Chapter 160: Interracial

People suddenly showed a look of anticipation, and they all looked at Yun Xuan intently, a story that the bounty monk will never forget must be quite attractive!

Yun Xuan frowned slightly, sighed deeply, and said in a sad tone, "Okay, I'll tell you a past event that touched me deeply!"

On a winter morning a few years ago, another friend of mine and I were patrolling the sea as usual, when the clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and the storm came in an instant, and we encountered the most terrible thing - a tsunami!

Seeing a huge wave hundreds of feet high rising up behind us, we were all dumbfounded, and galloped forward desperately, the mist was all around, the biting cold wind was whistling in our ears, we couldn't see everything around us clearly, and as far as the eye could see, it was a gray patch, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and the monstrous wave had swept in, making a terrible sound like a ghost, and it was overwhelming towards us......

Under the guidance of that unique hoarse voice, the jubilant atmosphere around seemed to gradually fade, and everyone in the pavilion couldn't help but hold their breath, as if they were brought into that dark and death-filled morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yun Xuan took a deep breath and continued: " We were completely disoriented, in that earth-shattering wave, the ship was destroyed in an instant, all the belongings were swept into the endless deep sea by the waves, at that time in our minds, only the instinctive desire to survive, dying and struggling, we don't know how far we were swept away by the waves, maybe it is the deepest part of the vast sea, you know, there is always a limit to human endurance, my companion and I lost all our strength almost at the same time, fortunately the tsunami momentum also came to an end, but the power of nature is still terrifying, it is just the aftermath, the waves completely drowned us。

Our whole body is weak, but our body is constantly sinking, sinking endlessly, unable to struggle, and the cold, desperate and helpless feeling instantly rushes to the brain, permeating the whole body.

We thought we were finished, and smiled bitterly, in the vast and boundless sea, the distance between people was too far, and without ten days and half a month, it was impossible for another group of bounty monks to walk through here.

I don't know how long it took, but the cold water had numbed us, and just when I thought I was about to become a part of it, I heard a horn in the distance. The strong desire to survive was once again aroused from the depths of my heart, and I don't know where the strength came from, I desperately swam to my friend, who was already dying at that time, but fortunately his consciousness was very strong, he still slowly woke up from the coma, and then he also heard the slight whistle, and we were in high spirits, and with what little strength we had left, we floated to the surface of the water above our heads, hoping to swim to the surface of the water as soon as possible.

In fact, we were originally very good at water, but we lost too much strength when we struggled in the tsunami, and even the sound has become very weak, and the vast sea area is too big, I believe that when our cry for help reaches the passing ships, it has become a part of the wind, listening to the whistle slowly moving away again, we all see the despair on each other's faces.

However, Heaven always likes to leave a little hope for people, and the wind suddenly changes direction, and it blows in the direction of the ship, which means that if our cries for help are loud enough, the people on the ship should be able to hear them!

That was our last hope, and the two of us shouted and screamed as hard as we could, and finally, the effort paid off, and the whistle grew louder, and it was evident that the people on the ship heard us and were heading towards us.

However, our look of surprise did not linger on our faces for long, and then disappeared completely, just because the ship was completely composed of animal corpses, not only that, but those corpses were still constantly pulling and struggling with each other, which was creepy at the same time, giving people the feeling that even the bones were still alive, such a supernatural ship, I am afraid that its owner is definitely not our compatriots, even the notorious pirates in the vast sea, can not do such a terrible breath of death! Facing the boundless sea, we can only laugh in despair.

It was a humanoid creature with the head of a jackal! It had a large, muscular body, clad in shabby and savage skins, and it came from the gray world in the distance, and it recognized where we were, and immediately accelerated towards us.

Perhaps, they are ready to skin our flesh and nail us to the ship, so that we can be part of the bones......

By the way, fellow Daoists, please allow me to destroy the coherence of the story, we cultivate bounty monks in the vast sea area, and demon cultivators in the vast sea area, there are also demon cultivators who cultivate bounty monks, our purpose is actually the same, that is, to cut off each other's heads and receive a high bounty!"

Ye Wanling, Bai Su and others nodded one after another, indicating that they knew this fact, of course, there were also people like Murong De who didn't know how to pretend to understand and nodded their heads.

Yun Xuan took another deep breath, picked up a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine in front of him, drank it all, and continued slowly: "That humanoid monster quickly came to us, whether it is a bounty monk of the demon cultivator or a spy sent by the demon realm to reconnoitre, we have only one fate, and that is death! My companion and I have closed our eyes in despair, waiting for the god of death to come and harvest our lives!"

But something surprising happened, the humanoid creature with the head of a jackal stretched out its hands and actually scooped us out of the sea, and it was going to capture us alive, or was it trying to torture us by some means?

Even as we watched with fear in our eyes, it actually spoke, and it was still a standard human language! It said, 'Friends, are you all right, hold on!'

Oh my God! What the hell is going on?

My friend and I looked at each other, it was the first time we had been bounty monks for so long that we had stepped on such a strange thing!

The humanoid carried us on either shoulder, one by one, and then took great steps to carry us to a room on the ship.

Although it was still drizzling outside, and the skeleton ship was "creaking" and rocking as it sailed, the room was surprisingly warm, and the terrifying bones filled the space, but the bed, table, and various tools were still very complete, and it could be seen that the humanoid creature with the head of a jackal had lived on the ship for a long time.

At the side of a fire burning with a faint flame, the humanoid creature handed each of us a steaming ham, grinning at us in a friendly manner, like an old friend.

We wrapped our whole body around the animal skin, stretched out our hands and took it tremblingly, our bodies still trembling, I don't know if it was because our bodies were still in the cold inertia, or because of the existence of this terrible creature in front of us.

We glanced at each other, knowing in our hearts that the other party did not have the slightest combat power now, and it was impossible to kill this humanoid creature with the head of a jackal, and at that time, if the other party wanted to kill us, we didn't have to wait until now, because we were so hungry that we couldn't tell what kind of animal's front and rear legs were, so we immediately chewed hard.

It put two more cups of skull cup of hot tea on the table next to us, smiling like a warm host entertaining us.

We ate and drank silently, with only one thought in our hearts, that is, to recover our strength as soon as possible to deal with the crisis in front of us.

The jackal-headed humanoid sat down next to us and asked us in a gruff voice what had happened.

I looked at my friend, then at the friendly jackal-headed humanoid, and I told the story of the tsunami briefly.

It nodded, said a few words of concern, and then suddenly lowered its voice and said, "Friends, you must be careful when you are active in this area!

We humans? This guy actually says 'we humans'! Could it be that it thinks of itself as a human being?

We squeaked, and he said, 'I've been hunting it down here for years, but I've always come close to catching it, and its peculiar aura often appears in the waters of this area, but there is not even a shadow, this guy is very cunning! ’

It was putting on the posture of a senior to exchange experiences with us, and I looked at my friend, and his eyes flashed with natural hatred for the alien race, but at this time there was a strange look, which was pity, sorrow, and helplessness...... The poor alien actually regarded himself as a human bounty monk, and then in the depths of the vast sea, he was chasing and killing himself day after day, and those breaths should have been left by himself!

It ignored our strange expressions and continued to say thoughtfully, "I remember that a few years ago, our Terran soul hunting group hunted a large group of demon cultivators in this area, and once let one of the strong demon cultivators escape, I believe that the alien race I am chasing is the same ...... a few years ago."

The sad look in our eyes is even heavier, the strong alien demon cultivator who escaped a few years ago is probably the one in front of him, maybe it is because the blood of too many companions has stimulated the head, or maybe the soul hunting group has used some cruel means, so that it has become crazy after escaping, thinking that it is also a human bounty monk, hunting the fish that slipped through the net a few years ago, maybe it hates itself afterwards for this cowardly behavior of escaping, it always grits its teeth when it talks about that guy.

Probably hadn't spoken to anyone for too long, and the jackal-headed humanoid chattered about its life at sea and its search for prey, until we were too tired to let us sleep.

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