Guihai Sect is surrounded by the sea and is a huge island isolated offshore. There are some islands of different sizes connected around it, and the disciples of Guihai Sect are selected from the fishermen's children on these islands.
Sea beasts and sea monsters are rampant in the sea. Guihai Sect disciples usually kill sea beasts to ensure peace in all directions, which is very popular among the people in this sea area. These fishermen's children are also proud to practice martial arts in Guihai Sect.
Because they often fight against sea beasts and monsters, the folk customs here are also very fierce. At night, when the fishermen have nothing to do, they like to light bonfires. Men and women hold hands, grill fish and dance around the bonfire.
In order to welcome Junior Sister Yu, a guest from afar, Zhang Qing organized dozens of disciples from the Guihai Sect to go out together to have fun with the fishermen at the bonfire feast.
Wang Dong, who was dragged here by force, was grilling sea fish, and from time to time he looked at the dozens of Guihai Sect disciples who were holding hands and dancing happily. Perhaps, this is also the reason why Zhang Qing dragged Wang Dong to attend the bonfire banquet.
"Junior Brother Wang, is the fish ready?" Zhang Qing asked as he stopped dancing.
"The fish is ready."
Wang Dong whispered and handed a grilled fish to Zhang Qing.
Zhang Qing quickly took the grilled fish, held the grilled fish stick, and came to Junior Sister Yu as if offering a treasure. He smiled affectionately and said: "Junior Sister Yu, try it. This grilled fish is a major feature of our Guihai Island. .”
Junior Sister Jun looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of the bonfire, and she replied sweetly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang."
After a while, everyone finished sharing the grilled fish and sat down together. Then they all looked at Wang Dong with a joking look.
Because the grilled fish at the bonfire banquet tonight was not too much or too little, each person got just one piece, but Wang Dong's was the only one missing. It should be Zhang Qing's intention to humiliate Wang Dong.
As expected, Zhang Qing exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Junior Brother Wang, I'm so sorry. I originally prepared enough sea fish, but I didn't expect Junior Sister Yu to come too, so I had to give your piece to Junior Sister Yu. You shouldn't blame me. Bar?".
Junior Sister Yu giggled and covered her mouth while the other disciples burst into laughter. The laughter was particularly weird and harsh.
"No, of course not..." Wang Dong was embarrassed. How could he not understand? This bonfire banquet was originally prepared by Zhang Qing for Junior Sister Yu, so how could he not have expected that Junior Sister Yu would also come.
"It's just hard work for you to roast so many sea fish." Zhang Qing said with a joking expression and rolled his eyes: "How about this, the sixth junior brother happened to bring a sword today, so you can use his sword to catch a fish in the sea. , bake it yourself and eat it.”
'Bang! '
The sixth junior brother was the man with the deer head and rat eyes who had been mocking Wang Dong during the day. With a swipe of his hand, the sword from his waist had been taken off, and it was inserted directly between Wang Dong's legs with a clang.
"You..." Wang Dong screamed in anger, just a little bit away from saving his own life.
"What? Junior Brother Wang, you don't want to?" Zhang Qing and Sixth Junior Brother looked at Wang Dong with twinkling eyes. As long as Wang Dong dared to say no, they were afraid that they would get violent and hurt someone.
"Yes, yes." Wang Dong extinguished his anger, took a deep breath, stood up, pulled the sword out of the sand, and walked towards the seaside.
"Ha ha… "
The disciples of the Guihai Sect couldn't help but laugh when they saw Wang Dong struggling to get the sword from the sand.
Junior sister Yu couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. She thought that the son of the jade-faced man must be a dragon or a phoenix among men, but she didn't know that he was the son of a tiger father.
Seeing that Wang Dong had taken off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and stepped into the sea water, Zhang Qing winked at the sixth junior brother, who immediately smiled sinisterly and nodded, obviously understanding.
Immediately, the sixth junior brother with a deer head and rat eyes jumped up, reached behind Wang Dong very quickly, and kicked Wang Dong's vest violently.
"Help, help, I can't swim. Help me..."
Wang Dong was kicked into the deep sea area and desperately called for help. In the past few years, his body and bones were weak. He relied on the soul power of the Guihai Sect leader to save his life. He could only walk independently after the age of five. How dare he be surrounded by sea beasts? How about learning to swim in the sea
"That loser knows he's scared..."
"Haha, I'm even more afraid that I don't know how many mouthfuls of sea water I have eaten!"
Dozens of Guihai Sect disciples were mocking and laughing on the shore.
Wang Dong, whose eyes were already hazy after taking a few mouthfuls of sea water, looked at the mocking and laughing Guihai Sect disciples on the shore, and felt inexplicable grief and anger in his heart. After all, he had been with the same sect for more than ten years, how could these people be so ruthless? , kicked himself into the sea, and watched himself drowned in the water...
"Senior Brother Zhang, will something happen to him?" After all, Junior Sister Yu was from her daughter's family. When she saw Wang Dong shouting and struggling in the water, she suddenly had a bad feeling and shouted in fear.
"Hmph, if the master is willing to lose those soul powers into my body, my strength may have already entered the realm of a martial artist." Zhang Qing watched Wang Dong slowly sinking and said fiercely: "I wish he would come soon Go to hell. Although I don't dare to kill him with the support of my master, I can't get rid of the bad breath in my heart without letting him suffer more. Huh, let him drink a few mouthfuls of sea water first, and wait until the sixth junior brother goes to fish it out. He comes up."
Zhang Qing's words revealed endless resentment. For Wang Dong, he wanted to put him to death if possible.
Because the realm of warriors in Jiuzhou Mainland is divided into martial arts disciples, warriors, martial arts masters, martial arts masters, martial ancestors, martial kings, martial saints, etc... Zhang Qing has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and because of his family background, he has already become a ninth-level martial arts disciple, and is only one step away from the door. You can break through to the warrior realm with just your feet.
If the leader of the Guihai Sect was willing to lose his soul power to Zhang Qing to save Wang Dong's life, I am afraid that Zhang Qing would have been able to reach the sky in one step and enter the realm of a warrior who can crack monuments and rocks and release his soul power.
Therefore, Zhang Qing always believed that he and Wang Dong were both descendants of the three heroes of Guihai, but the Guihai sect leader treated one favorably and the other, and did not hesitate to spend several years of soul power to save Wang Dong's life. Wang Dong, a loser, took away the resources that should have belonged to him.
"Okay, let's get him up."
Seeing that Wang Dong had sunk into the sea for a moment, Zhang Qing's resentment was more or less released, and then he said coldly.
Upon hearing this, the Sixth Junior Brother immediately followed the instructions and went into the sea to fish Wang Dong, who was all wet, to the shore. After throwing the drowned and unconscious Wang Dong to the ground, he exclaimed: "What is this?"
After the voice finished, the sixth junior brother pointed his hand at Wang Dong's right hand. In his right hand, Wang Dong was holding a rusty knife with a broken tip. He leaned over and pulled it twice, but was stunned that he couldn't move from Wang Dong. Pull it out.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Qing stepped forward and stepped on Wang Dong's chest, - Poof...
Wang Dong spat out a mouthful of stagnant seawater, but he was still unconscious.
A sneer curled up at the corner of Zhang Qing's mouth, and he said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a broken knife? What a fuss! This broken knife is just like this tattered waste and cannot be cultivated. His vitality is not broken, don't worry about him, let's go."
Zhang Qing gave the order and took Junior Sister Yu and Yangchen away with a group of Guihai Sect disciples.
He left Wang Dong alone and threw him on the beach. He was unconscious for a long time.
As time passed, until late at night, all the fishermen participating in the bonfire feast on the coast also dispersed. Except for Wang Dong, who was lying unconscious on the ground, there was no one on the beach.
The beach is lonely and the sea breeze is cold.
"Hehe... finally landed."
Suddenly, a strange and eerie voice suddenly sounded on Wang Dong, but Wang Dong still fell into a deep coma and never woke up. Obviously the owner of the voice was not Wang Dong.
However, the broken sword in his hand seemed to come to life. It broke away from his hand on its own initiative, and then turned into a dazzling white light and entered his body instantly...
(End of chapter)