she clicked the buckle, her body and soul belonged to someone else.
Huang Bing was hesitantly pressing on the buckle when suddenly her heart palpitated and a surprise flashed in her eyes. She took off the contract collar and turned around to look at the horizon.
Everyone who was waiting for her to lock the collar couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously followed her gaze!
I saw several black dots on the horizon running towards this direction at lightning speed. As the distance got closer and closer, everyone finally saw them clearly. At first, a man in green robes galloped through the air, bringing up billowing clouds of air. His stern face and tall and straight body like a javelin gave people a cold and sharp feeling.
Beitanggui's face suddenly turned earthy and he blurted out: "Chu Jun!"
Huang Bing's eyes suddenly became moist, with a mixture of sadness and joy, and she silently called out in her heart: "You are finally here!"
Various thoughts flashed through Beitanggui's mind. Suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he suddenly took the contract collar from Huang Bing's hand and put it around Huang Bing's neck.
At this time, Chu Jun was still a few miles away from the dock. When he saw Bei Tanggui's movements from a distance, he couldn't help being shocked and angry. He shouted violently: "How dare you, old dog!"
The thunder-like shouting shocked everyone on the boat. They gathered on the side of the boat to watch. They couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise when they saw Chu Jun flying in the sky.
Seeing that Beitanggui was about to put the contract collar around Huang Bing's neck, a thin figure suddenly rushed up from nearby, and stabbed Beitanggui's throat with a thunderous sword: "Old beast, eat you Grandpa Jiabao’s sword!”