In the chaotic torrent of meteorites, a fleet of more than 20,000 airships flew forward cautiously.
The large ones of these flying boats are about a hundred miles long, and the small ones are only thirty to fifty feet in size. Some of the hulls are 70% to 80% new, while others are rusty and full of holes, looking like they may be scrapped at any time.
The larger airships flew outside the fleet, using their hulls to protect the smaller airships in the fleet. Meteorites, large and small, kept hitting these larger airships. The defensive barrier on the surface of the airships shone with dazzling light. The hulls were constantly vibrating, and pieces of meteorites were constantly being shattered into pieces.
The ruthless bandits from the Three Prefectures were riding in three jet-black flying boats with blood flags, blending inconspicuously among the huge fleet. The three-blood-flag flying boat is only a dozen miles long, and is extremely petite compared to those flying boats that are dozens or hundreds of miles long.
Under the command of Mr. Hu, the three flying boats deliberately hid their hulls in the shadows cast by several large flying boats. The black hull almost blended into the shadows. Even the ruthless gangsters in the fleet ignored the three flying boats. exist.
Father Tiger was holding a hand ax and standing on the bow of the airship, cursing in a low voice. In front of him was a wooden stake roughly carved into a human shape, with the name of the leader of Blood Knife Village written on it in red paint. While he was cursing, At the same time, he kept chopping the wooden piles with his hand ax.
"You bastard who can kill a thousand swords, I will chop you to death with one axe, I will chop you to death with two axes, I will chop you to death with three axes..." Father Tiger's eyes widened, his dark green eyes gleaming with fierceness, and saliva kept dripping from the corners of his mouth. It spurted out like a furious tiger about to pounce on its prey.
Mr. Fox sat cross-legged on the top of a flagpole, with a bottle of fragrant osmanthus oil on his left knee. He dipped some sesame oil on his palms and carefully took care of the long beard on his chin. .
After combing his beard straight and shiny, each strand was very refreshing and ventilated, Mr. Fox nodded with satisfaction, put away the osmanthus oil bottle, took out a small comb, and untied it. I took care of my bun and took care of it seriously.
While combing his long hair carefully, Mr. Fox murmured in a low voice: "Third brother, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, just wait and see... Haha, Blood Knife Village has summoned five heroes from the lair this time to take action. Let's see. I really came here to play a big game.”
"Huh, although the thirteen clans in the Supreme Heaven have never touched them, they are probably not much weaker than those in the Holy Spirit Heaven. They don't know how powerful it is, haha... relying on not knowing from where. The two masters who were invited from nowhere want to confront the Thirteen clans head-on and pull the teeth from the tiger's mouth. These guys are crazy about getting rich."
With hands and feet, he neatly tidied his hair and tied it into a neat bun. Mr. Fox put away his comb and jumped onto the deck as quietly as a ball of cotton. He slowly walked into the main building of the flying boat with his hands behind his back. In the control cabin.
In the main control cabin, Chu Ye and Chu Feng were playing chess. Chu Jie was like a boneless earthworm, lying limply on a big chair, rolling his eyes and pouring wine into his mouth - his every move As soon as he moved, the state of every hair on his body fully demonstrated what it means to be a "dandy and trash"!
On a large chair in the middle of the main control cabin, a man in black with an unusually majestic appearance and a snow-white complexion was holding an ancient book in his hand, his fingers gently sliding on the pages, and he was reading in a low voice.
His voice was unhurried and powerful in its ups and downs. His eyes were bright and he was already immersed in the book and couldn't extricate himself.
Mr. Fox walked up to the man in black, stood on tiptoes, stretched his neck, and tried his best to read the writing on the page. But the man in black was three feet tall, and even sitting on the big chair was nearly two feet tall. Mr. Fox, who was only about four feet tall, stretched his neck so far that he was still a long way from the page.
"The second brother... is quite old, but he still puts sesame oil on his body like those little vixens!" The man in black put down his book and glanced sideways at the old fox: "The osmanthus oil that has not changed for thousands of years gives people a headache. !”
The old fox rolled his eyes at the man in black, and said proudly with his hands behind his back: "I can't reason with you roughnecks. This is fun. Do you understand the fun? Although I, the second fox, are old, I am still as cool as a flower. How many little girls are crying and wanting to be embraced?"
He winked at the man in black proudly: "Boss, you, a bachelor like you who have been around for thousands of years, hey, you don't understand, you don't understand!"
The man in black, Dragon King, the leader of the three states, rolled his eyes helplessly, grabbed the book and slapped Mr. Hu hard on the head, knocking his newly tied hair into a bun. Mr. Hu exclaimed, hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a small comb, and began to comb his long hair carefully and conscientiously.
"Tell the men to be careful. This time... we must not be used by the Blood Knife Stronghold." The Dragon King stuffed the book into his sleeves and said word by word: "It's so easy to escape from the Holy Spirit Heaven and get here. It's so easy to get here." To find a place to live, to be blocked by others, and to draw chestnuts from the fire, this is not the style of our town in Sanzhou."
Chu Feng, who was holding the chess piece in his hand and was hesitating where to place it on the chessboard, raised his head and said with a leisurely smile: "Dragon King, if you had known earlier, you should have asked me to weigh the weight of those two so-called king-level masters in the Blood Knife Village. .”
The Dragon King shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It's inappropriate... It's not necessary. It's better not to take risks."
As soon as Mr. Fox's bun was tied up, the Dragon King stretched out his finger and flicked it, causing Mr. Fox's bun to explode again. The old fox let out a "ouch", and the back of his gown suddenly exploded. Nine snow-white fox tails suddenly stretched out, and every white hair on the tail stood up straight.
"Second Fox, think of a way to get the maximum benefit from our brothers in Sanzhou, but without too much loss." The Dragon King slowly took out the book, lowered his head and looked at the pages carefully, and said leisurely : "When it's done, brothers will grab a hundred and eighty vixens for you... If you don't do it well, I'll pluck your beard with my own hands."
Chu Ye, Chu Feng, and Chu Jie laughed "hehe" at the same time.
The old fox's face suddenly drooped, and he wrapped the nine white fox tails around his neck in great distress, tightening, tightening, and tightening hard... until he rolled his eyes.
Everyone in the main control cabin looked at the funny old fox seriously, and their hearts were filled with hope for this cunning old fox.
Three days ago, the scene in the Blood Knife Village's lair was remembered by everyone - the leader of the Blood Knife Village, relying on two king-level masters hired at a sky-high price, forcefully suppressed all the gang leaders who had been summoned, forcing everyone to Agreed to take Blood Knife Village as the leader to raid Lan's various properties in the Chaotic Sky Territory.
At that time, Chu Feng almost went up to weigh the two heavenly king-level masters, but was stopped by the Dragon King.
Insignificant losses... The Dragon King would never let his brothers suffer insignificant losses.