152. Huangquan

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Accompanied by the melting cold moon, a group of fireflies danced and chased each other, cutting through the night. Exuding a faint light, they flow aimlessly in the darkness until a breeze slowly blows them to the dark water.

On the lake, which is still five miles away from the north shore of Whale God Island, the water is sparkling and calm. No one would have imagined that the scene below would be so horrifying.

Under the lake water quietly lurked a black-painted ink-colored boat.

Except that it can actually be underwater, not a drop of water can leak in. What's even more surprising is that this ink ship is moving slowly. There is no wind under the water, so I don’t know how I can sail the boat. Wherever they go, fish tend to avoid them and dare not face them directly.

There was an old man sitting in the boat. He closed his eyes and meditated, sitting still. It seems as if this strange scene has long been accustomed to it. He was completely motionless, almost assimilating with his surroundings.

Until a few o'clock, the dim light slowly danced into the boat, and it turned out to be a group of flying fireflies, slowly crossing the water to this point.

The old man opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Is it finally here?"

The flowing fireflies are like ice, standing still for a moment. The dim light gradually peeled off the shell of the green scales, leaving only the darkness they were attached to. It looked like it was being swallowed by a slow black current, gradually losing its light and gradually revealing its essence.

The cabin is very bright. Dozens of golden headlights standing side by side illuminate the cabin like daylight.

And 'he' is the only darkness.

The man enveloped in darkness spread his hands vigorously, looked up to the sky and laughed, then lay down on his back. The interior of the ship is cushioned with gold embroidery, vermilion red powder, and a soft mattress, making it almost a big bed. Unlike the upright old man who sat stiffly, he seemed to be enjoying the luxurious interior of the ship.

"Hahahahahahaha, it's been a long time since I met 'Yazhu Fenglike. The things in the Demon Realm are still so wonderful, I can't get tired of watching them.'

The old man was silent.

‘They’ are never afraid of having their whereabouts known.

In addition to being experts in traveling and having a deep knowledge of concealing their whereabouts, they are also aided by magical and unpredictable tools. This 'Shui Lun Bo' can sink to the bottom of rivers, and the largest model can carry fifty elite people. If you can cover up the enemy's attack silently in a water battle, it will have a miraculous effect, causing your opponent to die inexplicably.

Mr. An was focused on the scenery of the fish and lake bottom outside the boat, and sighed: "If I were born with these treasures, I'm afraid I would be so obsessed with them that I would never go out. Not to mention sitting among the fragrant countries, it is really an indescribable freedom. happy.

"If you are envious, you can go around the magic knife room once and you will be qualified to enter the demonic realm.

"That makes sense. If I get up one day, I can follow Zhong Ning's example and go around the knife room. Maybe I can catch a little girl manager.

The old man didn't have the good temper to deal with his pretentiousness, so he just extended his hand.

"Bring it here.'

Mr. An didn't even look at him, suppressing his amusement and asked.

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"What?"

The old man rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "That reborn Emperor's Sword. I vaguely heard it was called Emperor Yuan Long Slayer. Since you came so late, you must have had enough fun. You should also let me take a look. no?'

"Poison King is really old and smart. He has recently developed some great tonics." He also gave a thumbs up, as if he was extremely sincere.

Poison King's eyes are old but not dull. The Emperor Yuan Dragon Slayer was a huge sword, and it was difficult to hide it even with a wide robe and long sleeves. Mr. An was wearing thin clothes at the moment, and it was obvious that it would not be on him. It can only be understood that this mysterious 'colleague' hid the sword somewhere to prevent him from discovering it.

"Where is the sword? Where did you hide it?

"The sword? Lost it.

"lost?"

Mr. An rested his head on the soft cushion and spread his hands. You could almost see his sneer in his voice.

It was impossible to judge the seriousness of this man from his voice or even his expression. Although this was a consensus when we got along, the old man was still very annoyed by his laughter. He knew that most of the time this man was just being mysterious. But the long experience of getting along with him made him vaguely feel that the man was not joking this time.

"When are you still joking?

The Poison King couldn't hold it back, stretched out his hand and pulled, tearing off his mask. Under the dark mask, a handsome face of about twenty-seven to thirty years old was revealed. The appearance of "Aji" was absolutely the same. The human skin mask he deliberately tore off at that time was completely indistinguishable from his original appearance.

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Only the Poison King knows this person's true face - it has always been unclear. No one knows if this young man's face is his. The Poison King has seen him use more than twenty different identities, and none of them are repeated. With the poisonous gaze of the Poison King, you can't even see the flaw in each of his human skin masks. It can be called a miraculous craftsmanship.

Not to mention his face, even his identity is like a fog. Even in front of the person they regarded as their leader in the organization, Mr. An remained the same, never showing the loyalty and obedience that he had as a subordinate. What he has shown time and again is only extremely excellent abilities and many 'results' that he could not have achieved.

The matter was so important that Poison King could no longer keep his temper and said angrily.

"Where is that sword? Where did you hide it? It couldn't be that you hid it for some boring reason like taking the credit.'

He took another step forward, his whole body was full of energy, and he seemed to want to take action. A cold front suddenly appeared on the side of Poison King's neck. The Poison King suddenly woke up and retreated to avoid being hurt by the sword.

The man who suddenly appeared was dressed at night

He was dressed in a powerful outfit and wore a silver mask with a dragon pattern on his face. He drew his sword so fast that even the Poison King couldn't see it.

Mr. An laughed.

"Rentian, how can you be rude to an old senior?

"Yes." Gentian retreated slightly and hid next to him. With this retreat, the murderous aura in his body subsided, and even though he saw it with his own eyes, he still felt that there was no one there.

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Mr. An smiled and said: "Why is the Poison King so angry? When I said the sword was lost, it was really lost. It was not a joke.

Poison King listened to his tone with a trace of annoyance and helplessness, it seemed that this was really happening. Only then did he become anxious.

"After ten years of deployment, all the credit has been lost, but you can still laugh. Why did you lose it? Get it back quickly.

"I met someone who can fight. We competed for a few times, and the person suddenly told me that he didn't want to fight.'

"He said he won't fight, so you really won't fight?"

"I haven't decided yet. But he took two steps and suddenly turned around and struck me with a sword. I was caught off guard without paying attention and I kept dodging everywhere. If I hadn't used the secret skill, I might not have been able to recover. Come."

Poison King asked carefully, he was surprised and admired, and sighed.

....Is there really someone who can fight with you alone? Is this person human?

"Yes or no, Rendan has fought with him more times, you can ask him.

Mr. An sat up.

"I'm afraid that if you have anything to say, you can only say it in front of the master."

Smiled slightly and said.

"Let's go back to Huangquan E

(End of Luo Jian chapter)

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