Seeing Jiang Ning's face as if he had seen a ghost, Fu Tuan was extremely proud.
He only thought that Jiang Ning was also stunned by his strange scene.
"How about Friends Dao Jiang, let me just say that this little sword is strange. When my elder brother gave it to me, he left a breath on it, so I only need to levitate it, and the little sword will naturally find my elder brother for me.
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After listening to his words, Jiang Ning instantly felt confused.
The Kyushu Continent is truly bizarre, with strange people and strangers everywhere, and it is surprising that such a combination of technology and hard work can be created.
"Are you sure this thing is reliable?" Jiang Ning asked, staring at the small bronze sword in the bowl.
Fu Tuan patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable."
With his guarantee, Jiang Ning could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and activated his spiritual energy to drive the ebony boat toward the southwest.
There is no sun or moon on the sea, but there are thousands of years in the cave.
There was nothing on the dark sea to help record the time, so Jiang Ning could only make a rough judgment based on hunger.
Having experienced this, Jiang Ning knew that he could last more than half a month without eating or drinking, so after experiencing hunger three times, he finally couldn't help but said: "We have been drifting in the southwest for more than forty-five days, and there are no ghosts.
Seeing one, is this what you said is reliable?"
In order to maintain his energy, Fu Tuan did nothing but lie down all day long. Now that he noticed that Jiang Ning's anger was raging, he reluctantly sat up and took a look at the broken porcelain bowl placed on the head of the ebony boat.
"This is the right direction. You have to believe in my brother...ah!"
Before he finished speaking, he flew out completely.
But Jiang Ning couldn't hold back and punched him.
"Believe in your mother's legs!" Jiang Ning retracted his fists, rubbed his wrists, raised his head and looked forward. The little light that finally rose in his eyes dimmed again, and he murmured in a low voice: "More than forty-five days
Well, the surrounding scenery hasn’t changed at all.”
Many people think that the bravest thing in life is probably not to be afraid of death. However, in fact, death is not terrible. There are many things in this world that are more terrible than death, such as what Jiang Ning is experiencing now.
The ebony boat is obviously driving on the sea, but in fact, the surrounding scenery has never changed. If he didn't see ripples of waves under the boat every time, Jiang Ning would inevitably wonder whether the ebony boat was still where it was at all.
Moved.
Looking at the almost still picture and the dead silence day after day is enough to torture any adult man into a lunatic.
And this is the real horror of the Sea of Life and Death!
Loneliness and silence are like cutting flesh with a dull knife, and every breath brings a sense of suffocation and despair.
Fortunately, Jiang Ning picked up Fu Tuan halfway and had someone to talk to him. Otherwise, even he himself would not have the confidence to persist in such an environment until now.
puff!
Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Fu Tuan struggled to climb onto the ebony boat from the sea.
The terrifying sea water seemed to pose no threat to Fu Tuan. Jiang Ning already knew this, but since everyone had their own secrets, he never asked.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you have to believe me and my brother!" Fu Tuan, who climbed onto the ebony boat, did not blame Jiang Ning. Instead, he calmly approached the broken porcelain bowl and stared at the small bronze sword suspended inside.
Jiang Ning shook his head, he no longer wanted to talk to Fu Tuan.
At this moment, Fu Tuan suddenly screamed.
In this quiet place where only the heartbeat could be heard, his screams were enough for Jiang Ning's soul to leave her body in an instant.
"Do you want to die!"
Jiang Ning slapped Fu Tuan on the head again with his backhand and said, "What's the name of a good dog?"
Fu Tuan didn't feel any pain. Instead, he pointed at the bowl and said excitedly: "Friend Jiang, we may be almost there!"
In the broken porcelain bowl, suspended on the sea of life and death, the small bronze sword was spinning on the water like crazy.
"The magnetic field is chaotic?" Jiang Ning blurted out subconsciously.
Fu Tuan had never heard of a magnetic field and couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong? What field did you just talk about?"
Jiang Ning rolled his eyes and said, "It's nothing. You don't understand. What's going on in the bowl now?"
Fu Tuan didn't say anything when he saw him, nor did he go into details.
"I don't know. It just happened suddenly. I guess it's probably about to arrive."
At this time, Jiang Ning next to him suddenly said sadly: "Don't estimate, it's almost here."
"Ah?" Fu Tuan didn't understand what he meant and followed his gaze.
At this glance, his whole body froze on the spot.
On the sea in front of the ebony boat, there was a figure walking towards the two of them.
As the figure got closer, its appearance gradually became clearer in their field of vision.
The figure was more than eight feet tall, wearing a gray cloth gown, and hung a string of rusty brass bells around his waist. Each one was the size of a fist. As long as the figure walked, the small balls in the bells would begin to roll back and forth, hitting each other.
Makes a crisp tinkling sound.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, be careful, that's a wolf." Fu Tuan realized what he was doing and warned in a low voice.
How did Jiang Ning know this? He couldn't help but asked curiously: "猰貐? What the hell?"
Fu Tuan explained: "They are the most common man-eating creatures in the Sea of Life and Death. They are weird things produced by the combination of sea water and various filth. There must be people near the places where they usually appear. Maybe...
...We really found the right place."
"Oh haha!"
Jiang Ning gained experience again. Out of curiosity, he observed and asked, "What about its combat power? Can you and I kill it together?"
Fu Tuan sneered arrogantly and said: "Friend Jiang, don't panic, just ask me and we'll take care of it."
After saying that, he tapped the deck lightly, and flew out as gracefully as a giant dragon, and joined hands with the wild cat.
"Okay, you can do your best. I just want to take a break and conserve my energy." Jiang Ning couldn't help but sat down happily, ready to see how capable the creature called Yuqi was.
But before Jiang Ning could sit down, a cold feeling suddenly invaded from the back of the boat.
Jiang Ning shuddered and turned around quickly, only to see a terrifying thing with faces all over his body standing on the stern of the boat.
"Idiot!" Jiang Ning jumped up from the ground, took two steps back and prepared for the attack.
Forget it, what the hell is this thing?
"Friend Jiang Dao." At this time, Fu Tuan, who was fighting with the 猰貐, suddenly heard a voice, kindly reminding: "The one you are dealing with is called Mian Wu, and he is the leader of the 猰貐. I believe you will have no problem dealing with it. I
I believe you!"
Jiang Ning: "..."
Damn you, are you trying to trick me?
Fortunately, when he saw him step forward just now, Jiang Ning was still a little touched. Now it seemed that he had left the difficult part to himself.
"Fu Tuan, you shameless bastard, wait until I finish taking care of him before I take care of you!" As he spoke, Mian Wu was already coming to kill you.
The fishy wind blew against his face, and all the faces on Mianwu's body opened their mouths and let out silent screams.
Just as Jiang Ning was about to make a move, he felt as if his head had been stabbed with tens of thousands of needles as thin as ox hair, and the pain was unbearable.
The spiritual energy was blocked, and Jiang Ning lost his strength. Mian Wuyi's palm pressed against his chest, and he flew backwards and fell into the sea.
In an instant, the wooly sea water seemed to come alive, and began to penetrate Jiang Ning's eyes, ears, mouth and nose all-pervasively, as if it was trying to suffocate him to death.