Jiang Yan stretched out his hands and rubbed his face fiercely, and whispered:
"Turn on the martial arts modifier..."
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Woohoo!
At the Jingshui Pier, deep and dull sounds spread through every corner of the dock. At the same time, the huge ship began to slowly leave here. It gradually came to the center of the Jingshui River, preparing to set sail.
On the tall mast, large sails slowly rose, blocking the sun and blocking the wind.
On the hull of the ship, a thin, icy-blue rune slowly lit up, and countless tiny water flows formed on their own, pushing the giant ship forward.
"Every time the Komatsu sets sail, I can't help but feel a little surge in my heart. Such a huge ship is made and controlled by us and becomes our tool..."
"It's such a magnificent thing."
The silver-haired old man stood on the deck, holding the side of the ship firmly with both hands. He looked at the still water dock that was getting smaller and smaller in his sight, and murmured in a low voice.
His mission has been completed, and all his time will be free during the next part of the voyage. If you do not consider some of the scary and strange events that may occur on the way, it will be a comfortable one. journey of.
"only……"
How could there be no danger in the wild? How could they charge such an expensive fare if there was no danger?
"Damn, here come two more people."
The silver-haired man frowned as he watched, but then relaxed quickly. In his sight, there were two men running towards the ship. They were running and jumping.
Approaching the shore, the two men leaped high, crossed a long distance, and landed heavily on the deck.
When he got closer, the silver-haired old man had the opportunity to look at the two uninvited guests.
Both of them are swordsmen, with faces full of wind and evil. They have obvious features and are easy to distinguish. One of them has a very obvious scar on his forehead, while the other has only three fingers on his left palm. This is a "seven-fingered" man. .
"Knife head, according to the guidance of the elephant's back compass, the little ant we are looking for is on this ship!"
The "seven-fingered" man vaguely held a simple compass in his hand. The compass was covered with pictures and numbers. It was dark red in color and had fine patterns looming.
In the center of the compass, there is a small silver-gray snake. At this moment, this small snake holds its head high, and in its cold and ruthless small pupils, it emits two rays of silver light, pointing to the two rooms on the ship's upper floor respectively.
"Huh?" Seeing the forked silver light, the scarred man's expression changed slightly, and he grinned, showing a hint of subtle cruelty and viciousness.
"Two places, it seems that the remnants of Tianyuan Sect have accomplices."
"Just kill them all. I didn't expect there would be an unexpected harvest."
The silver-haired old man came over. He still had a smile on his face and spoke quickly and forcefully, "A top-grade guest room will have a thousand taels of silver, a middle-grade guest room will have 700 silver, and a low-grade guest room will have 400 silver."
Having said this, the silver-haired old man paused and added without leaving any trace, "The best...the best guest room costs five thousand silver."
"Excuse me, guests, which one do you want to choose..."
Scar man: "..."
He put away the compass and put it close to his body. The "Seven Finger" man stepped forward. He nodded gently to the silver-haired old man and said kindly, "Old sir, we have friends on this ship. They are in the cabin."
"We just need to find them for urgent matters and have no intention of staying there."
Originally, he had no intention of going to Guihua City, and he had no intention of spending money. The smile on the silver-haired old man's face gradually diminished, and eventually disappeared.
"The two of you can do it yourself."
"I would like to remind you that the Komatsu will be completely out in the wild within a quarter of an hour at most. Before that, please leave!" The silver-haired old man said lightly, then turned and left.
The scarred man took a deep breath and forced himself to put away the thought of killing the old man with a knife. He turned to the "seven-fingered" man and said coldly:
"Separate operations, just kill and search people directly." He looked at the huge ship at his feet, frowned slightly, and added:
"The noise will be quieter in a while, and we will leave immediately after we get it."
"Seven Fingers" the man responded in a low voice and walked up to the top floor. His goal was Jiang Yan's room.
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Quiet environment, closed space.
Jiang Yan breathed softly, and at this moment, his mind became more and more peaceful.
He looked up at the martial arts modifier panel. The light green translucent panel was floating quietly. Compared with when Jiang Yan had just traveled through time, there were countless more pieces of data on the modifier.
This means that he is getting stronger.
Jiang Yan did not take the opportunity to improve his martial arts skills. He focused on a line of data.
"The secret skill of sword pointing."
This secret skill was secretly obtained by Jiang Yan from Fei Shan in Yuyang Village, but what surprised him was that he still could not improve this secret skill until now.
"It shouldn't be the reason for the weird value." Jiang Yan made a judgment in his mind. He guessed that this should be related to the jade piece in Fei Shan's hand. There should be some other prerequisites for practicing this secret skill.
If possible, I am willing to buy the jade piece in Fei Shan's hand at a reasonable price.
After thinking about this matter, Jiang Yan's eyes hardened. He also wanted to go to the iron ore stronghold before the Dahe Gang. Traveling to another world would be impossible if there were no conditions for stress.
At first, he just wanted to escape from that dark, crazy, hopeless place, and begged to survive smoothly.
Now, although he is not strong enough yet, and there is still a big gap between him and a true high-level warrior, he is not as weak as he was before, unable to look directly at and face even evil-level monsters.
Hope to find something else.
Putting away other things in his mind, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and lay directly on his back on the soft bed. The corners of his mouth curled up. He was looking forward to the beautiful scene when he would be reunited with Lu Lu in a few days.
Boom! Boom! Footsteps sounded.
Squeak! The door was pushed open without knocking, greeting or politeness.
It was only the afternoon and it was not yet time to deliver food. Jiang Yan heard the wind, the shrill wind. When he opened his eyes, he saw a long knife slashing at his face.
No stopping, no joke, this person wants to kill me? Who is he? I have no enemies here at all.
The long knife reached his body, but Jiang Yan did not move. He was still lying on the bed, just like an ordinary person who was frightened by a sudden and violent attack.
When the blade of the knife was less than one foot away from Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan's somewhat unfocused eyes focused and he glanced at the man who attacked him.
Just such a look, just such a look, a bunch of firework-like flames bloomed gorgeously, easily wrapping the man, without making any sound, the long knife melted and evaporated, and the body burned to ashes.
It's just a matter of a moment.
Raising his palm and holding it empty, clusters of black ash floating in the room condensed in Jiang Yan's palm. The black ash condensed into a ball and spun rapidly in Jiang Yan's palm.
This is the last bit of garbage, and Jiang Yan is doing the final cleaning.
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