Liu Qiankun and Peng Duhan became familiar with each other after chatting for a while. The bottom of the bowl of fish porridge was unknowingly reached. The enthusiastic fisherman went back to the house and filled a bowl and handed it to Liu Qiankun. However, he himself
He sat cross-legged and grabbed an unknown dried fruit from his arms and started chewing it. The thing was somewhat similar to a sweet potato.
"Brother Peng, what's the name of this thing?" Liu Qiankun pointed to the sweet potato-like dried fruit with great interest. Now he had accepted it as a fait accompli, but that fruit made him mention it a few times.
Interested.
"Hmm! This thing is called sea dragon melon. It's a little bitter, but it tastes different!" Pendu Khan broke off half of the dried fruit in his hand and handed it to Liu Qiankun.
"Crack!"
Liu Qiankun took a bite, and a bitter and astringent taste filled his mouth. He almost vomited it out on the spot, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow it whole.
"It tastes terrible! This is the most refreshing thing when you are fishing at sea..." Pendu Khan couldn't help but feel sad when he remembered that he had given up his livelihood to take care of the "sea drifter" in the past few days.
Liu Qiankun seemed to understand Peng Duhan's thoughts. He smiled slightly and put the half bowl of porridge in his hand on the ground. When he opened his palm again, there was a small pile of shiny purple gold leaves in the palm of his hand. There were not many.
, stacked together up to a dozen pieces.
Penduhan's eyes flashed, his fingertips trembled a few times, and he said in a trembling voice: "What are you doing?" But his eyes never left the small pile of shiny leaves for a moment.
"I'll give you whatever you want." Liu Qiankun stretched out his palm. In fact, he wanted to give more, but he was afraid that this sudden wealth would bring endless troubles to this simple fisherman. After all, ordinary people spend their entire lives.
It may be difficult to earn a dime of this purple gold leaf.
"This...can't..." Penduhan began to stutter a little when he spoke, and could only shake his head vigorously.
Liu Qiankun smiled, couldn't help but grabbed his big hand and stuffed the purple gold leaf into his hand. He smiled bitterly and said: "A man's life is much more valuable than this thing. If it weren't for my eldest brother, I'm afraid Qiankun would have become the son-in-law of the Sea Dragon King!"
"Ahem!" Liu Qiankun coughed twice violently, opened his mouth and vomited out a ball of dirty blood, looked at Pendu Khan who looked anxious, and said: "It's okay, isn't it just a few mouthfuls of blood? If you vomit too much, you will get used to it.
!" There was quite a bit of self-mockery in his words.
Pendu Khan gently rubbed the gold leaf in his palm with his rough fingertips. His lips wriggled twice but he didn't utter a single word. He knew that the leaf in his hand was very precious, and he didn't even know how many years he would have to fish.
He could get it back in exchange, but he had never seen purple gold leaves, so he didn't know the true value of the stack of leaf money in his hand.
"Brother, you must be engaged in big business, right?" Pendu Khan's words were a little more envious, and he no longer stuttered when he spoke.
"Well! The boat was sunk by the waves, and my eldest brother and I were also separated!" Liu Qiankun sighed softly. He remembered the battle a few days ago again. He didn't know how Qionghong was doing now. He wanted to go back to the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest to see
Look, now we still need to find a secluded place to release Ba Xi and then make any plans.
"It's really harmful when Daddy Hai loses his temper! When the brothers who are fishing on the island come back later, I will help you ask..." Pendu Khan murmured.
Liu Qiankun stood up, forced out a stiff smile, and said: "Brother Peng, I'm going to go for a walk on the beach over there alone first. You go inside to accompany your sister-in-law. I'll be back in two hours!"
"Are you okay?" Peng Duhan asked anxiously, but found that Liu Qiankun had already walked far away.
Walking on the soft sand, the howling sea breeze made people's skin wrinkle a little. Without the pleasure of flying high, I realized that the feeling of being down to earth is also a different kind of enjoyment.
This island is not very big, and exposed reef groups can be seen everywhere on the seashore. When he found a hidden reef group that was two feet square, Liu Qiankun pressed his palm down and said silently: Pull out!
Snap! A body like a black iron tower stood in front of him, his eyes were dim and lifeless, and even the mane on his body was tangled together. His body swayed slightly and he sat down on the sand.
"Are you okay?" Liu Qiankun called out the Sky-Eating Silver Fox with a wry smile, held it in his arms and stroked it gently.
"I can't die. I didn't expect that damn Yunluo's cultivation to be so strong for me. When I refine the Demonic Dragon Ball, I will have to fight him again!" Ba Xi said bitterly, clenching his iron fists.
Sound.
"Haha! Don't you see that I am worse off than you are?" Liu Qiankun laughed loudly, and the palm of his hand stroking the silver fox's fur trembled violently.
Only then did Ba Xi look up and down at the person in front of him with a pair of lantern eyes. The expression on his big face became more and more solemn. He actually couldn't feel any fluctuation of spiritual energy from Liu Qiankun. His heart suddenly thumped and he blurted out:
"Your cultivation..." He stopped mid-sentence.
"Young man is just an ordinary person now. What kind of bullshit cultivation is there? It's a blessing to be able to save a life!" Liu Qiankun said calmly with his chest puffed up.
"Damn it! Damn it..." Ba Xi opened his mouth and scolded her several times in succession, but other than scolding her, he could only do nothing. As Liu Qiankun said, it would be a big deal if he could save his life.
Good fortune.
"Now I have been shot tens of thousands of miles away by that damn Shi Fan, and I have been floating on the sea for a few days. But what I am most worried about is my elder brother Qiong Hong. Can you still fly?"
He shook his head vigorously and said in a low voice: "Don't say it's flying. Even if a spiritual infant cultivator comes here now, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it!" The voice became lower and lower, as if it felt like a tiger falling to the ground.
.
"We can't go anywhere without letting the wood carry you!" Ba Xi suddenly thought of a way, with an indescribable excitement on his face.
"Alas! The wood was slaughtered by Na Yunluo, and even the head was chopped off!" Liu Qiankun extinguished Ba Xi's enthusiasm with one sentence.
Ba Xi shook his head helplessly, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes. Now one of them has lost his cultivation, and the other is seriously injured. It's as if God is deliberately playing tricks on them. They are not willing to accept it!
"You and I are acting like bears. There are still two such big green mountains. Are you still afraid that there will be no firewood to burn?" Liu Qiankun stretched out his hand and pulled it out dejectedly, then scolded him.
Ba Xi raised his head fiercely, stepped forward and punched Liu Qiankun on the shoulder, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly: "Hahaha! This green mountain of mine is still there, this green mountain of mine is still there, I will one day conquer all of you.
Trampled underfoot..."
puff!
Liu Qiankun was hit by this punch and vomited out another mouthful of dirty blood, but his chest felt much lighter. Looking at the crazy Ba Xi, a sad smile appeared on his face...