Qin Ming was galloping in front of the boat, and three hundred witches were chasing after him.
Occasionally in danger, Qin Ming had to rush desperately, but there was a ghost behind him who easily eliminated 'Shuimei'.
After each time, the distance between the two sides began to narrow significantly.
When Qin Ming decided to take Qi Ling, he was already ready to die.
It doesn't matter whether he is in a mess or not, as long as he can escape alive and avoid being chased, he is a victory.
Until the end, never admit defeat, even in the end, never compromise.
Qin Ming gritted his teeth and skimmed across the sea at high speed.
an hour later...
"it's getting dark."
Qin Ming looked at the sky and finally got through. As long as the sky turns dark, the line of sight will be shortened, and the chance of avoiding pursuers will be greater.
The witches in the back are also anxious, who is the other party? No matter how hard you chase, you can't catch up! Seeing that it was getting dark, if it couldn't be blocked, it would be lost. How will they explain to the witch master when they go back
The ghost general 'Shuimei' Liu brows frowned, and he had to think of a way.
Once the target escapes, it is difficult to find it again.
It is very likely that the opponent's hand is really the spirit of the Rage God's Trident. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Not to mention the witch master's heart, she has greed.
"That is… "
As the sky gradually dimmed, there seemed to be a bright light at the end of the line of sight, a very vast piece.
islands? ? Qin Ming sat cross-legged on the bow, took full control of the Skylark, and accelerated.
"There is an island there! As long as he lands on the island, we will have a chance." Shui Mei's eyes finally brightened, and she held up the petals in her hands. The petals were already quiet, and she no longer actively pursued them, indicating that she could not perceive the witch master at all. left traces. However, Shuimei is very aware of the witch master's strength, and also understands the strangeness of the petals. Once it is stained, it will never be completely removed, unless the strength is close to the witch master, or exceeds the witch master.
She firmly believed that the man still had marks on his body, and as long as he was within a certain range, the petals could be awakened again.
Shuimei snorted coldly in her heart, go to the island! ! Landing on the island! ! Come to the island for me! As long as you go to the island and search collectively with three hundred petals, you won't be found if you don't believe it! I want to see what kind of character you are!
A witch suddenly said: "That should be Yinguang Island. The Xuanbing Sect on the island is a vassal of the Qingming Witch Lord. We can ask them for help."
"Don't disturb them, let alone the purpose of our coming here." The matter of the spirit is very important, and if it is leaked, it will easily cause chaos. Even inside the witch hall, the flower burial witch master does not want to share it with other witch masters.
When it was completely dark, Qin Ming approached the island. It was a very huge island, brightly lit and full of people. There were more than a dozen huge ships docked by the pier, and there were constant shouts from the boats and boats.
The lively atmosphere can be felt from far away.
Qin Ming looked back at the pursuers, but they were no longer in sight. But it's not that the distance is far away, it's that it's getting dark and the line of sight is shortening.
The white tiger cheered up and prepared to dock. It has had enough of tossing at sea for so long.
Qin Ming bit his lip, rolled his eyes, and held down the white tiger, motioning it to keep quiet.
Um? Baihu looked at him strangely.
"Hush..." Qin Ming drove the Skylark to slow down and approached the pier, but he didn't land on the island or alarm anyone, but sneaked into the darkness and sailed around the edge of the island.
When the three hundred witches approached the island, Qin Ming had already circled to the other side of the island, gritted his teeth, raised his breath, and controlled the Skylark to gallop away, disappearing into the dark sea. "Play on your own, I won't serve you anymore. If you can't get rid of you, I'll admit it."
The pier is already buzzing.
"Is that... from the Witch Palace?"
"Witch Palace? Really, why are they here?"
"So many people? What's going to happen?"
"These seem to be the witches who buried the Flower Witch Lord? Why did they come here? Didn't the Xuanbing Sect submit to the Qingming Witch Lord?"
Someone on the island immediately noticed the group of blood-clothed people, took a closer look, and found that they were all women, and immediately thought of their identities—the witches under the command of the Nine Great Witch Lords 'Buying Flower Witch Lord'!
There was a commotion at the pier, and the people on the giant ship tried their best to avoid it, not daring to show their faces.
Although the Temple of the Witch is the overlord of the Sea of Samsara, its prestige here is not weak at all. It is like the messenger of death, and the color changes when talking about it. No one would dare to provoke them easily, especially those idle people who have no background and no sect. In the eyes of Wudian, they are like chickens, dogs and livestock, slaughtered at will.
"Spread out! Land on the island from different piers, surround the island, and look for the target." Shui Mei looked at the bustling island and ordered coldly.
"Yes!" All the witches should agree.
"Wait!!" Lin Yunhan suddenly stopped.
"Mr. Lin, what suggestion do you have?" Shui Mei was delicate and beautiful, but her temperament was colder than that of the shaman.
"What if he doesn't land on the island?"
"Um?"
Lin Yunhan went to the pier first, and asked the people here: "Did you see anyone landing on the island before the half stick of incense?"
"Before half a stick of incense? Didn't notice."
"How many people? Just one? Then how can you notice it?"
"The pier is in such a mess, and it's getting dark again. There are too many people boarding and disembarking. It's a mess. No one can see clearly."
"What's special about him? No? Then how can I remember."
People on the pier shook their heads, you don't even know what you look like, how do we recognize it
The witches couldn't understand him: "Mr. Lin, did you ask something? Hehe, if I were being followed, I would definitely not go to the island ostentatiously. Unless, my head was flooded."
Lin Yunhan ignored their ridicule: "If he is very strong, he can't keep running like this. Since he is not strong enough, he should understand what will happen if he is caught. If he lands on this island, he will face two endings, one counterattack , kill the pursuers one by one, one is trapped on the island!"
A witch retorted: "There is another possibility. He is tired and can't escape anymore. He has to go to the island to rest. The island is very large and the environment is complicated. He doesn't necessarily have to fight back, and he doesn't necessarily have to be killed." If you are sleepy, you may hide to cultivate yourself, and continue to flee after dawn."
Another witch also said: "The ocean at night is the most dangerous. All kinds of sea beasts are infested. He is tired after fleeing for so long, and dare not cross the sea at night. Also, he thinks he has cleared the traces on his body. We I can't catch him anymore, so hiding is the best choice."
Lin Yunhan said: "There are all kinds of possibilities, so I suggest that the troops be divided into two groups. One way is to go to the island to search, and the other way is to continue to search in the sea."
Shui Mei said coldly: "If he didn't land on the island, which direction would he go? Not sure about the direction, how do you find it?"
"This... luck..."
"Hmph!!" The girl who retorted snorted coldly, and she has been displeased with Lin Yunhan for the past few days. She is the direct disciple of the ghost general Shuimei, Yi Xueer, who has also been trained by the witch master, and is likely to be promoted to the position of ghost general in the future, but the witch master wants to promote Yun Han? Or the disciple of another witch master! How can she accept it.
"I'm just suggesting that the generals will be the ones to decide." Lin Yunhan didn't dare to make mistakes, and bowed his hands and clasped his fists.
Yi Xueer said: "Master, go to the island as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome for that person to hide. We are not sure if he has friends on this island, or other hidden powers."
The other witches agreed with Yixue Er's opinion.
Shui Mei looked at the island, then looked back at the ocean under the night, and pondered for a while: "Two hundred people followed me to the island. Yi Xueer and Lin Yunhan each led fifty people, bypassed the island, and continued to track forward. "
"Master..."
"Let's go!!" Shui Mei's order was unquestionable, and she personally arranged for 200 people to disperse to different docks on the island and search the island.
With frost on her face, Yi Xueer cast a cold glance at Lin Yunhan, counted her fifty people together, and left the pier.
"Junior Sister Xue'er..." Lin Yunhan put on a smile and followed in a boat.
"Who is your junior sister? I entered the witch palace earlier than you. I, the third heaven, you, the second heaven!"
"Okay, Senior Sister Xue'er. I have no malicious intentions. It's all for this operation and for the Witch Lord." Lin Yunhan smiled lightly, showing weakness, but his eyes flashed coldly, bitch, shameless.
Yixue'er didn't like his tricks, let alone give him a good look. She gave an order and disappeared into the darkness around the pier.
The fifty witches behind Lin Yunhan followed him reluctantly with indifferent expressions. Our maiden who buried the flower boat actually wanted someone else's command, not to mention that Lin Yunhan is only a first-tier martial artist.
Lin Yunhan didn't care, I did what I should do, said what I should say, if something happened or I couldn't find my target, I can't blame me.