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The first thousand three hundred and sixty-two chapters of the sea of ??mist(1/2)

Not long after we left the coast, a group of demonic paths had appeared on the beach.

He was shouting at us who were leaving indignantly:

"They ran away..."

"Hurry, look for the boat quickly, you must not let them leave..."

“…”

The sound kept ringing, but we had already driven a lot.

Inside the main hall, Yan Xiao also noticed something was wrong.

Instinctively told him that perhaps it was not just some decent people who were detained this time.

So, I went to the room to check it out.

Let’s see if Murong Yan and I are still there?

As a result, after checking, I found that the room where I was already empty, so where is there anyone else?

Yan Xiao also received the news and the information about the murder of the beauty aunt.

The whole person was furious in an instant. He was drinking and instantly crushed his glass.

He said furiously:

"Photograph the sirens and capture the prince immediately..."

The first time the disciple who reported to him was so angry, he was so scared that he trembled all over.

Don't dare to neglect, and respond quickly:

"As for orders, leader!"

After saying that, he quickly retreated.

Speaking of us, after leaving Ghost Eye Island.

After a while, he entered a fog.

The sight distance is no more than ten meters.

Moreover, the water flow below becomes very chaotic.

If ordinary fishermen and boats come here, they will inevitably be lost here.

Fortunately, Ding Wuji left us a chart leaving here, as well as special pointing needles and detailed data about this sea.

And on these three ships, there are several fellow Taoists, all from coastal sects.

Proficient in navigation and ship driving, with nautical charts and this special pointing needle, they can find a way to leave in this fog.

Because in the sea of ​​fog, the distance of sight is very short.

So, we are not afraid of being followed.

The sea is vast, and those demonic paths, who knows the route we are taking?

Only waves of waves keep rising and falling.

Everyone leaned on the boat to rest. It took at least ten days to return to the Central Plains.

Therefore, there must be an energetic body.

Otherwise, you can survive in this sea of ​​food and drink.

Soon, half a day passed.

It's dawn, but even dawn.

The surroundings are also covered in white, and there is still no distance.

There was a little food on the boat, but there were too many people and there was not enough food at all.

Everyone can only lie on the boat, or suck spiritual power to minimize consumption.

I lay on the bow of the boat and looked around.

Think about the past two years, I have been in a daze, spending endless pain and darkness.

Now, I'm going back.

In my heart, I was very fascinated.

Murong Yan is next to me. She has a physical body and is not afraid of the sun.

It was just that under the sun, it looked a little pale and bloodless.

But in my eyes, she is still so beautiful.

No matter whether she is a human or a ghost, a demon or a corpse.

She has been waiting for me for three hundred years, and now I am reincarnated, and I will love her more with my life.

I held her hand and a warm smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Murong Yan didn't say anything, but looked at me happily.

But at this moment, a vague bow suddenly appeared behind the left side of the fog.

A fellow man who was observing at the stern of the boat suddenly shouted:

"Not good, there are other ships approaching us..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked back.

When I saw this, I found that there was a boat approaching behind me.

And the speed is obviously faster than us, but there is no sound. It is far different from our boat and will make a "buzzing" engine roar.

I looked back and found that the ship was much larger than ours.

It is as long as thirty or forty meters and four or five meters above the water surface.

The bow of the ship is even marked with ghost eyes.

Seeing this, the three colleagues on the boat stood up one after another.

This is not a joke. The ship of the Ghost Eye Demon Dao chased after it. Once it was entangled or caught, it was not what anyone wanted to see.

"Quick, start the motor with all your might..."

A fellow Taoist suddenly spoke, and the motor sound became more manic.

The "buzzing" sounds are constantly coming.

Even the "waving" tide sound is hard to cover up.

But even so, our speed is still not fast enough.

Because every person on the boat is overcrowded.

At the speed, it is obviously slower than the other party.

If I were just like Ding Wuji, only Murong Yan and I escaped, we might not be caught up.

However, there is no possibility.

Because, I will not give up on these fellow students.

Since you can't escape, then fight.

The other fellow Taoists also found that they could not escape and shouted:

"Even if I die, I don't want to be caught and be a mouse."

"Yes, the hygiene and hygiene died. I was already humiliated and captured once, and I will never be the second time."

"Fellow Taoists, today is either our newborn or our death day..."

“…”

Each fellow Taoist spoke and roared.

At the same time, the big ship was approaching us.

On the bow of the ship, a group of demon figures appeared.

The leader didn't recognize him, but he looked down at us and said:

"Criminal, don't be fooled by these people, go back with us!"

Hearing this, I laughed:

"I have escaped here. Do you think I will go back?"

"You must not be obsessed with it. You are the survivor of my holy eyes.

But in this life, I came from the wrong place.

Moreover, in the blood you flow, is the blood of my holy eyes.

The true soul is the true soul that only appears in my Holy Eye Clan.
To be continued...
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