Sweat oozes out and slowly slides down.
His fingers clenched Shi Feng's shoulders tightly, even leaving a clear red mark.
A storm that lasted for two days had just passed at sea. The deck outside the cabin was covered with rain, the sails were soaked, and the heavy slumped on the mast, waiting for the boatman to slowly pull it off.
The wind and waves have not subsided, and the atmosphere on the ship is stagnant.
Everyone's eyes swept to and fro in the sea, lest a monster suddenly appear.
After encountering Wu Xuanniao and Evil Territory, the next ten-odd days of voyage were safe and sound. This made Zhan Yuanqiu murmur in his heart: Yuanlou should have a backer, but now that he has disappeared, I am afraid that the situation is not good, so he decided to withdraw.
Zhan Yuanqiu came from a loose cultivation background and had seen many battles.
- In this way, make a decisive decision, get out and leave, it seems that Bo Yuntian is also a powerful character.
"Put down the sails and ignore other flags."
Crossing the storm-riddled sea means arriving at a mirage.
The closer you get to your destination, the busier the sea becomes.
Those who can go to the mirage are definitely not ordinary people. The boats are strong and firm one by one. The sculptures decorated on the bow are luxurious, ivory, and the skeletons of deep-sea creatures, which are inlaid with various precious gems and glittering.
Some of the seven-to-eight-foot-high treasure ships were comparable to palace pavilions, and even the monks looked straight at them.
Compare the height of the deck of the ship, and then look at the ship you are on.
"This is really..." The magic cultivators shook their heads one after another, completely forgetting their satisfaction when they first saw the ship.
Venerable Splitting Heaven saw everyone's greedy look, and said coldly: "What's the use of Dan Nai, do you want to be a target? If you like it, go to the mirage with all your belongings to buy one, and go by yourself when you go back."
All the demon cultivators quickly shook their heads, what a joke, Yuanlou was still eyeing them, and besides, why did they buy boats, they didn't come to settle in the South China Sea!
Although the cultivator would not get seasick, it was not safe to be so swaying at sea all day long.
"I don't know when the ship will land." Someone was looking forward to it.
"Ah, there's a bigger ship ahead!"
Someone in the bow of the boat screamed in surprise, and the magic cultivators looked around and were all scared.
When sailing at sea, the first thing you see is the shadow of the sails in the distance, and then you can gradually see the hull of the ship. In the distance, the "building ship" is majestic, like a palace.
How big and how tall is this ship
"Haha, there are actually a bunch of bumpkins."
Everyone glared, and found that it was someone on another boat next to them.
"Take a telescopic mirror and have a good eye-opener." The man was covered in jewels, fat and arrogant.
Venerable Splitting Sky couldn't stand it any longer and snorted, "It's not a boat, it's a mirage."
As the distance slowly approached, the demon cultivators finally saw the thick white mist floating around the pavilions and pavilions, like a fairyland.
"Where did the poor come from, can you find the real sea market?" Fatty looked at the unpretentious boat here and said disdainfully.
Due to the presence of the Venerable, the demon cultivators held back their anger and watched the boat pass by smoothly and sail towards the mirage.
Zhan Yuanqiu felt strange, why has everyone's temper improved today? He turned his head and found that Venerable Splitting Heaven was waiting for him to speak, as was the Yuzhou Demon Cultivator, and the others did not dare to say anything.
Zhan Yuanqiu's heart is filled with subtlety that everyone looks at their faces and acts.
Well, it doesn't feel bad.
Although the confusion has become like this, Zhan Yuanqiu still has to explain a thing or two out loud, otherwise these people will hold their breath, and they will blame him again when the incident is imminent. Of course, Zhan Yuanqiu will not let such a thing happen.
"The situation in the South China Sea is complicated, and Yuanlou doesn't know where he is lurking. More things are worse than less things."
"That's right, you all give this seat a place." Venerable Splitting Sky said immediately.
The demon cultivators had no choice but to swallow this breath into their stomachs, listlessly agreeing.
A few people who are good at flattering him said in a hurry: "The venerable master has insight and insight, and the national teacher has a high-sighted vision. I can't wait."
Zhan Yuanqiu: …
He closed his eyes to hide his complicated emotions, and asked casually, "The mirage is coming, can you go and summon the Gorefiend and Young Master Chen?"
"No need!"
Unexpectedly, this time Venerable Sky Splitter made up his mind.
Zhan Yuanqiu looked at his senior brother in astonishment, only to hear Venerable Splitting Sky say: "This fog is formed by the mirage spit out by the sea monster clam. The real mirage is hidden in the fog. When everyone gets out of the cabin, you can't see the mirage. Otherwise, the light ones will lose their consciousness, and the serious ones will bleed to death due to the disorder of the seven orifices."
"Ah? Venerable, what about our ship?"
"Driving into the fog, the South Sea Demon Xiu will pick you up."
If the clam demon feels that the people on this boat are not worthy to buy their own things, they will expel the boat.
"That's it." Everyone sighed.
Seeing that Venerable Splitting Heaven left first, they also followed, and no one wanted to make fun of their own lives.
Hearing the noisy movement across the cabin, Shi Feng's eyes suddenly became clearer.
He gently stretched out his hand to embrace Chen He who was on his body, and the sweaty skin fit together without any gap.
Chen He was a bit absurd. When he was drowsy, he nibbled on Shi Feng's neck and chest in an unruly manner. Now, there are bruised red marks everywhere, plus the fingerprints on his shoulders. In the dark cabin, it was faint. chubby.
Shi Feng wiped the sweat off Chen He's face, who opened his eyes slightly, but was a little dazed because he was indulging in pleasure.
After a long while, Chen He woke up, and he turned his head to kiss Shi Feng's elbow.
That licking, slightly itchy and ambiguous.
Shi Feng took a deep breath, barely restrained himself, and said in a low voice, "The boat is about to arrive, get up."
"Who said that..." Chen He originally grabbed Shi Feng's arm with both hands, but when he stopped, he couldn't hold it anymore, and swayed and lay down on Shi Feng's shoulder.
Man whispered.
The man above, trembling, tried to sit up straight again.
Shi Feng immediately got up and pressed Chen He's back to prevent him from moving.
"You...why are you like this." Shi Feng's voice was slightly hoarse, and he covered Chen He completely in his arms.
The noise in the cabin was louder than before.
shortness of breath.
Chen He struggled for a while but did not let go of the shackles. He just frowned. The boat swayed with the wind and waves, and the toss made him twitch.
He dazedly reached out and touched Feng's face.
- Shi Feng's slightly curved eyes are even more beautiful than the splendid tangerine pears. This kind of look will never be seen on weekdays. It was stuck into strands, and some of them were still attached to his arms, and even landed on Chen He's chest.
Just like what Mirage Pearl remembered.
Chen He was satisfied, this was what he wanted and what he got.
When he saw Shi Feng gradually showing this attitude, he was almost intoxicated, his knees and legs were weak and swaying, but fortunately, the storm broke out, and Shi Feng didn't notice this gaffe.
Shi Feng bowed his head and passed Zhen Yuan to Chen He.
When their lips and teeth touched, they both struggled slightly. Shi Feng was surprised by Chen He's strength, and Chen He was reluctant to let go.
When the inner breath settled down and everything returned to calm, Shi Feng pressed Chen He's eyebrows with his fingers, guided the true essence he had just obtained from the double cultivation, and temporarily sealed the mirage bead inside.
"Huh?" Chen He looked at his senior brother dully and blankly.
"After going out, recall Shi Zhonghuo, protect the Zifu Lingtai, and don't use Mirage Beads until you leave the Mirage."
Chen He stared at Shi Feng absently, as if he heard it, but he didn't know what was going on.
"...The 10,000-year-old Mirage Pearl will attract the attention of the clam demon." Shi Feng could only remind again.
In fact, if the monster mussels that spit out the mirage are of a different gender from the thousand-year-old mirage bead that Chen He obtained, the mirage at sea will change instinctively, and "the scene that Chen He wants most" will appear. will make this happen.
"Forget it, go to sleep." Shi Feng gave up and said serious business to his unconscious junior brother.
Chen He shook his head.
He approached so recklessly, Shi Feng stopped breathing, and after a while, he stood up and let Chen He lie back on the couch.
"Senior brother... You don't let me use mirage beads, what should I do if I forget you?" Chen He asked in a low voice.
He was exhausted, so sleepy that he didn't want to open his eyes, the grief of his limbs and the satisfaction of his inner breath were all absurd results.
"Even if you forget me, it's still you." Shi Feng said softly.
"I shouldn't... If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't..." Chen He muttered angrily.
Shi Feng re-arranged his clothes for him, and gently persuaded him, "Brother will be here, always here."
"Well."
"Even if you don't remember, you won't leave."
Chen He didn't say a word. After a while, his breath turned evenly, and he fell asleep while leaning against Shi Feng's arms.
Shi Feng untied the formation to isolate the sound, and threw a talisman at random to wipe out the strange smell in the cabin. He also cleaned up the mess of clothes and beds, as if nothing had happened.
Shi Feng closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the strange color at the corner of his eyebrows quickly disappeared and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after, there was another noise outside the cabin.
"The fog is imminent, everyone leave the deck... Leave the rudder alone!"
Soon, the sound of water waves hitting the side of the boat became the only movement. The boat entered the thick fog and was drifting along the water. All the demons were apprehensive, and they only listened carefully to the movements outside.
Venerable Split Sky snorted and looked at the next door suspiciously: Shi Feng just used the talisman? The fluctuation of spiritual power is a bit wrong, what is the purpose of sweeping the cabin with a talisman? Don't you have to clean up the place where you lived before getting off the ship
Zhan Yuanqiu didn't have such a high level of cultivation, so he would be happy if he didn't find out, otherwise, if he guessed some clues, the national teacher's brows would be twisted into knots again.
"boom."
The ship seemed to hit the reef and jolted heavily.
The monks above Nascent Soul opened their eyes at the same time, and they felt that it was not a rock, but a clam shell the size of a grinding disc.
In this sea area, there are obviously countless clam monsters hidden, and the feeling of falling into the monster beast's lair is really uncomfortable.