A touch of awe-inspiring murderous intent flashed in Huang Bing's eyes, and he wanted to stab the hateful guy in front of him with a sword, Wen Yuezhen was so angry that his hands trembled slightly, his eyes were murderous, and he shouted: "Fart!"

The fat cultivator's eyes sharpened, and he sneered: "Hehe, what I'm talking about is just a fair deal, if you don't accept it, you can leave, if you want to make trouble, weigh your catties in advance!" As he spoke, his spiritual power locked on Wen Yue Zhenren.

The other five crew members also locked their spiritual power onto Huang Bing and Wen Yue Zhenren, with a hint of banter on their faces, and their left hands were pressed on the storage belt around their waists.

If it was before, Wen Yue Zhenren would have made a move, but the recent setbacks have made her hot temper restrain a lot, and with the heavy responsibility of inheriting the Tenghuang Pavilion, she has become forbearing, and her murderous aura has been retracted, and she snorted heavily: "Bing'er, let's go!"

The obese cultivator watched the two retreat, and said leisurely: "The ship will depart early tomorrow morning, there will be no shop in this village, it won't be long before the entire continent will become a world of ghosts, and you will die a miserable death, hehe!"

The faces of everyone in Tenghuang Pavilion changed, they had encountered a lot of ghosts along the way, and most of their fellow disciples had died at the hands of ghosts, so they understood that the obese cultivator was not alarmist.

Wen Yue Zhenren's footsteps stopped, and he continued to walk forward, and commanded the disciples of Teng Pavilion and Huang Pavilion, "Let's go!"

The remaining eight male and female disciples of Tenghuang Pavilion glanced at the giant ship in disappointment, and followed behind Wen Yue Zhenren with their heads downcast. Beitang Gui felt that it was worth the opportunity to exchange Huang Bing for everyone to board the ship, but he knew that Wen Yue Zhenren did not agree, everything was in vain, so he had to flick his sleeves stupidly.

"Old Lian, I can't see that this group of natives is quite backbone!" said one of the crew members to the obese cultivator.

The fat cultivator's eyes narrowed, and he said hehehe: "Let's see, they will turn back, the loving little couple earlier, in order for the family to get on the boat and survive, they didn't succumb to it, and obediently signed a slave contract!"

"Hehe, that's right, it's a pity that the woman in white is masked, and I don't know what kind of goods she is!"

"I'm sure it's a disaster, I can't be wrong!"

Wen Yue Zhenren walked away with Huang Bing and the others with a gloomy face, and Beitang Gui finally couldn't help but speak: "Elder Wen Yue, what should we do now? If the entire continent is really occupied by the ghost clan by then, then we will all be dead ends sooner or later!"

Wen Yue Zhenren said in a deep voice: "What do you say, do you really want Bing'er to sacrifice herself to give me the opportunity to board the ship!"

"This ...... That's not what the old man meant!" Beitang Gui said with an embarrassed face.

Huang Bing found that the eyes of the fellow disciples around him were secretly aimed at him, most of them had complicated eyes, and some even had a trace of resentment in their eyes. Huang Bing only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and suddenly felt that these fellow disciples who shared the hardships were very strange, and they wanted to sell me in exchange for their chance to board the ship to survive?

Wen Yue Zhenren also noticed the abnormality of the atmosphere, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he shouted coldly: "What about you?

The eight Tenghuang Pavilion disciples couldn't help but bow their heads, although they thought so in their hearts, but no one had the courage to really say it, so they could only bow their heads and remain silent. Wen Yue Zhenren laughed angrily: "Hehe, it seems that you all mean this!"

The disciples lowered their heads lower, and everyone was silent, and it could be heard from Wen Yuezhen's slightly trembling voice that she was angry about leaving, and I was afraid that someone would suffer immediately. Seeing this, Beitang Gui hurriedly said: "Elder Wenyue is angry, we can think of other ways, now find a place to rest and recover our strength!"

Wen Yue Zhenren snorted heavily, if it weren't for the fact that there weren't many disciples left, she really wanted to kill a few shocks, there were only eight disciples left, each of them was very precious, and killing one would be one less.

Tengge Pavilion everyone found a sheltered place to rest, Huang Bing was dressed in white like snow, sitting quietly on a stone, like a white lotus blooming in the ice and snow, ethereal and arrogant. The other eight disciples all gathered in a group in twos and threes, unconsciously separated from Huang Bing for a distance, chatting in a low voice, and their eyes would glance at Huang Bing's side from time to time.

Huang Bing's heart was cold, and the ethereal eyes of the ice and snow covered a faint end, and he laughed at himself in his heart: "In the face of life and death, all friendships are jokes, in order to get the opportunity to board the ship, they will not hesitate to betray me, and even resent me for being selfish, and refuse to exchange myself for a chance to survive for them!"

At this time, a female disciple suddenly stood up and walked towards Huang Bing, and the others were pretending to be doing their own thing as if nothing had happened, but the corner of their eyes was focused on this side.

"Senior Sister Huang Bing!" The female disciple walked up to Huang Bing and called out with a smile on her face, but the smile seemed a bit far-fetched.

This female disciple's name is Huang Jinhua, she is a middle-aged person, with short legs, and the only outstanding thing is probably the pair of plump peaks on her chest.

Huang Bing is usually cold, in the eyes of other disciples, she always looks like a high and arrogant person, coupled with that beautiful appearance, the male disciples are ashamed of themselves, and the female disciples are jealous and reprimanded, so there is no special relationship in the sect.

Huang Bing said lightly: "Did they let you come to me?"

Huang Jinhua's face suddenly turned red, and a pockmark on the side of her nose also lit up, obviously she didn't expect Huang Bing to be so direct, so she had to say with a heart: "Yes, on behalf of everyone, I ask Senior Sister Huang Bing to focus on the overall situation!"

Huang Bing said calmly: "I don't really understand what you mean!"

Huang Jinhua saw that Huang Bing pretended to be stupid, and said stubbornly: "The boat is going to leave tomorrow, can Senior Sister Huang Bing bear to see everyone can't get on the boat, and all Zuihou will die here?"

Huang Bing sneered in his heart: "That boat is not mine, what can I do!"

Huang Jinhua said angrily: "Senior sister, why pretend to be stupid, as long as you agree to that person's request, aren't we allowed to board the ship!"

Huang Bing's heart turned from cold to angry, and he said with a cold face: "Do you want me to sacrifice my innocence in exchange for everyone the opportunity to board the ship?"

Huang Jinhua's ears were slightly hot, and she said slowly: "We all know that this has wronged Senior Sister, but have you ever thought that if we all die here, Tenghuang Pavilion will be completely destroyed, if you sacrifice yourself, you can let everyone live, and Tenghuang Pavilion can be passed on, isn't it all worth it, Senior Sister Huang Bing must focus on the overall situation, can't be so selfish!"

"Selfish!" Huang Bing showed a trace of sarcasm on his face, the raging anger in his heart suddenly extinguished, he looked at Huang Jinhua with a little pity, and said lightly: "If you were replaced, what would you do?"

Huang Jinhua said angrily: "I will agree without hesitation, and use my innocence to give everyone a chance to survive, but I don't have the peerless appearance of my senior sister, even if I want to, I may not necessarily agree with others!"

Huang Bing smiled coldly and said lightly: "Yes, I will consider your suggestion!"

Huang Jinhua couldn't help but be overjoyed when she heard this, and nodded: "Senior Sister Huang Bing, everyone will be grateful to you!"

Huang Bing waved his hand indifferently, Huang Jinhua knew that she couldn't be too anxious, and said with a worried expression: "Senior Sister Huang Bing, you think about it slowly, don't be reluctant if you really don't want to!"

Huang Bing saw their small movements in his eyes, and his angry mood calmed down, and he suddenly felt so tired and tired, physically and mentally weak and weak, and couldn't help but think of Chu Jun's tall figure, cold and firm handsome face, and missed the strong and safe embrace.

"Chu Jun, where are you? The ship will leave tomorrow, can you get there?" Huang Bing touched the tips of his boots and silently looked at the vast and boundless sea in the distance, where the waves were magnificent and boundless, maybe there was really no chance to meet again.

Huang Bing took out the Lilong Ding Emblem and gently stroked the lines on it, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bing'er, what are you thinking?" Wen Yuezhen's voice sounded behind him.

Huang Bing hurriedly put away the Lilong Ding Hui and stood up, only to see Wen Yue Zhenren standing behind him, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing!"

Wen Yue Zhenren sighed secretly and comforted, "Don't worry, Elder Ben will never let you sacrifice yourself for the sake of stealing your life!"

Huang Bing's heart warmed, now only Elder Wenyue really cared about him, shook his head and said, "Elder don't worry, the disciple has thought of a way to board the ship!"

Wenyue Zhenren was first happy, then sunk, and said: "Bing'er, I will never agree to you using your body in exchange for the opportunity to board the ship!"

Huang Bing shook his head and said, "No, the disciple wants to bet the Ice Phoenix Sword on them, but it is a four-grade magic weapon, which should be enough for our ship!"

Wen Yue Zhenren nodded and said: "This is feasible, the magic weapon is a foreign object, and if it is gone, it will be gone, but the other party may not necessarily agree to bet on the sword!"

Huang Bing said: "Other than that, the disciple has no other way!"

Wen Yuezhen's expression was sharp, and he said in a low voice: "Elder Ben has a way, but he has to take some risks!"

Huang Bing couldn't help but be overjoyed, if there was another way, it would be worth taking some risks, after all, the Phoenix Ice Sword was given to him by Chu Jun, and it was a pair with the Thunder Dragon Sword, and he was really reluctant to give it to others until he had to.

"We're intercepting and killing some foreign cultivators, they must have spirit crystals on them!" Wen Yue Zhenren said in a deep voice: "But it depends on luck, there is not much time left, and it is difficult to find a suitable target to start with!"

Huang Bing's heart moved, and he nodded: "There is still half a day and a night until tomorrow morning, I have to try it anyway, there should be foreign cultivators who will rush back to board the ship, so we will stay nearby and start, it really can't ......!" he said and ripped off the cloth covering his face, revealing a beautiful and beautiful face.