The essence of these second-generation ancestors is never-limited! You never know what new tricks they can come up with!

What is the difference between swaying around in the main pavilion of Shanhai with a dangerous person who even the pavilion has to shy away from, and putting a pile of Yun Lingzhu at home that will be turned upside down at any time!

The dangerous person who "would explode at any time" did not pay attention to the confused Lou Jiang.

He stood helplessly beside Qiu Bodeng.

Everyone else was choked backwards, not to mention Young Master Qiu, who has an exceptionally sensitive sense of smell and an exceptionally delicate nose. After Shi Wu Luo suddenly slashed out, Qiu Bo Deng retched so much that he almost vomited out his stomach, his eyes were dizzy due to the blood and putrid smell, and he almost passed out.

Seeing that Shi Wuluo was still standing dumbfounded, Qiu Bodeng glared at him viciously, raised his hand and tore a piece of his sleeve, and used it as a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

woo-woo-

The sea horn sounded, and the bronze sound shook everyone's eardrums.

It is very different from the morning bell at sunrise. The horn at this moment is urgent and sharp. It shakes the lingering clouds shrouded in the Candle South Nine City Immortal Pavilion, and shrouds the tense and ominous premonition from the sky to the ground to everyone. people.

"Haihao," Lou Jiang grabbed Zuo Yuesheng who was jumping, "Young pavilion master, it's Haihao, hurry back to Wushe Pavilion!"

"What, what is a sea number?"

Lu Jing pinched his nose and asked as he walked up the plank road.

"Cangming used to be called 'The Angry Sea', the waves were incessant, the waves were incessant, the crocodiles and crocodiles were crooked, and the desolate miasmas turned into the sea. The people began to live and reproduce." Lou Jiang dragged Zuo Yuesheng and explained as he walked, "Xuanwu is immortal and immortal, but every three hundred years it enters the turtle breathing period.

"But this year is not the time for Xuanwu turtles to breathe!" Zuo Yuesheng shouted in the sea, "Where is the old man? I'm going to ask him what he is doing!"

The dark cumulonimbus clouds rolled and piled up, pouring in from the distant sky, as if the darkness was coming from all directions, trying to swallow the nine bright candles burning on the sea. The world was suddenly gloomy and gloomy, and above the head was the last light of the sky that was about to be obscured, and people and things were white in this light.

Haihao made a hurried sound.

Countless fishing boats, big or small, fast or slow, appeared on the turbulent sea, heading back towards Candle South Nine City. The disciples of Shanhaige on the city gate were wearing silver cloaks, like birds flying out one after another.

"fine……"

Lou Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the disciples of Shanhaige are well-trained and can pick up the fishing boats as quickly as possible. As long as they can enter Jinghai, they will survive the disaster. After that, as long as you wait for the Xuanwu turtle's respite period to pass, you can re-open the world and go to sea... Lou Jiang comforted himself so much, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The blue bat appeared under the cloud platform, and appeared in the sea world...

Is Jinghai today really still Jinghai?

Lou Jiang was furious, but found that Zuo Yuesheng was walking and turned to look at the cloud platform.

Following his gaze, Lou Jiang found that he was actually looking at the grilled fish rack that was half-built, and he was about to laugh at him - what's the matter, are you still thinking about your grilled fish rack?

As he was muttering, a gust of sea wind blew across the cliff and rolled the half-built bamboo frame into the sea. Zuo Yuesheng turned around cursingly, and Lou Jiang heard him sniff.

Lou Jiang was startled and remembered something.

When Zuo Yuesheng was a child, Zuo Liangshi would bring him to Yuntai for fishing. At that time, Zuo Yuesheng had not grown into a fat man, two big and one small were squatting on the Yuntai, not like the dignified and immortal men in power. future rulers. Later, Zuo Yuesheng didn't know how to start developing horizontally and vertically, and gradually showed his extraordinary talent for mixing and not being stingy, and his relationship with his father gradually became like water and fire. To this day, the two have met no more than half a column of incense, and they must have staged the drama of the father chasing the son.

The pavilion owner basically did not come to Yuntai for fishing in recent years, and Zuo Yuesheng designated it as his territory.

After thinking about this incident, Lou Jiang had to think about it again, and suddenly realized that he didn't know why the relationship between Zuo Yuesheng and his father became what it is now.

Qiu Bodeng turned around on the plank road that was vertical to the cliff.

The dark clouds have piled up over Zhunan City, and the sky light is quickly disappearing, replaced by lightning as pale as a dragon in the black cloud. The disciples of Shanhaige are still working hard to pick up the fishing boat and return to the voyage. Their cloaks are looming among the rolling waves, like big birds returning their young to their nests.

The trumpet echoed.

…………………………

"Don't wait any longer."

Jun Changwei put down the peeping mirror, got up with his knife, and stepped into the sea.

"There has been a problem with Haimen for a long time."

"What on earth did Zuoliangshi, the pavilion master, be?" Lao Tiangong fastened the Tieqing wristbands, and stood up with a gloomy expression, holding two broad axes, "The blue bats were all brought into Jinghai, I think He just jumped into the dungeon, what face will he have to meet his ancestors in the future."

"After Shanhai Pavilion becomes what it is now, even if he is the pavilion owner, he may not be able to manage many things." Jun Changwei whispered.

Lao Tiangong frowned: "The sun is out in the west? Why are you speaking for him today?"

"I just suddenly remembered something," Jun Changwei turned his wrist and pulled out the golden wrong knife, "The pavilion master of Shanhai Pavilion has always been the shortest of all immortal sect masters... I used to think it was with the Zuo family. It has something to do with Xuanwu signing the contract, but it doesn't seem to be possible now."

"What's the meaning?"

"Zuo Liangshi is very thoughtful. When he came to me to help 'Qingshan Zhenhai', he said a word, saying that he was sorry for his son's messing around all these years." Jun Changwei waved the knife, the knife The light flashed across the seabed, "Why did he exile his son everywhere? Because he was afraid..."