On a deserted coast, Lu Xuan and his party have arrived here, waiting for the people from Penglai Sword Pavilion to pick them up and take them to Penglai Immortal Island.
Lu Xuan was originally curious as to why he didn't sail there by himself, but Xiang Mingyang explained that people outside the Fairy Island were not allowed to enter privately.
I came here after having lunch at the hotel at noon. However, after waiting for nearly an hour and no boat coming, Lu Xuan became a little impatient.
However, Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhiyi were still very excited, chattering along the way, and now they are dancing and excited.
Maybe it's because they can spend a lot of time with their master day and night without disturbing him. Anyway, these two little girls who are just in love fill their hearts with their master.
"Master Xiang, what time is it? Why haven't you come yet?"
Guan Hu, the most hot-tempered one, complained.
Xiang Mingyang smiled bitterly: "It should be there soon, please be patient and wait."
Only Zuo Qingyue was the calmest, looking coldly at the endless sea. No one knew what she was thinking. Only Lu Xuan knew that she was now full of ambition and wanted to kill the witch with her own hands.
"The ship is coming!"
Suddenly, Mochizuki Zhixin and Mochizuki Zhiyi shouted happily.
Lu Xuan and others took a look, and sure enough, a ship was like a star in the vast sky. Even though it was small, they still saw it.
However, in their eyes, the boat moved slower than a turtle, and the smiles that appeared on their faces slowly disappeared.
"What is that?" Lu Xuan asked in shock.
"Pfft!"
Mochizuki Zhixin and Mochizuki Zhiyi couldn't help laughing: "Master, it's a boat, a wooden boat!"
Everyone else was on the verge of tears. What era did they still use wooden boats? No wonder they came here to wait for the boat at noon. It was estimated that the boat set off early in the morning. At this speed, it would be difficult to arrive at noon.
This is a painting boat as big as a yacht. The cabin is like a small attic, and the roof has distinct angles, giving it a very ancient charm.
Usually, painted boats are used to carry passengers for fun. This is the first time that everyone saw that painted boats can be used for long-distance travel.
The boat was getting closer and closer to the shore, and a young man in a white shirt slowly came into everyone's eyes. He had handsome features and a slender figure. Standing on the bow of the boat, he had a long sword behind him and his long hair was tied up. Wrap the head with a silk scarf.
The man in a white shirt with a long sword, hands behind his back, stood on the bow of the boat, bathed in the sea breeze. If Lu Xuan hadn't looked back at the high-rise buildings in Xiangjiang, he would have thought he had traveled to ancient times.
This style of painting is really eye-opening.
Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhiyi were both stunned. Lu Xuan knew that the isolated Penglai Island was older than Taoyuan Town in the capital!
Finally, the painting boat arrived at the shore. Xiang Mingyang hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Brother, I am Xiang Mingyang from the Dragon Guard Clan. We have been waiting here for a long time."
However, the man in white shirt said calmly: "You mean you are impatient to wait? If you don't want to wait, I'll pretend I've never been here."
"——"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Xuan frowned. Are all the disciples of Penglai Sword Pavilion pulling like this?
"What do you mean by this!" Zhuang Ziyu said angrily.
The man in white shirt said coldly: "That's what I mean, what can you do? If it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, you would already be a dead person!"
"Ziyu, stop saying a word!"
Xiang Mingyang glared at her, squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother, that's not what we meant. My father has already made an agreement with your sect master. If we don't go, you won't be able to return to the sect, right?" "
The man in the white shirt is extremely arrogant and does not take Lu Xuan and the others seriously. Lu Xuan feels that the Tiandao Sect, which is both good and evil, is much stronger than them. Similar.
Hearing what Xiang Mingyang said, the man in white shirt looked at him: "Are you the son of the Dragon King?"
"Yes!" Xiang Mingyang nodded with a smile.
"For the sake of the Dragon King, I don't share your knowledge. Come on board," the man in white shirt said with a big wave of his hand.
Xiang Mingyang glanced at Lu Xuan and the others, and whispered: "We are asking for help now. Everyone, please calm down and don't follow him. The most important thing is to complete the task assigned by the Dragon King!"
When you go to someone else's territory, you have to be led by someone else. How can you not look at someone else's face?
It's just that Wei Tianxiao, Guan Hu, Zhuang Ziyu and Zuo Qingyue are the four great gods of the Dragon Guard clan, so this kind of anger is really unbearable.
Thinking of the Dragon King's instructions, the four of them could only swallow their anger and treat it as if the tiger had fallen and was bullied by the dog.
Fortunately for Lu Xuan, his mind is flexible and flexible. As long as the other party doesn't do too much, he can still tolerate it.
As for Wangyue Zhixin and Wangyue Zhiyi, of course they listen to their master in everything.
Under the gaze of the man in white shirt, the seven people began to board the boat one by one. When they got into the cabin, they immediately saw an old man with white hair sitting in the stern of the boat, holding a paddle in his hand.
Let an old man row a boat, no wonder it is so slow!
What's annoying is that the man in the white shirt is so young that he let an old man row the boat.
The white-haired old man was wearing shabby clothes and looked very shabby. When he saw Lu Xuan and the others, he smiled politely.
"Hello, old man!"
The white-haired old man looked quite pitiful, and Mochizuki Zhixin and Mochizuki Zhiyi smiled and greeted him.
"He can't hear you," the man in the white shirt said nonchalantly, still standing at the bow.
"Are your ears hard to use?" Wei Tianxiao asked subconsciously.
I heard the man in white shirt say again: "He can't speak either!"
"——"
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they felt something vaguely.
"You don't have to guess. He was not born like this. He had his ears pierced, his tongue cut out, and he has been a boatman for decades. As for the reason, you should know!"
The man in white shirt said calmly, but Lu Xuan and the others were shocked and speechless.
Undoubtedly, this approach is really cruel and inhumane. Living like this is no different from a human pig. It is worse than a dog.
Lu Xuan looked a little coldly and said, "Did you do this?"
"Of course not, he's from the Martial Arts Alliance," the man in white shirt replied.
Martial arts alliance!
When Lu Xuan heard it for the first time, he suddenly felt that the water in Penglai Island was much deeper than he thought.
"Aren't the people in the Martial Arts Alliance afraid of the old man escaping and being treated like this?" Lu Xuan asked.
The man in the white shirt laughed and said, "How dare they, unless they want their family members to die!"
"——" What kind of place is Penglai Immortal Island? There is no king's law, a world where people cannibalize people!
