"I can help you meet Xiaolongnu!"

Prime Minister Turtle hit Chen Sanlang's fatal point with a word, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and he smiled slightly: "If you want to see him."

There was a hint of cunning in his smile.

Of course, Chen Sanlang wanted to see him. He had already said firmly before, and was silent for a while, and asked, "What can I do?"

Without good fate for no reason, if you want to get something, you will lose something.

Prime Minister Turtle looked up at the sky and did not answer positively: "You will know then, but don't worry, the old man will not force others to do anything."

"As long as I can do it."

This sentence is equivalent to a promise that Chen Sanlang was willing to make sacrifices for Ao Qingmei.

"It's really good to have feelings and righteousness."

Prime Minister Turtle clapped his palms, suddenly stretched out his hand, and wiped it on the stone table. In a blink of an eye, the cups, pots and other objects disappeared and were taken away by it: "After you finish speaking, the tea should be taken away, young man, when you want to go to the Dragon Palace, I will appear."

As he said that, the figure blurred and disappeared from the ground. It was like a gust of wind, floating around and elusive.

Xu Nianniang smacked her lips, as if she was savoring the mellow tea smell, and said, "This old guy is very stingy."

Just now, he and Chen Sanlang just tasted a small cup. After sipping it, they didn't put it in.

This dragon-scented tea is really reminiscent, but Chen Sanlang has other things and is less concerned about the desire for words and verbalism.

Xu Nianniang glanced at him: "Why are you afraid you won't get married?"

Chen Sanlang smiled bitterly and said, "I'm a little worried."

Xu Nianniang patted him on the shoulder, looking like a person who had experienced it: "Just be content, unless the woman doesn't want to go with you."

This statement is joking, and Chen Sanlang's face is rarely red: Will Ao Qingmei follow her? She is not sure, hopefully, at least, as long as Ao Qingmei doesn't need to marry a partner she doesn't like, that's enough.

Xu Nianniang said again: "Let's go, hurry up."

Chen Sanlang nodded, the two left and returned to the black-sailed boat.

The clams were staying on the bow of the boat and even their ears were erect, hoping to hear a word. However, with their cultivation, they naturally gained nothing. When they saw the two of them coming back, they quickly pretended to be dozing off, but they were muttering in their hearts: "Why did the ancestor leave..."

It's so sorry, it hopes to be attracted by Prime Minister Turtle, give some things or teach some magic, and enjoy endlessly in his entire life. It seems that those little songs are not good enough.

"Roat and go to Pagoda Island."

Chen Sanlang ordered.

"Okay."

Without getting the opportunity, the clams were a little depressed in their interest in eating meat, but they did not dare to neglect them. They began to row the oars and sailed in the direction Xu Nianniang pointed out. Because of the rush, the clams used magic to eat meat. When the oars stirred, they stormed the wind and waves, wrapping the boat, and the speed was several times faster. They looked like a fast fish and an arrow flew across the lake.

As we pass through the shallow water area of ​​the outer area, we quickly enter the core area of ​​Dongting. The water waves ripples, and the islands reflect into the water, making a peaceful scene everywhere.

However, this movement has been quite a bit, which has already alarmed some existences, and it is looming around the water where the saiwan boat is located. The waves are circling, and dark shadows are constantly swimming. In the waves, eyes even appearing to spy on them.

Clams feel weak when eating meat: Just kidding, this is the core area of ​​Dongting. Although the so-called "core area" actually has a radius of nearly a thousand miles and is extremely vast, when you get here, big monsters will easily bump into them. Especially those who dare to stir up trouble like clams who eat meat, for fear that the big monsters will not know about it, but they make taboos.

Subconsciously, it quickly put away its magic and rowed its oars with all its might. Its heart had long been hung up, because now the surrounding area could be called a demonic energy. Fortunately, the other party did not cause trouble, but seemed calm.

Clams have some energy to practice when eating meat, but relatively speaking, they face the real big monster, which is a small shrimp. It has long heard that in the core waters of Dongting, there are patrol yakshas, ​​responsible for guarding and guarding. These yakshas are good at fighting and are extremely fierce.

It seems that the shadows appearing at the bottom of the water are likely to be the patrol yaksha.

The clams couldn't help swallowing their saliva and screamed bitterness.

Xu Nianniang and Chen Sanlang did not dare to relax and secretly cheered up and were on guard.

"Young Master, it should be Baota Island over there!"

At the critical moment, when clams ate meat, they found an island in front of them, and immediately shouted excitedly.

Chen Sanlang looked up and saw an island stalk there. The terrain of this island is slender and long, with both ends hooked to form a certain arc. If you look down from a high altitude, it will appear crescent-shaped.

This shape is exactly the same as the ones recorded.

“Yes, the boat went over to dock.”

"well!"

When clams eat meat, they dare not float around the lake anymore. It is too easy to get into trouble, and they will feel more at ease after landing on the island.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the supra boat arrived at the waterside of Baota Island, but found that the beach was covered with black reefs, like a crisscrossing dog teeth, and the boat was not reliable at all: "Do you want to change a place?"

Xu Nianniang said calmly: "There is this in front of the water, and there is a cliff behind it, so let's just go here."

When the clams ate the meat, they found a place where they could barely stop the boat and leaned on it. They used a rope to tie the boat up, and the person could only step on the rock to get ashore.

The rocks are thrust through the sky, like thorns, and it is difficult for idle people to settle down, but it is no difficulty for a master like Xu Nianniang. As for Chen Sanlang, he has learned kung fu at least and is not first-class. It is enough to have a second-rate or third-rate deal with the scene in front of him. Not to mention eating meat, clams jumped a few times and went ashore easily.

Not long after, the three stepped on the soft sand beach, and while looking around, they suddenly heard a loud noise from the lake. Looking over, they saw waves rushing forward, sweeping in the blink of an eye, slapped hard. They were hitting the black-sailed boat tied to the reef.

Bang!

Poor, this small boat flew up directly, and then was wrapped in waves and directly hit the hard reef, making a harsh sound, split into pieces, and some broken wooden debris flew to the beach.

The waves came and went quickly, and they calmed down in an instant. As the waves continued, there was a huge black shadow.

Xu Nianniang raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Is this a warning?"

Chen Sanlang's expression was dull and there was not much emotional fluctuation: when he came to Dongting, he should have been mentally prepared for many things. In fact, it was a bit unexpected that he could always arrive at Baota Island safely.

The clam had a stiff face when eating meat. From the fierce wave just now, it felt the powerful demonic power. The other party had great magical powers and pinched it to death like an ant. However, it had seen Prime Minister Turtle, and with this ancestor, it reduced a lot of fear.
Chapter completed!