In the vast blue sea, the huge boat breaks the waves.
Meng Fuyao held the bow of the boat, holding the white on the left and the yellow on the right, with a flower girl tied behind her.
Mr. Yuanbao has no time to fight with Nine-Tails now, it has just taken over the great task entrusted by the Party - to be responsible for training a certain man into a glamorous imperial lady.
"Grandpa" was held by a rope, jumped desperately on the deck, and yelled: "Fuck your mother! Don't bring such a thing! This is the biggest trample on a hero!"
Master Yuan Bao knocked over, "Master" was furious and flapped his wings to beat him, Master Yuan Bao pulled the rope in his paw, and the tense King Kong ran up a few steps, and fell down with a clatter.
Master Yuan Bao smiled obscenely, and slowly took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, and slowly kneaded them in front of the melon seed fanatic, classmate King Kong, spit out the rinds of the melon seeds on King Kong's head while nibbling.
"Fuck your mother! I will catch you rat one day! Burn your hair! Skin your skin! Twitch your tendons! Stew your meat! Blow up your bones! Knock out your bone marrow and serve with wine..."
Master Yuan Bao turned his head to look at it, feeling that Uncle King Kong really provided a good idea, he turned his head and grabbed Meng Fuyao's clothes, and motioned, "Let's do it this way? Huh?"
Meng Fuyao despises it—it tells you to train it, not to roast a bird!
She took out the remaining melon seeds from Mr. Yuan Bao's pocket, put them in her mouth and knocked them slowly, and said leisurely: "This bird is very confident, who gave it such confidence?"
"I don't think it has the same temperament as Feiyan." It was Yun Hen who answered the conversation with a slight smile, "I don't know who raised it, it's full of foul language."
Meng Fuyao glanced at him, snorted, and thought that those few could be dumped, and the homeless were the hardest to get rid of. In the battle against Beiye, he had to take care of the battle situation, but student Yunhen had nothing to do, so he just had to keep an eye on her. As soon as he finished, he left immediately, thinking that everyone would be wiped out, but within two days, he was caught up by Yun Hen and Tie Cheng who came from Kuai Zhou.
The place of the sky, if you think about it with your toes, it is definitely countless times more difficult to walk than any country you have been to before. Otherwise, why have you never included the sky in the Seven Kingdoms? Otherwise, why does a country stand on the mainland for many years, but not many people understand it? There must have been people who have been there for so many years, but probably no one in ten came back. That's why this theocracy has always maintained an impenetrable mystery.
In such a dangerous place, she didn't want any of them to intervene in her heart. If she wanted to work hard, she would be fine, why bother to drag innocent people.
"Fuyao, do you feel that something is wrong?" Yun Hen asked suddenly.
"Huh?" Meng Fu shook her head.
"You left in a hurry, and you didn't see some things, but I had time to observe the situation." Yunhen said, "The Tahrs were originally not the opponents of the coalition forces, and they failed to reverse the situation in the last move. The defeat is inevitable. But the strange thing is that Tal's battle and retreat after Feiyan's death were still very calm and organized. Although the coalition force has been shrinking the territory, but the momentum has not fallen. I am thinking, I have never heard of the Tal tribe. Is there any expert in the country who can turn the tide, in my impression, it seems that the Tal royal family has always had mediocre political achievements, and the power has all fallen into the hands of non-smokers."
"Perhaps Feiyan has been suppressing them all this time. Only after Feiyan's death did they have a chance to display their talents, but it's too late." Meng Fuyao was in a daze for a while, then sighed, "I understand what you mean, but at that time you I was there, but that person died alive in front of us."
Yun Hen was amused by her last powerful words, and then said: "But Brother Zhan and I are only seeing her for the first time."
Meng Fuyao was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, her eyesight had not fully recovered, and she saw people as a somewhat blurred outline, but at that time, in her feeling, that outline, that kind of demeanor, that kind of demeanor, was irreplaceable by ordinary people. The calmness and indifference that has been in a high position for a long time is really right and wrong.
She also studied witchcraft when she was the overlord of the sea. Anthropomorphism is often made of paper-cut people, and then injected into paper people by summoning souls in the underworld. Therefore, those simulated people are particularly erratic, and some details will inevitably be distorted, just like that In the evening, the false eldest grandson Wuji floats away like a ghost, and the shadow reflected on the window can be seen that the hands are too long.
Feiyan is very real, and she, Meng Fuyao, is not so stupid that she can't even tell whether a person is real or not.
What's more, in the hut, the colorful demon fire that burns the teeth is extraordinary. She knows that non-top wizards can't do it, ordinary wizards can only produce two colors, great wizards have four or five colors, and the colorful fire is only at the level of non-smoke. It can only be pinched, and it takes full concentration to control that kind of fire. In that situation, Feiyan is suddenly attacked by herself and Yunhen. Her martial arts are not superb, so there is no reason to escape.
In fact, people can live for a long time, but they will die quickly, and powerful people are no exception.
Meng Fuyao thought and thought, and always felt that Feiyan was by no means a dummy, and it was absolutely impossible for a person in disguise to squeeze out that top-level demon fire, so although she was the same as Yunhen, she also had some vague uneasiness in her heart, but she also Had to put it aside.
Anyway, she ran very fast and had already gone to sea. Let Zhan Beiye handle the next thing.
She didn't expect that Emperor Zhan was also very lazy, she walked forward, and he ran away as quickly as he handed over the army to Xiao Qi.
In Zhan Beiye's heart, whether Tal is defeated or not, and whether Fufeng is unified or not has nothing to do with him. The only thing that matters is Meng Fuyao.
Anyway, although the situation in Fufeng is still in chaos, Faqiang will no longer be at a disadvantage no matter what. Zhan Beiye has helped Yalanzhu expand the territory along the way, which has surpassed half of Fufeng's territory.
He will never stop, prepare the boat to go out to sea, he can let Meng Fuyao go on his own for other things, the place in the sky... never leave her to face it alone!
As for domestic... he learned from Meng Fuyao, and asked Zong Yue for a mask to imitate his own appearance, and later asked Xiao Qi to return to China as a "driving" class teacher. When he contacted Zong Yue for a mask, he wrote to him clearly : "I'm not in Dahan recently, does Xuanyuan intend to send his master across the border?"
The other party replied through a secret channel: "What a coincidence, I probably won't be there either."
Immediately, a very strange phenomenon appeared in the inland—Dahan, Wuji, and Xuanyuan suddenly mobilized the frontier troops at the same time, three directions and three corners. It created a situation of "Neighbors, our three overlords really want to eat you together", which caused the very sad Shangyuan Taiyuan, which borders the Three Kingdoms, to tremble. Push harder, and the stench will spread across the border, and whoever gets angry will send soldiers to smash the toilet of his house.
Especially in Shangyuan, near the border of Dahan, all the barbed wire fences were replaced with brick walls - it will definitely prevent your rabbits from running!
In fact, the two brothers still don't read enough books, and they don't understand that there is an ecstatic word in the world called: blindfolding.
Chen Bing's border is nothing more than a gesture, and it is a common national policy adopted by the three major powers against the current only foreign enemy.
Thanks to Meng Fuyao, an expert in imperial power, except for Taiyuan Shangyuan, the monarchs of the inland countries are now her relatives, um, they are very united—at least they are very united now.
Naturally, Meng Fuyao was unaware of the turbulent undercurrents related to her, and the news at sea was not circulated, so she had a leisurely time and only concentrated on heading towards the remote sea valley.
The reason why she left Fufeng in such a hurry was because she suddenly heard that the place of Jueyu, the reason why she couldn't get through it was because there were many storms and waves all year round, and there were only a few days when the sea was calm in mid-June every year. There is hope for a genius, she rushed all the way anxiously, afraid that she would have to wait a year if she missed those few days, but fortunately, the journey went smoothly, and she arrived a few days early.
Jueyu Sea Valley is at the junction of Fufeng and Qiongcang, not too far from Jiaocheng. It is hard to say whether that area belongs to Fufeng or Qiongcang. The small piece of sea area where Yu Haigu is located extends like a finger into the territory of the firmament. The firmament, which does not ask about the affairs of other countries, seems to have no opinion on the ownership of this sea valley—it is a natural national boundary, and normal people cannot cross it.
Haigu, in the final analysis, is a deep valley under the sea. It is troublesome to fall, but if you don't let yourself fall, you will be fine? In Meng Fuyao's mind, it's a bit strange for Jue Yu to be called Jue Yu.
On the near side of Jueyu Sea Valley, there are several small islands scattered, most of which are uninhabited islands, but there is a faintly populated island on one island.
Meng Fuyao said in surprise: "Hey, there are actually people living here? Are they people from Fufeng Kingdom or Qiongcang Kingdom?"
Yao Xun scratched his face beside her and said: "I heard that there are some scattered islanders near Jueyu. They came from Qiongcang at first, and they are said to be "abandoned people" of Qiongkong. ',Nobody knows."
Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up: "Since you came here from there, you must have experience, let's go, go and ask for advice, and stay overnight. Anyway, there are still a few days left." She stretched her waist, and said longingly, "I just don't like rocking on the sea. Shaky feeling, I'm going to get a good night's sleep in the house with my feet on the ground."
She and Yun Hen Yao Xun, with their own string of pets, disembarked clangingly, Mr. Yuan Bao led Uncle King Kong, and walked waddlingly, King Kong tried to lift his claws and kick the one in front every time, but failed repeatedly .
Halfway through, Lord Yuan Bao suddenly jumped forward.
It forgot to throw away the rope when it ran, and immediately dragged Grandpa King Kong to the ground. King Kong was furious, and opened his mouth to curse: "Fuck your mother! Toss the uncle! Die! Die!"
Master Yuan Bao ignored it, and rushed forward in a hurry, but it couldn't drag King Kong who was clinging to death, and he was unwilling to let go of the rope. King Kong was dragged a few steps, fell backward with a snap, and simply pretended to be dead. Master Yuan Bao stood where he was and shouted: "Zhizhi! Zhizhi!"
Meng Fuyao turned her head and saw Master Yuan Bao and King Kong kicking my claws and pecking at you. Master Yuan Bao was beating her while pointing at her back and forth. Bai was on fire, thinking why did these two troublesome things get off the boat? It's so noisy, just stay on the boat and concentrate on training.
She stepped forward and grabbed one in each hand. Master Yuan Bao just hugged her happily to express some important content. With a "hoo", the sky and the earth rotated, the world turned upside down, and the beautiful white hairs drew a smooth parabola in the blue sky... In the next moment, it had already stood back on the boat with King Kong.
Meng Fuyao, who was under the boat, clapped his hands and patted the mouse hairs and diamond feathers off his paws, thinking that having too many pets would be troublesome, hygiene and security are serious issues, um...do you want to lock them up in a cage
She waved to Mr. Yuan Bao who was screaming on the boat, and walked away without looking back, leaving Mr. Yuan Bao hugging the side of the boat, crying without tears...
Therefore, it is very important to learn several foreign languages...
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There are only a few families scattered on the island, houses built of trees and turf, strings of dried fish hanging on the walls, their boats parked on the beach, and a few old people are mending fishing nets in the sunshine at the door of their homes, gestures Leisurely, Meng Fuyao stopped far away, opened up his spiritual consciousness, and listened to the chatter of the old people.
"... I heard the wind direction today, it seems that the tide will stop again in a few days."
"Tell Pomfret to take this opportunity to go into the water to fish for pearls. Last year, he caught good pearls and made a lot of money!"
"If you have good prawns, bring some. Last time, those prawns were really good. They were boiled in a big pot on the spot, and they turned red even without oil, almost attracting white dorsal fins! But the taste... tsk tsk."
"Old Ashi is just a glutton. He will remember to eat as a bachelor all his life! I don't want to get some pearls and sell it to marry a woman!"
"What kind of woman do you marry at a young age? Besides, if you marry a woman in the house, you have to take care of her in everything, and you have to save the oily fish tail for her. Pooh, stupid!"
"That's... don't turn pancakes in the middle of the night!"
"Ha ha… "
There was nothing suspicious about the conversations of a group of standard fishermen at the seaside. Meng Fuyao felt relieved and smiled, thinking that he had suffered too much, and now he was in danger. This is a small island far away from the border of Fufeng, and the whole island can be seen at a glance. , Can you still meet any enemies
She strode over and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, old man."
A few old fishermen raised their heads and looked at Meng Fuyao in astonishment. This island is close to the sea valley of the Extinct Region, and beyond that is the mysterious country Vault of Heaven. Few people have visited the island for many years, but now such a young man suddenly came here, against the light. His face was not clear, but his expression was like a fairy. These old fishermen, who had never seen many people in their life, were all intimidated by the stranger's politeness. They looked at each other, their eyes dodged, and they couldn't speak.
But Meng Fuyao sat down among several old fellows familiarly, took out a bag of sea pearls from his bosom, and said with a smile: "Please help the old man to look at this pearl, how much is it worth?"
A few fishermen took it, and when the bag was opened, it shone brightly, making those old eyes that were crying in the wind turn red, Meng Fuyao looked at their expressions, and smiled slowly: "It's probably not worth anything, if you guys like it, you can stay and play." .”
"That can't be done." Several old guys looked at each other again, but immediately returned the bag, "The guest's pearl is very valuable. We have been fishing in the sea for many years, and we have never seen such a fine color. Take it, can't take it."
Meng Fuyao was a little surprised, smiled back, turned her eyes to the fishermen's faces, and saw only calm and sincere faces, she was a little ashamed, but heard a fisherman ask her: "Why did the guests come here? I am nearly ten years old. I haven’t seen anyone from outside the island in years.”
"Oh?" Meng Fuyao captured the ten years very keenly, and asked, "Has anyone been here before?"
"It's a very beautiful woman." An old fisherman squinted and smiled, "She's as beautiful as the Sea Goddess!"
"This face shape—" another fisherman gestured, "the hair is long, and the nose is high." It can be seen that because there are so few people who come, he is very impressed.
When Meng Fuyao thought about that description, it looked like Feiyan. Ten years ago... Ten years ago, on the day when the Temple of Eternal Green in the sky was opened, there was a woman who entered the sky to seek a divine revelation. Could it be her
But that's a thing of the past, but since Feiyan can cross the Absolute Sea Valley, why can't she? Meng Fuyao lifted his spirits and asked, "What did she ask you?"
"I didn't ask anything, I stayed here for one night, and the next day..."
"Old Ashi!"
Suddenly someone interrupted the old fisherman's words with a harsh voice, several old fishermen shrank like needle pricks, and immediately stopped talking.
Meng Fuyao narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man who had been facing outward. His complexion was very dark and his eyes were slender, nothing remarkable, but he was the only one who didn't look back when she handed the bead bag.
What did that old Ashi want to say just now? Why are you interrupting in such a hurry
She smiled and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she changed the subject and asked how to cross the sea valley. As expected, several old guys said that the tide would rest for two days, and it might be possible, but it was only a possibility.
Meng Fuyao felt conflicted when she heard it, and immediately asked: "Didn't that girl pass away back then?"
As soon as this question was asked, the old guys immediately shut up again.
Meng Fuyao tried to ask again about whether they were the "abandoned people" of the sky, now it's all right, let's look at the sky together, the sky is deaf and the ground is dumb.
Meng Fuyao was helpless, so he asked for a place to stay, but everyone had no objection, waved his hand and said: "Guests don't dislike dilapidated houses, they can live in whatever they want."
Meng Fuyao immediately smiled at the dark-faced old man who had blocked him from speaking just now, and who had a status among the crowd: "That's how you bother me."
The black-faced old man looked at her, nodded, and said, "Don't go to the west side of the island."
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao turned his head to look at the dense forest on the west side of the island, nothing unusual.
"The ancestral graves of our people are there, and they must not be disturbed."
Meng Fuyao let out a "Oh", but he thought about the bad reason in his heart, you are exiled Qiongshang people, the ancestral graves should also be in the sky, besides, there are many sea people buried in water, how can there be any sense of ancestral graves
She glanced at the place, thinking that she must go at night.
The setting sun gradually moved westward, and Meng Fuyao sat on the beach, embracing his knees, watching the golden crow fall at the end of the sea, half of the sea was covered with sunset glow, like a raging flame burning above the blue water, and at the end of the flame, it was probably the most mysterious person in the eyes of the world. The country governs all places with theocracy, and never lifts the veil of being high and unreachable.
She went there, facing an unpredictable fate, not knowing whether she could be accepted, and even if she was accepted, whether that dream would come true.
And to this day, the dream is also a cold pain in reality, rushing to that side, leaving this side.
Every time I think about it, I feel my heart is being pulled by something, and it hurts.
The sun was shining brilliantly, but her face looking at the setting sun was cold and white layer by layer, like a maple leaf that had been frosted early, and she encountered the final winter before autumn had passed.
Beside her, Yun Hen sat cross-legged quietly, looking at her.
Today, if he doesn't know that her goal is the sky, he will follow her in vain.
Although she never said what she was going to do in the sky, but with her current status, her ability to call wind and rain, and her top-level connections almost all over the five continents, even she needs to take the risk to go to the sky to seek help from the Temple of Evergreen , that must be the greatest problem in the world.
In this world, is there any problem that neither she nor they can solve
Every time Yunhen thought about it like this, he felt as if a handful of ice and snow had been stuffed into his heart, as cold from his hair to the soles of his feet.
And she...does not covet the honor in the world of mortals, does not covet love in the world, does not stay for anything, she never takes a second look at the title, wealth, love, even the throne that the world is rushing to... As if, as if she was never prepared to live in these five continents Dalu lived her life as if she was just passing by in a hurry, but the end point was outside the sky.
A passerby... Yes, she has always treated everything she has with a passerby attitude, and has never fought for anything for herself except for the matter of going to the sky.
Why
Yunhen's fingers were stuck on the beach, and the coldness of the fingertips seemed to freeze the surrounding sand and gravel, sharpening in the palm of his hand.
At this moment, he suddenly understood the despondency and helplessness in Changsun Wuji's eyes that could never go away.
At this moment, he suddenly understood Changsun Wuji's company and letting go of her all the time.
The tide rises and falls, and in the depths of the sea, there is the mysterious and vast call of destiny.
The woman raised her head slightly, and wrote her resolute back in the bright glow that was about to fade away.
The whirling pupils of cloud marks and sparks burst out thousands of stars, all of which landed on the soft shoulders of the woman, with her back resolutely.
… It doesn't matter…
Even if you are a passer-by, even if I am just a passer-by in this period of your life.
It is also better than not leaving any traces in your life.
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At night, the other fishermen who went out to sea to fish all came back. They were all men, and Meng Fuyao was very surprised—there are no women on this island
Old Ashi saw her doubts, and said with a smile: "Women are always there, but our island has bad feng shui, and women don't live long. Many of them died of bleeding when they gave birth, here," he said with his chin Pointing to a strong young man, "A Pomfret is the mother."
Meng Fuyao asked: "Then how to carry on the family?"
"A lot of people have left." Old Ashi said, "When we reached the marriageable age, we went to Fufeng. The rest of us old guys are unwilling to leave and live a miserable life. Pomfret is still young. After two years, Send him out too."
A Pomfret scratched his head and smiled, the black-faced old man glanced at him, pointed to a mud room to Meng Fuyao, and said: "The room where dry goods are stored every day, if you don't think the smell is dirty, please invite that Stay aside."
"One room?" Yunhen asked suddenly, his face turning red.
Meng Fuyao immediately pinched him and said: "It's enough for my brothers to squeeze together, why bother to live separately and disturb others."
She couldn't help but drag the cloud traces, walked happily into the house, and cheered: "Finally, I can sleep without shaking..."
As soon as the door was closed, Yun Hen said: "I think it's better to live on the boat."
"I told Yao Xun Tiecheng to stay on the boat, let the boat sail away, and not get too close to the shore." Meng Fuyao said, "You don't have to put all your eggs in one basket."
"You think there's something wrong with this island?"
"nonsense."
"Go to bed first." Yunhen made the bed for her, "I know you really miss the bed in the ground."
"And you."
"I'm practicing." Without further ado, he sat with his back to her, looking very attentive.
Meng Fuyao sat on the bed, looked at the young man's thin back, and slowly smiled for a while.
She rarely gets along with him alone, and never knew much about him. Now it seems that she is more kind than those guys.
Hmm... In this situation, Zhan Beiye would definitely ask to sleep in bed with her.
Zong Yue would drive her out of bed, and she would sleep on the floor on his bed.
The eldest grandson, Wuji... would probably dislike the stinky and unattractive place here, and drag her to some tree, the beach, or the moon...
Thinking of her eldest grandson Wuji, her smile froze, she sighed, closed her eyes and practiced.
Between things and me, I suddenly heard a strange sound.
The strange thing is that it seems to have sound and it seems to be silent.
It seems to come from the sea far away, misty and invisible. I want to use my brain to find it, but I neglect to see it. So I wonder if it is the voice from the bottom of my heart. If it is as stable as a rock, and if foreign objects do not invade Yuan Shouyi, how can there be a strange sound in my heart
And this voice sounds like a gentle sea tide, like a woman's smiling and whispering ballad, like the calm and low sound of insects in a quiet night, like a joint of flowers blooming ten miles away.
Like everything without any threat, just sounds from nature.
This kind of voice makes people unguarded, just lazily wanting to sleep.
But sleeping is the crisis that should be guarded against the most!
With her martial arts, how could she suddenly want to sleep
Meng Fuyao opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as stars in the darkness, and he said softly: "Yunhen."
Underground Yunhen immediately agreed.
"Do you hear anything?"
"It seems to be..." Yunhen answered uncertainly after a long while, "It's like a woman's cry, like a raging ocean tide, like reptiles crawling out of every corner in a panic, like flowers suddenly disappearing in a far away place. He was cut down by the sword light."
Meng Fuyao was startled.
How could the voices heard by the two people be completely opposite
But with the strength of two people, how could they hear the wrong voice
"Do you feel that there is something abnormal about your internal strength?"
"No."
Meng Fuyao got up and said: "This island is really weird, let's go, don't sleep, go out and play."
"What are you going to do?"
"Picking up people's ancestral graves."
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The small island under the moon is only a few miles in circumference, and it is really easy to walk on it.
The trees on the west side of the island, bathed in the silver light of the moon, looked normal.
Meng Fuyao found a group of tombs in the depths of the woods. There were real tombs, some were new and some were old. Some of the tombs were already tall, obviously old, and the old ones didn't seem to be lying to her.
She squatted in front of the grave and thought, unconsciously pulling the grass on the grave, what should I do? Are you really going to pick up other people's ancestral graves
The grass roots under his hands were very loose, and a large area was picked up with a light tug. Meng Fuyao let out a "Huh", and with a wave of his hand, he picked up a piece of newly planted sod.
She became interested, thinking that this is a fake grave, why make a layer of grass if there is nothing to do? Then I went around the tomb, only to find that it was still a tomb.
Meng Fuyao was depressed.
Is there anything more painful than seeing something wrong but not being able to uncover it as you like
For example, this grave seems suspicious but not suspicious. If you want to see if there is any problem, you have to dig up the grave - no matter how bold and shameless she is, she still can't do such a thing like digging up someone's grave for no reason.
The moonlight shone sadly on the graves in the woods, the grass on the graves rustled, Meng Fuyao squatted on the graves, hesitating.
After a while she said, "Borrow the sword and use it."
Yun Hen handed over the long sword, Meng Fuyao thought it was a Luoyang shovel, estimated the location, and stabbed in with the sword.
"Keng"
Sounds like hitting something hard, stone or iron
Gold coffins are out of the question, but some peoples make coffins out of stone.
At this point, it is okay to barely confirm that there is a coffin inside. However, Meng Fuyao is a curious baby by nature. People who have been here for a long time in turbulent waves have developed a psychological habit of finding out the truth when encountering suspicious things. When I found this strange tomb of a poor fisherman by the sea, it was harder than going to heaven to tell her to stop halfway.
This is a small island shrouded in layers of doubts, fishermen who hesitate to speak, abandoned people from the sky, women who all died violently, strange sounds in the middle of the night, graves that seem real but not real... All these add up to become A mystery that has to be explored.
Meng Fuyao squatted on the tomb, pursed her lips, slightly exerted force on the long sword in her hand, and made a "crack".
This low voice from the tomb under the moonlit night sounds a little creepy, as if something is moving quietly in the tomb.
Meng Fuyao concentrated, moved his wrist lightly, and found the tenon of the sarcophagus completely by feeling, and slowly removed the sarcophagus lid with his sword.
She concentrated on the operation and sighed in her heart—fuck, the production is too unscientific, why are the coffins flipped? How good is the slider
After a while, there was a "click".
Meng Fuyao drew out his sword and stared at the soil on the sword, there was no lime, no rotten water, no rotten tissue, no broken bones, nothing that could prove that there was a corpse in the coffin.
But there was nothing to prove that there was something strange in the coffin.
After thinking about it, she tore off a piece of her skirt, wrapped her hand in it, lay down on the grave, and stretched out her hand.
Yunhen stopped immediately: "I'll do it."
Meng Fuyao shook her head and pushed him away, her fingers vibrated and her palm was like jade, all her real power was in her hands, even sharp teeth couldn't bite through it, and even a big stone couldn't be smashed down, there is no one in the world who can hurt her with one blow This hand thing.
She reached down, into the grave.
Just like the famous two-finger probing of caves by tomb robbers, this kind of action is not only risky, but also requires great courage. People always have a natural fear of unknown things. Who knows what they will encounter when they stretch out their hands
Meng Fuyao has always been fearless, especially the tomb—the most terrifying thing in the world is never a ghost, but a human heart.
Putting his hands in, he felt the soil was soft and moist, which is the characteristic of the seaside soil. The corpses here should be easy to rot. Meng Fuyao decided that as long as he probed into the empty coffin or rotting corpse, he would immediately withdraw his hands.
However, her hand suddenly stopped.
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at the same time.
On the big boat moored by the sea, a group of small white balls stood by the side of the boat and looked at the sea below, squeaking and whining.
After a while, it seemed to have made up its mind, grabbed the rope holding King Kong, and handed it to Kyuubi who was dozing off.
Kyuubi took it in a daze, stuffed it under his butt, and continued to sleep.
Master Yuan Bao looked at it a little worriedly, and slapped it awake.
Kyuubi farted immediately.
Mr. Yuan Bao jumped away in disgust - no matter how sweet it is, that is fart!
It hated iron for being weak and sighed, then looked back at the sea, and finally climbed down the side of the ship and jumped into the sea.
The little white ball swims and swims in the middle of the sea, trying its best to cross the sea that is short in human eyes but as far away as the Pacific Ocean in its eyes.
... Damn, Meng Fuyao is dead! Knowing you, I am a hard worker! Grandpa sacrificed a lot today...
Under the moonlight, the big ship moored on the sea, casting a huge black shadow on the vast sea.
A ball swims hard, leaves the ship and swims to the island.
A light boat came through the waves silently, and stopped silently under the shadow of the big ship.