Among the fleets lined up was a treasure ship belonging to the king of Fankuni Island.
The fat king holding a pigeon egg and a large pearl in his hand, wrapped in luxurious woven gold satin, was lovingly rubbing and watching the reward. The servants next to him spoke coquettishly, and there were some royal children who had come to gain knowledge. Drink from a golden cup.
That fine wine is something I just bought from the sea market. I don't need to drink it. The mellow fragrance it emits is enough to be intoxicating.
The maid held the cup and was about to persuade him to drink, but the king's expression changed: "Nonsense, I won't wake up after drinking for three days and three nights. The sea has been so long, how can you be so careless?"
The maid lowered her head and removed the jug.
The maid next to her couldn't wait to occupy her original position, to please King Fan. There was a hint of impatience in her lowered eyes. She quietly held the jug and moved to the cabin for proper storage.
As soon as she left the sight of King Fan, there was someone who looked like a samurai to cover her whereabouts.
Behind the wooden ladder in the cabin, a tall man stood silently.
"Lord." The maid was shocked and hurriedly fell to her knees.
Bo Yuntian turned around, his right eye had twin pupils, glowing faintly in the dark, especially terrifying.
"Lord, are we going to do it overnight?" the maid asked cautiously.
"How many people are there?"
The maid understood and said confidently: "Don't worry, the lord, it's enough for your orders. The subordinates and others have concealed their identities. These mortals come to the mirage every year, disguising themselves as their guards. Check it out."
Bo Yuntian said coldly: "Tomorrow, I will try to sail and leave the sea market."
"What, what?"
The maids were stunned, they had worked so hard to get in, wasn't it just to solve the group of people from the Central Plains? Even if it doesn't work, give them some trouble.
"Lord, you... didn't you say that the most important thing is to destroy the trust of the Central Plains cultivator and Liang Yange, and make them turn their faces?" Why did the plan die before it was implemented
Bo Yuntian glanced at her, who immediately fell silent.
As the owner of Yuanlou, Bo Yuntian didn't have the good intentions to explain to these subordinates who were under his control. If it wasn't for their usefulness, Bo Yuntian would have left them and let them fend for themselves.
"Sail south and wait for me here."
Bo Yuntian unfolded the chart, waved his finger lightly, and left a mark on it.
"We... are all?"
"Um."
"Subordinates obey."
The maid bowed her head respectfully and said, a slight cool breeze brushed her cheeks. When she looked up again, she found that there was no trace of Bo Yuntian in the cabin. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and then worried about Zhong Zhong.
This female cultivator was barely one of Bo Yuntian's confidants in Yuanlou. She had seen all the big battles. Even if Liang Yange forced Yuanlou to retreat in the East China Sea, she would not take it seriously.
But just now, she really felt that Bo Yuntian no longer regarded them as useful subordinates.
There is no proper dispatch, do not explain the situation, just let them wait...
"Did the lord find something?" A Yuanlou cultivator came over and asked.
"Maybe." The female cultivator replied perfunctorily.
Even if she noticed that something was wrong, she didn't dare to say it. Bo Yuntian had her soul imprisoned, and she would die on the spot as long as she activated the spell.
Yuanlou is just a bunch of poor worms.
The female cultivator thought with a self-deprecating thought that others could still see the wind, so they could only smash into the rocks with the boat.
***
Bo Yuntian did find something.
It is not appropriate to say that it was discovered, but in fact, after hearing the mystery of Bo Jiucheng's past and present life, Bo Yuntian's heart moved, and he quickly guessed all the people he knew.
-Bo Jiucheng will not make up lies to deceive him, nor dare to do so.
The only thing he remembered for two lifetimes was his own son. If it was a subordinate or an enemy, Bo Yuntian would never allow that guy to keep a low profile and keep a low profile, and then hold him back at a critical moment.
Strange to say, Bo Yuntian really thought of a wrong person: Mr. Ghost Clam.
Yuanlou can get the money, and of course he can enter the mirage. The demon mussels don't care about anything, only the ghost mussels are still young and conscientiously busy.
Bo Yuntian has met with ghost clam quite a few times, so he is not unfamiliar.
He remembered that about twenty years ago, the ghost clam suddenly became irritable.
The impatient director, no matter how many things are sold in the mirage, speaks yin and yang.
The ghost clam usually prides himself on his ability and looks down on the idleness of his fellow clan. He has always been attentive to the sea market and takes care of it in an orderly manner. This sudden change is an abnormality in itself.
Who would be interested in a clam
Especially a guy who was dazzled by love, and his heart was full of mussels. Bo Yuntian had never suspected ghost clams before, but now it seems that this change is also famous
Bo Yuntian desperately needs an ally, someone who can help him out of his predicament.
The ghost clam is only capable of transforming into a god, but there are countless clam demons standing behind him, not to mention one Liang Yange, ten more, and they are not the opponents of the Nanhai clam demon.
Bo Yuntian abandoned his son, gave up the plan to intercept the monks in the Central Plains, secretly came to the mirage, and waited for an opportunity in secret.
Finally let him realize the secret of the ghost clam—
***
A few tortoises hurried forward along the current.
The ghost clam lying on the back of the turtle, standing upright, was so angry.
"...These bastards." The ghost clam roared angrily, "When things come to an end, they will regret it!"
Under the seat, the tortoise crooked its neck and wanted to remind the owner that "you are the only one who likes snow mussels". Even if the beautiful woman's shell is broken and her cultivation is ruined, it is actually not a big deal. .
"Then Chen He Langzi's ambition, when he was still a loose cultivator, he entered the Yuanlou from nowhere. Although Yuanlou is not a good thing, after all, he did not treat him badly, did he?"
The tortoise shell thought dumbfounded, who is this Chen He, why haven't I heard of it.
Ling Turtle slandered, our master is stupid, when did Yuanlou take in the monks? Don't you use the monks as slaves
There are not so many vicious monks in the sea. There are many monks in Yuanlou. Some of them are really villains, while others are on the way to snatch the spiritual grass magic weapon with others.
The clever monk asked to join Yuanlou, and the stupid one was killed by Yuanlou.
This can only be said to be helpless, and it is true that there is no way out, but it is not wrong to treat it badly, whether it is to live to be a lackey for Yuanlou, or to die happily, this is what a person knows.
"As a result, he was ungrateful, Yuanlou promoted him again and again, and Bo Jiucheng believed him very seriously, and even brought him to the mirage, and within a few years - Bo Jiucheng was half dead."
The ghost clam said cathartic.
Twenty years ago, when he woke up, he found that back then, these words had been smothered in his heart.
The South China Sea was far away from the Central Plains, the monsters were enjoying themselves, and the ghost clams hated Chen He deeply, but when they saw the unscathed snow clams, they immediately became grateful to Heaven and put their hatred aside.
Because he broke the meat and did the math, it was still early.
The ghost clams tried their best to court Xue clams, and the abacus slapped loudly—when they were deeply in love, like glue, and then he told all the twists and turns, could Xue clams help him
The beauty of Xue Clam is very prestigious among the Nanhai Clam Monsters. When the time comes, she will come forward, and her words will be much easier to say. Keeping it can teach Chen He to come to the South China Sea and not go back to the Central Plains!
I was also careless last time, otherwise—
"Bo Jiucheng almost died on the spot, Yuan Ying escaped, Yuanlou Bo Yuntian was so capable, but he couldn't save his son, and watched Bo Jiucheng dragged on for hundreds of years and died of serious injuries." Gui Clam said gloating.
Business is business, and he doesn't look down on the young master of Yuanlou.
The tortoises were curious at first, but they were completely confused.
"Master, isn't Bo Jiucheng still alive? I never heard that the young master of Yuanlou is dead!"
"What do you know?" Ghost Clam shouted, "This is fate, something that hasn't happened yet!"
The tortoise shell murmured: "If 'Chen He' refers to the cultivator who looked like a teenager, I don't understand why he chose to take refuge in Yuanlou. Isn't his brother a Mahayana demon cultivator?"
"… "
Ghost clams are blocked.
He lived in the South China Sea in his previous life, and later went ashore to take revenge in the Central Plains. All he heard were the stories of Venerable Li Yan, and he knew almost nothing about Chen He's past. Whether Chen He had a senior brother or not, this clam was also confused.
"Besides, Bo Yuntian is not a big-hearted person. If his son is dead, doesn't he want to trouble him?" Ling Turtle B paddled on the water and said leisurely, "Speaking of Yuanlou and the Central Plains Demon Xiu are facing each other. , it was the Central Plains cultivator who had the accident, why did the beauty of Xuebeng suffer?"
"Hmph, how do you know the trick."
The ghost clam's dark complexion was even worse, and his heart was sullen: "I don't need to say more, now those bastards don't believe me, I can only rely on me for the safety of the beauty, arresting Xia Xiushan or even arresting Tong Xiaozhen is just to vent their anger, really want to What we do is still to draw wages from the bottom of the pot, as long as the beauty does not see him, and he does not set foot in the South China Sea again, this crisis can be eliminated."
"Master is wise." The tortoises said immediately.
The ghost clam was triumphant, completely unaware that the tortoises winked at each other, "Do you understand?" "I don't know, I think it makes sense." "That's right, the master is smarter."
Relying on his cultivation, the ghost clam was far away from the mirage. There were no other spiritual monsters here, so he sold the news without hesitation: "Although the Qiantan and Tilian are still immature, in order to avoid Chen He in the future So come to the South China Sea to make waves and destroy this thing."
After speaking, he took a heartache and gasped: "You guys said, it would be great if you could keep it and let me and the beauty be served together. It's really abominable!"