"It's really fateful to be able to meet Yang Senior twice in a row in one day." Murong Feng said with a smile.

Yang Xiu smirked: "Don't call your predecessors, if Miss Zhao doesn't dislike it, just call me Brother Yang." ”

"Then Brother Yang, don't call the little girl Miss Zhao, see more outside." Murong Feng said with a smile.

Yang Xiu's smile suddenly froze, and he asked with a dry smile, "Then how should I address you, Miss Zhao?" ”

Murong Feng said with a shy face: "Didn't Brother Yang already know the little girl's name?" ”

Yang Xiu said with a stiff face: "Jian, Jiangang girl." ”

"Hey." Murong Feng replied with a smile.

It just so happened that Blooddrink Zhenjun had just stepped onto the deck, and he almost stumbled when he heard the conversation between the two.

The sword idiot on the side was already numb, and his king sledgehammer was no better anyway.

As soon as Yang Xiu saw the Blood Drinking True Monarch, he hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "Junior Yang Xiu has seen the Blood Drinking True Monarch. ”

Blood Drinking Zhenjun coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, and when he saw Murong Feng glaring at him, he held the shelf and said lightly: "You are the grandson of Yang Dezu, the master of Qingmu Sect?" Sure enough, it's a talent, not bad. ”

"Thank you for the compliment." Yang Xiu hurriedly thanked him again.

"Alright, you can step aside." Blood Drink True Monarch waved his hand.

Yang Xiu didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly retired, and before leaving, he didn't forget to say goodbye to Murong Feng and the sword idiot. Anyway, in the next few days, everyone crossed the same boat, and there was a chance to meet.

When there were only three people left on the deck, the sword idiot couldn't help but speak: "Is it interesting for you to tease a person like this?" ”

Murong Feng smiled lightly: "Do you think I'm just playing?" ”

"Then what are you doing seducing that kid?" The sword idiot's tone suddenly changed: "Okay, I was wrong, I have something to say, you put away the lightsaber first." ”

Murong Feng put away the lightsaber that was standing next to the sword idiot's neck, and snorted coldly: "Let's get acquainted with each other, but don't talk nonsense about some things." Otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face! ”

The sword idiot tugged at the corners of his mouth, and simply closed his eyes and continued to practice his skills.

Murong Feng turned to look at the Blood Drink True Monarch, and the Blood Drink True Monarch hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her.

"That kid is the grandson of the master of the Qingmu Sect?" Murong Feng asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Blood Drink Zhenjun hurriedly replied: "I heard that the qualifications are good, and Yang Dezu is operating and wants to send this kid to the Divine Sword Gate, so he has been very diligent with him recently." I didn't have the opportunity to stuff this kid into the boat. ”

Murong Feng said curiously: "Since he is a grandson, and this kid's qualifications are good, why did the master of the Qingmu Sect send him away again, instead of staying in the Qingmu Sect to cultivate his successor?" ”

Blooddrink Zhenjun said: "Because that kid's father is just a son-in-law, he took his mother's surname as soon as he was born. It's just that the son of the son-in-law does not have the right to inherit the position of the patriarch, but his qualifications are there, so he is naturally jealous in the Qingmu Gate and has been excluded and suppressed by all parties, so Yang Dezu wants to send him to the Divine Sword Gate to fight for a good future. ”

Murong Feng suddenly said: "The Force is like this, no wonder I was doing the work of patrolling the city and arresting thieves when I first met this son in Qingmu City." Drink blood. ”

"The subordinates are here." Blood Drinking True Monarch hurriedly bowed down and said.

Murong Feng smiled and asked, "With your identity, if you want to put that kid on the throne of the Qingmu Sect Master, it must be an easy matter, right?" ”

The sword idiot raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes and looked over, guessing in his heart that this girl was bad again.

And the blood drinking true monarch immediately broke out in a cold sweat, hesitated for a moment and then replied stubbornly: "Back to the crown, although he is the expatriate director of the Divine Sword Sect in Qingmu City, he only has the position of supervision, and has no right to appoint. If you want to intervene in the affairs of the city, especially the ownership of the lord of a city, you can only explain the reasons to the sect in detail first, and then listen to the reply from above. ”

"Then you, the expatriate principal, are too sloppy, and you don't have any real power in your hands, what's the point." Murong Feng shook his head and said in disappointment.

Blood Drinking True Monarch said in a cold sweat: "Your Majesty, you don't know, our cultivation realm has always spoken with strength, as long as we have the strength to control the life and death of others, why don't we have that little power." ”

"Hehe, I forgot about that." Murong Feng chuckled and said, "Sure enough, no matter where you are, it's a big fist, it's king." Alright, you stand down. ”

"Yes." The Blood Drink True Monarch wiped his sweat all over his head and hurriedly retreated.

The sword idiot couldn't help but ask, "Girl, what are you planning?" ”

Murong Feng smiled and asked, "Do you remember the conversation we had before we entered Qingmu City?" It's a deformed world, and there are many ways to change it, and it doesn't necessarily need to be conquered by force and then overthrow the old order and establish new rules of the game. ”

The sword idiot's eyes flashed and said, "It turns out that you want to cultivate your own power in secret, and then encroach on Bailu Continent step by step?" ”

"You're not too stupid." Murong Feng squinted and said: "Although this is a little slower and takes a little effort, it is better to save money and effort and control this world invisibly, and it can also avoid the casualties caused by the war as much as possible." Then Yang Xiu is the first chess piece I found, otherwise do you think I really like that kid? ”

The sword idiot stared at Murong Feng for a long time before shaking his head and sighing: "With the world as a chessboard, all living beings as chess pieces, and the heart of a bodhisattva to perform thunder means, your girl's heart is so big, I sigh to myself." ”

"I'm not as great as you think, because in my eyes, the humans in this world are precious human resources. If hundreds of millions of dollars die at once because of the war, then I will lose a lot. Murong Feng said lightly: "Actually, I did this out of another consideration. ”

The sword idiot asked with a black line on his face, "What considerations?" ”

"There will really be immortals in this world." Murong Feng raised his head and looked at the blue sky where the mist had dispersed, and said slowly: "If a large-scale military invasion is launched, it will cause uncontrollable factors to occur, so I plan to use this kind of moisturizing and silent way to encroach on this cultivation realm, and when the time comes, I am afraid it will be too late for those immortals above to find out that something is wrong, hehe." ”

"Those who don't seek the overall situation are not enough to seek a domain!" The sword idiot shook his head and sighed lightly, he really didn't know what to say. Because he found that his vision was indeed several planes different from this girl, which made him feel powerless again......

Just as the sword idiot fell into silence, Murong Feng suddenly frowned and said, "There is a smell of blood!" ”

"What blood?" The sword idiot was surprised.

Murong Feng flew directly to the bow of the boat and took a closer look, and immediately found several floating corpses floating quietly on the river with some ship wreckage.

"Something is wrong up ahead, go tell them to stop the ship." Murong Feng immediately turned back and said.

The sword idiot's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly rushed back to the cabin, and after a while, the sailors in the cabin rushed to the deck when they heard the news, and kept looking at the river where the floating corpses were everywhere, and the blood drinking Zhenjun and Yang Xiu also followed, and walked to Murong Feng and the sword idiot to ask what happened.

"I don't know, but look at this movement, there should be a ship in front of it." The sword idiot got up and stood on the bow of the ship and looked ahead, frowning deeply: "This fog seems a little strange, why can't it be dissipated when the sun is out?" ”

"Zhenjun, please allow me to go and find out." At the moment of beauty, Yang Xiu immediately volunteered.

Blood Drink True Monarch nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you go, be careful." ”

"Yes." Yang Xiu held his head high but smiled brightly at Murong Feng, and then directly sacrificed a medium-grade magic weapon flying sword and left.

Blood Drinking True Monarch took half a step forward and came to Murong Feng's side, and said in the secret voice: "Your Majesty, there is a demonic qi ahead, and I am afraid that there will be demon beasts as a disaster." ”

Murong Feng hummed lightly and said, "Well, I also smelled it, I guess it's a big demon." ”

"Great demon?!" The Blood Drink True Monarch was shocked and said, "How could the Great Demon run into the hinterland of our human race and attack the merchant ships passing by? ”

Murong Feng turned his head and rolled his eyes and said, "I still want to ask you what's going on." ”

"It's the subordinates who are abrupt." Blood Drinking True Monarch hurriedly admitted his mistake.

Murong Feng said again: "That big demon is estimated to have cultivated the demon pill and has taken advantage of the land. That Yang Xiu is definitely not the opponent of the big demon, you go to help secretly, but don't act too early, let that kid experience the sinister of the rivers and lakes first. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." The Blood Drink True Monarch sacrificed the Blood Knife, and asked another question: "Your Majesty, is that big demon going to live?" Or is it dead? ”

"It's best to live, it doesn't matter if you're dead, you can just stew soup and drink." Murong Feng smiled lightly.

The Blood Drinking True Monarch was embarrassed for a moment, and said in his heart that the demon clan really has no morality at all, even if he sees the same clan, he will devour each other, no wonder he will be destroyed by the Demon Dao thousands of years ago, and the ancestral tree will extinguish the demon fire.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar of thunder in the distance, and then a dark cloud was seen rolling against the river. Immediately, the originally calm river began to set off huge waves, blowing the big boat left and right.

The Blood Drinking True Monarch's expression froze, and he praised it: "What a big demon, he can actually perform the technique of clouds and rain, and he must have flowed here from the Eastern Wilderness Sea." Watch the true monarch go and submit it! As he spoke, he flew away with a light escape.

Murong Feng turned back to the sword idiot and asked, "Is this Eastern Desolate Sea one of the four seas?" ”

The sword idiot nodded and said, "Yes." The Tianyuan continent is divided into five lakes and four seas in Kyushu, the East Wilderness Sea and the West Hong Sea, the North Rin Sea, and the South Abyss Sea are called the four seas, but the area is the largest of the four seas, and the sea monsters that inhabit it do not know how many ordinary, it is said that there are more mythical beasts and dragons sleeping at the bottom of the sea, and once they wake up, the East China Sea is the time when the East China Sea overturns the sky and pours into Kyushu. ”

"This cultivation realm is really full of magic." Murong Feng sighed.

As he spoke, the Blood Drinking True Monarch over there had already rescued Yang Xiu and handed over to the big demon.

Although the big demon has extraordinary magical powers and occupies the home advantage, he can only be beaten in front of the Yuan Infant Monk. If it weren't for the supernatural powers in the water, I'm afraid I would have been defeated long ago.

But the Blood Drinking True Monarch is a long-established Yuanying monk, and that mouthful of blood knife has been refined into a natal magic weapon by him, and his hand-to-hand combat ability is almost comparable to that of sword cultivation. Unless he encounters a demon like Murong Feng, he will basically arrest and destroy whoever is in the same rank, not to mention bullying an existence that is weaker than him. So the outcome of the battle is exciting, but there is no suspense.

A moment later, the battle ended, and the fog on the river completely dissipated, and only the wreckage and corpses of ships were floating everywhere, and it was clear that there was more than one merchant ship attacked by the demon in the mist. If it weren't for the fact that the sun had risen and cleared the fog a lot, I'm afraid they wouldn't have known that their big ship had been touched under the bottom of the ship by that monster.

Yang Xiu, who was like a chicken in the soup, returned to the boat first, he wanted to make a good impression in front of the beauty, who wanted to kick the iron plate and almost became the after-dinner snack of the big demon, and felt shameless to face the beauty, so he hurriedly confessed and hid back in the cabin.

And the sailors on the deck all thundered with joy when they saw the blood-drinking true monarch coming back with the big demon tied up.

"What a big turtle!!" Murong Feng also said with a look of surprise: "How can it be that a big man has at least cultivated for tens of thousands of years to become a refinement, right?" ”

The Blood Drink True Monarch laughed, and fell back to the deck with the big turtle, which actually made the big ship sink down.

Murong Feng hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look at this big turtle and found that it was even more extraordinary.

I saw that this turtle demon was more than three meters tall, as big as a house. The tortoiseshell has a turquoise metallic texture, as if it was made of bronze. If you wipe off the stains on the tortoise shell, you can also see that the carapace with clear water chestnut angles is actually engraved with simple gold inscriptions.

The Jin script, also known as the oracle bone inscription or the Zhong Ding inscription, is the oldest written origin of mankind. Although these golden inscriptions look crooked and twisted like children's graffiti, each word contains the atmosphere of ancient years, which is awe-inspiring.

The Blood Drink True Monarch waved back those sailors, restrained his smile and stepped forward to report in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this turtle demon must be a big demon in the Eastern Wilderness Sea, or even a demon king-level existence. But for some reason, he was seriously injured and wandered here to prey on humans and feed on blood. ”

"Demon King?" Murong Feng asked curiously, "How did you divide the strength of the demon clan?" ”

The Blood Drink True Monarch replied truthfully: "Our monk calls the monster that has just awakened the spiritual wisdom a little demon, this kind of little demon is slightly stronger than the fierce beast, and its strength is comparable to that of a qi cultivator. Above the little demon is a demon soldier, whose strength is comparable to that of a foundation building monk. Then there is the demon general who cultivates the demon pill, and his strength is comparable to that of the Jindan monk. Then there is the great demon of the transformation period, whose strength is comparable to that of our Yuanying monks, and the great demon of the transformation period has been able to shed the shackles of the demon body and transform into a human form. At the top is the Demon King, whose strength is comparable to that of a monk in the Distraction Period. As for the Demon King, I haven't heard of it either. ”

"Are you saying that this turtle demon has the same strength as a distraction monk?" The sword idiot's eyes widened.

Blood Drinking True Monarch nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, of course, the premise is its heyday. Otherwise, it wasn't me who caught it, it ate me. ”

At this time, Murong Feng went around to the other side of this turtle demon, and sure enough, he saw three deep claw marks on the thick turtle shell. It is hard to imagine what kind of monster can tear open this indestructible tortoise shell with one claw, so that a 10,000-year-old tortoise comparable to a god-stage monk has to hide in the hinterland of humans to survive. 2k reading web