The table table was quickly laid out, just a small square table. Due to the bumpy waves, it was a little unstable. Xiaoyao Fudao couldn't see it, so he reached out and pressed it. After using methods, the table immediately seemed to have a root and stopped moving.

This move does not take much magic power, but in the eyes of laymen, it is a manifestation of magical power. Zhou Fencao and others looked at Xiaoyao with admiration and admiration.

They all thought that it must be the Taoist priest who made a sacrifice.

After a while, sacrifices such as three steamed buns were presented and placed on the table, followed by essential items such as incense burners and paper money, filling a table with a table.

Fortunately, when I evacuated Jingxian, I moved many resources to the ship, so I could take them out at this moment. The three animals were killed alive, and they were put on the table, and the bowl was placed in a big red bowl, which was particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, the sky was extremely gloomy, and dark clouds gathered in the sky, constantly tumbling. Lightning flashed from time to time, with a hideous shape. With lightning, there was thunder, which was very terrifying, but the raindrops were not falling for a long time, which made people even more depressed.

The wind whistles, sweeping waves, and bursts. Sometimes waves are stirring up, magnificent, like a moving mountain, rushing towards you, making people frightened, afraid that the wave will hit you, and will smash the entire ship.

Many people dare not watch outside, and they hid in the cabin. Devoted, such as Chen Wangshi, had already kneeled on the ground, praying together to the Dragon King to calm down...

This ship is like this, and other ships are even worse. Fortunately, the training constraints are very strict, so there will be no chaos and the order can be stabilized.

Xiaoyao Fudao approached Chen Sanlang's ear and asked, "Didn't you say you should change the sacrifice? Why are you still showing these goods?"

As a monk with a strong root, Xiaoyao naturally knew that the so-called sacrifice was not what the people thought, and had such good results. To put it bluntly, this is a ritual, just a deification.

Chen Sanlang replied: "First be polite and then the army, you can fight to the forefront."

Xiaoyao felt a lot of complaints in his heart and did not refuse. In his consciousness, he was eager to try and wanted to fight with the other party and weigh the weight. Since he came back from Laoshan, he has also refined some powerful magic weapons in his seclusion, which happened to have the opportunity to use them to test the quality.

Now, I stopped talking nonsense, stood in front of the case, and was familiar with the way, and performed that set of tricks. In order to match this posture, I put away all the gourd and talismans, replaced by peach wood sword and whisk.

These people who eat will naturally carry them with you.

His hands were constantly moving, and he muttered something, and he was like a flowing water. Finally, the peach wood sword slapped the table, picked up the sacrifice in one hand, threw it into the water, and shouted: "There are dragons in the world, and they are spiritual when they meet the water; now I offer sacrifices to protect me from peace!"

As he said, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the tumbling waves.

But when the sacrifice fell into the waves, it seemed like stones entering the sea, extremely small, unable to see even a splash of water, and disappeared in an instant.

The wind is not small, and it is whimpering; the turbid waves are even stronger, and they hit the hull, making a sound that makes people sore.

Zhou Fencao and others insisted on not returning to the cabin, waiting for the result. They stretched their necks to see that Xiaoyao had finished his practice, but the Dragon Prince didn't seem to buy it, and was as cruel as before, and couldn't help but feel very worried: Has it been through all kinds of twists and turns, and after all, it broke through the thousands of soldiers of the Yuan family's army, and finally gave it to God?

The crime of not being a war is the most unwilling to accept it!

Xiaoyao Fudao's face was also ugly: What a monster, do you really think that this Dao Master is a decoration? He refused to give him any face. Even if I try my best, I have to peel you down...

While he was thinking about it, he heard Zhou Hezhi screaming: "Oh my God, what is that?"

Although he is a little weak-hearted and has little knowledge, as a scholar, he still has a strong character and rarely acts like this.

Everyone looked at his fingertips, but only saw the turbulent waves, and there was no other.

Zhou Fencao asked: "He Zhi, what did you see just now, so shocked?"

Zhou Hezhi was pale and stuttered: "Okay, it seems... it's a dragon..."

dragon?

Everyone was surprised and confused. This was a legendary thing, how could it appear in Jingjiang alive? Although for thousands of years, rumors about dragons have been heard, especially in Jingjiang. The saying "Dragon Prince" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. But for those who are well-read in poetry and books, they believe that the so-called rumors are mostly unofficial history, and the facts are questionable.

The last time Chen Sanlang passed by Dongting, Long Jun invited him, which was very popular all over the world. Zhou Fencao heard about it and laughed it off. He admired the article "Yueyang Tower Notes", but Long Jun invited him to drink it, and said that he dreamed. The meaning of this rumor is similar to comparing the top scholar to Wenquxing.

"What a dragon! I saw its torso, winding and hovering in the water, with its scales as numb as it is. It's absolutely impossible to be wrong..."

Zhou Hezhi's expression was collapsed, and he spoke quickly and quickly. The shocking glance just now completely overturned his life perception. However, the cold aura presented on his torso seemed to be rooted and planted in his heart and could never be forgotten.

An emotion called "fear" spreads, flooding his body and mind, and only feeling cold in his hands and feet.

Zhou Fencao tried to find a flaw in his face, but Zhou Hezhi's expression really told him: There are indeed some terrifying things in the Jingjiang River.

If a country is about to perish, there will be monsters. Now even dragons appear in the world?

Zhou Fencao naturally thought of many rumors about dragons, and his mind was messy for a moment and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

As the prototype of separatist rule in the world gradually emerged, the saying "Qianlong" was popular in the world and caused changes in the world. However, the Qianlong was just a figurative instructor. If Zhou He read it wrong, what is this line in Jingjiang?

...

The river flows, never stopping.

The river was in a hurry, and Yuan Geshu was even more anxious. He had already ordered him to speed up several times, urging the boatman to speed up.

He must not let Chen Sanlang and his party escape from Yangzhou!

No matter from any perspective, Chen Sanlang must die.

Yuan Geshu made a military order in front of his father, mobilized all the elite soldiers and armor of Nanyang Prefecture, and sent three naval warships to mobilize a large number of troops... If this is the case, he could not take down Chen Sanlang, then he, the major general, was afraid that he would end the bento.

So Yuan Geshu was very anxious.

Calculate the time itinerary, Chen Sanlang had already left for about an hour in advance, and the distance of this time was not long, because in terms of performance, the warship they were riding should be much better than Chen Sanlang's ship and faster.

Chen Sanlang's eight ships were unknown, and he couldn't even find out where they came out, which made Yuan Geshu feel very annoyed and restless.

He simply realized that his understanding of Chen Sanlang was so superficial. He wanted to catch the other party immediately, torture and force him to find out all the secrets.

Of course, the first thing to do is to catch up with Chen Sanlang's fleet.

"Major General, look!"

A clan reported.

On the deck, Yuan Geshu looked up and saw a large area of ​​gloomy sky in the distance of the river, with countless dark clouds gathering there. During this period, lightning could be seen passing by and thunder came.

This distant landscape made him overjoyed and shouted: "What a storm, God helps me!"

When there are storms, the Jingjiang River will surely cause storms. In this way, it will be difficult for ships to navigate and often have to search for water bays to stay away from the wind. Even if you barely move forward, the speed will definitely slow down a lot.

Now, Chen Sanlang's fleet is ahead, and they will definitely encounter this storm first. Whether they choose to dodge or continue sailing, they will make Yuan Ge Shudeli and catch up.

The ships they rode were all excellent warships in Nanyang Mansion, which could withstand storms.

"Command, go forward at full speed!"

Brother Yuan Shu's gloomy mood became cheerful instead, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Chen Daoyuan, Chen Daoyuan, Tiandu help me, what do you think? It is enough to prove that I am the pride of heaven!

After thinking about it, I turned around and said slowly: "Take the Yang surnamed Yang up, tie it up, and hang it on the bow of the ship, I want to show it to the public!"

"yes!"

Soon, Mr. Yang, who was tied up in big ties, was escorted up. His hair was messy, his eyes were disheveled, and he was depressed, obviously suffering some unbearable torture.
Chapter completed!