Two hundred and forty-nine wingless dome four
"Lord Geyou, Qianyu understands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info" The old man nodded, his tone a little hesitant, "It's just that in the palace of the King of Chu, the prince of Yue has always been inseparable from her. β
"Oh?" the fishing man chuckled, "interesting, let's make a deal between ours and the merman." β
"What business?" the old man asked in a low voice, bowing closer.
"She does things for us, we don't kill the son of the Yue Kingdom, go. The fishing man pulled up the line and threw it away, "I think she'll agree." β
"Yes, Chiyu will do it. The old man stooped back, and farther behind him stood a dozen killers in robes, all of them holding a curved waist knife in their hands, waiting respectfully to one side.
The old man of Qianyu pulled up the brim of his hat and left with a dozen people, and the man who was fishing turned his head to look at the twenty or thirty meters on the left, where two women slowly walked onto a big boat. After a while, the people scattered around the harbor kept getting on the same big ship, and everything seemed busy and normal.
Just a careful person can notice that most of the people on board are women, and most of the women don't have a lot of packages on them.
"Hehe, I don't know which organization it's from?" The fishing man shook his head, retracted his gaze, and continued to look at the sea.
Half an hour later the ship left the harbor, and a woman stepped onto the deck and looked at the man sitting on the edge of the harbor fishing, without speaking.
"Sister, is there anything wrong with him?" said another woman's voice behind her.
"It doesn't matter, Luoshui. The woman shook her head, a tired look on her face, "My brother must have left Dayu now, and they should soon find out where my child is." β
"Sister, I sent a message to our people in Vietnam half a month ago. Luo Shui stood behind, "When we arrive in Yueguo, we can uproot the power of the fox concubine." β
"Uprooted?" the woman sighed, "Dayu, we killed quite a few of them. If this is the case, they will not be wary, and the fox girl should have disappeared into history a long time ago. But our people, I wonder if they can hold up our coming?"
Luo Shui's brows were twisted into a row, and she was speechless.
"Alas, Yue Guo, Zhao Wuke is the general of Yue Guo. My child, he's so anxious. The woman grimaced, vaguely aware of her child's purpose.
Five days later.
γYue Guo Β· Shark Bay Portγ
A man reached out and lifted the curtain hanging behind the window, glancing at the bustling port, "Stop." β
The carriage, drawn by two snow-white horses, stopped, and the groom jumped into the carriage and prostrate on the ground, serving as a meat stool.
The curtain was pulled up and lowered, and a man stepped on the groom's back and walked down. He raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and his long snow-white hair was scattered, and under his sword eyebrows were a pair of melancholy eyes.
Dressed in white, he looks extremely ethereal, and his demeanor is extraordinary.
"It's been almost nine years, has my country forgotten me?" he murmured, and the soldiers in armor on the side of the carriage drove away the busy port workers.
The people around him behaved very indifferently, and there were always a few days a month when the prince of the Chu State, Yingli, would come to Shark Bay and stand on the harbor and look at it.
He looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, his snow-white hair being blown messy.
Gradually, a few white sails appeared in the shark migration, slowly coming towards the port. Workers standing on the harbor waiting to carry goods anxiously squeezed forward, trying to squeeze a good position after the merchant ship docked.
They belong to several gangs, and the workers at the bottom of each gang also learn to squeeze each other out.
As the merchant ship approached, Yingli, who was standing in the harbor, looked at the sails, which did not have any logo of the merchant alliance or any national flag. There was disappointment in his eyes, he was always accustomed to searching the harbor for ships from Chu to Yue, and comforting his nostalgia from the big ships.
Xiang Yiming and Tuoba followed Yu Ziwen out of the deck, and their group had a total of more than ten large ships, which were now scattered in the major ports of the Yue Kingdom.
There are a total of three ships that have stepped into the territory of Vietnam from the Shark Bay, and it is also the largest port in Los Angeles, the capital of Vietnam, and the second largest port in Los Angeles - Susan Port on the coastline fifty miles east of here.
"I'm back, Yue Guo. Yu Ziwen stood on the deck, looked at the workers who were scrambling to stand on the harbor, and muttered.
Behind him, many Yuming warriors carrying boxes came to the deck, dressed as sailors and laborers. There is tiredness on every face, and under the exhaustion is excitement and sadness.
Finally returned home, and twenty years of escape finally came to an end.
Xiang Yiming and Tuoba Qian snuggled up in the crowd, and the soldiers carrying boxes beside them walked towards the port with their heads buried one by one.
"Yiming, we are back in Yue again. Tuoba Qian looked at the port quietly, she showed a very complicated smile, "I'm going to find Sister Qingya, go to the temple fair, go to see the shipyard, and..."
"Uh-huh. Xiang Yiming kept nodding, trying his best to hide the hesitation and complexity in his eyes in front of Tuoba Qian.
He finally ushered in this day, but when he was about to set foot on the land of Los Angeles, he suddenly had a feeling that he didn't know how to face it. There was a vagueness about what he was going to do, and this ambiguity made him hesitate.
Nine years ago, he was still sighing at his name, a song, a song, a bird in the palm of someone else's hand, how can he be a blockbuster? Now, he is back, he can prove it to his enemy, but he hesitates.
"You say, does Sister Qingya still recognize us?" Tuoba Qian said as she suddenly stopped, staring at Xiang Yiming's eyes and asked.
"I remember that I still have the dagger she gave me when she left. Xiang Yiming replied and patted Tuoba Qian's head gently, "Let's go, it's time for us to go down to the deck." β
"Uh-huh. Tuoba Qian nodded, let go of the hand holding Xiang Yiming and strode forward, she said, "Hurry up, Yiming." β
Following the crowd down the deck, the port was surrounded by water, and the two struggled to squeeze out, Tuoba Qian suddenly shook Xiang Yiming's arm, and pointed to the silhouette of Yingli not far on the right, "Hey, Yiming, you see, how his hair is white." β
Xiang Yiming looked at Tuoba Qian's fingers, the silhouette of the man was like a pine, his whole white hair fluttering wantonly in the sea breeze, and he was surrounded by armored soldiers.
"He's a pure-blooded feathered man. Xiang Yiming's eyelids jumped, the snow-white hair was a manifestation of a pure-blooded feather person, in the Yue country, a pure-blooded feather person could have so many guards to protect him, there was only one such person. He vaguely knew the answer in his heart, he had a battle with the other party nine years ago, and the speed of the other party gave him an indelible memory.