Ren Hao wanted to take Wen Yiming away, but he stayed behind under Lan Tingxuan's stop, and after half an hour, he communicated

When Wen Yiming was about to return to the bottom cabin on the deck, Lan Ting said, "Young Master Wen, thank you for this incident." As for your boat www.biquge.info you can rest assured that you will walk with me when you get off the boat, and he will not dare to do anything to you. ”

"Thank you Miss Lan for your help!" Wen Yiming clenched his fists and thanked him.

The cultivation of the first layer of your boat Dawusheng, if he gets off the boat without protection, it is very likely that he will die for life, and when he decides to tell the truth about the hundred-year-old king, he is also gambling.

If he didn't do that at that time, he would inevitably be left behind and die, and with his senses of Lan Tingxuan's short exposure, he could only gamble on whether he would be grateful for a little help.

Lan Tingxuan smiled slightly, and said, "It's also that I have been a burden to you, but you'd better be careful in the bilge these two days, you've insulted you too much, although he won't come forward in person because of the Locking Sky Town, but it will definitely not make you feel better." ”

Wen Yiming nodded in thanks, and only after taking Lan Tingxuan away did he enter the bottom cabin.

Walking to his place, half-lying against the bulkhead of the ship, he found that many people were looking at him with strange eyes, and whispering from time to time.

Fang Ming lay down slightly and sighed, "Alas, brother, you are too reckless, this time!"

Wen Yiming smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, let it be." ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly, and after a brief thought in his mind, he put this matter aside.

He didn't think much about how to deal with what happened two days later, there must be a road before the car reached the mountain, and before that, he thought of a lot of possibilities, although he could escape for a while by following Lan Tingxuan off the boat, but it was impossible to shelter himself for the rest of his life.

What's more, he has to rush to northern Xinjiang, and he can only adapt to this matter at that time. The boat on the first floor of the Great Martial Arts is twelve layers taller than himself, crossing two great realms, and it is also a forging martial arts cultivation, even he himself doesn't know how to avoid this catastrophe.

Wen Yiming instead thought about the hundred-year-old king just now in his mind, and he knew that it was related to the green light emitted by one of the nebulas in his mind.

Combining his spiritual thoughts with his current concentration and inwardness in his mind, he clearly felt that one of the nebulae was rotating around the chaotic nebula in the middle at an extremely slow speed, just like the nebula of the Xionglong totem that was about to awaken.

Moreover, when he awakened the Shura sword body, he found that in the nebula with a slight green light, there was a faint image of a snow-white beast, and at this moment, the image of the beast in it was more agile, although it was not very clear, but it could be seen that its body was like a one-horned goat, and it also gave birth to a pair of wings.

This must be a racial talent, what kind of talent is it? Wen Yiming thought about it for a long time and didn't get the slightest answer.

Just as he was thinking, the bilge door was slammed open, and then a group of people walked in, each looking for a place and lying down.

Wen Yiming glanced at it and knew that it was the group of people who had gone out to help at the beginning, and just as he was about to close his eyes and think about it again, he saw Kang Fu and another big man walking towards this side.

The big man with big shoulders was five big and three thick, and his face was a little fierce, so he walked directly to the empty bunk next to Wen Yiming and sat down, just staring at Wen Yiming who was half-lying with his head sideways, without even blinking his eyes.

Wen Yiming maintained a posture of holding his hands on his chest, and did not look at him, he could see that this big man, like Fang Ming, was a cultivator of the ninth layer of a martial artist.

Although he knew that the comer was not good, but until the last resort, he tried not to make a move, and he would be driven off the ship if he fought on the Locking Sky, and he could not compare with these outlaws who had backing.

Kang Fu stood in front of Wen Yiming's bunk, and only said after a while, "Boy, just now Lao Tzu was disturbed by you to rest, and he was fined two thousand pieces of lower grade spirit crystals outside because of his poor spirits, and this loss can only be found by you." ”

Wen Yiming raised his eyes to look at him, and before he could speak, the big man snorted coldly, "Is this kid?" Kang Fu, you especially partnered with Lao Tzu, and the injured Lao Tzu was also punished, and it seems that this loss will have to be found by this kid, a total of 4,000 yuan. ”

"Nope. Wen Yiming naturally knew that these two people were here to find fault, they must have been instructed by You Zhou, and they wanted to make themselves suffer a little, but he was not very sure if they would take their own lives.

Although there are regulations in the Lock Heaven Number, the rules of these occasions are in the eyes of Wu Xiu, who has status and power, but they are no different from his own back garden.

The big man frowned, swept the fence between the two with a slap, leaned over the floor, and said viciously, "Boy, either compensate Lao Tzu for the loss, or hum, Lao Tzu will cut off your tongue to vent his anger, choose." ”

By this time, Wen Yiming already knew that the two of them definitely had strong backers, and they were not afraid of being driven out of the Lock Sky at all, and it was obviously difficult not to use force in this matter, and it was even a vicious battle.

Wen Yiming's silent cohesion lifted his hips off the floor, his shoulders leaning against the wall of the boat shrank back slightly, and his feet were also filled with internal strength, just waiting for the other party to attack, he would attack first, kill one person in the shortest time, and he couldn't care so much about being driven off the boat.

Seeing that Wen Yiming was still silent, the big man got up and walked slowly around Wen Yiming to the side of Fang Ming's bunk, suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Ming, and said with a smile, "Friend, please move your position, our brother has to deal with some personal matters." ”

Fang Ming hurriedly stood up, seeing that the big man with his shoulders had a soothing expression, he moved his position and said with a smile, "Two good men, I hope to raise your noble hand, both of us are from the south, and I still have a thousand low-grade spirit crystals on my body, it's better to"

Before Fang Ming finished speaking, he saw that the big man with a big shoulder suddenly made a palm on his chest.

The two of them stood almost close to each other, Fang Ming was just stunned by a palm in his chest as soon as he paused to speak, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but it was the other hand of the big man who held his back, and he was forced to receive a heart-warming palm.

Wen Yiming's arms tightened slightly, but he still didn't move, he had already turned on his concentration aura, he had already sensed Fang Ming's injury, and his heart had been shattered by the violent internal strength under the sudden attack.

Fang Ming's pupils dilated, blood kept choking out of his mouth, and he still grabbed the arm of the big man with his shoulders tightly, the kind of unwilling grief and indignation, Wen Yiming could feel it deeply.

Fang Cai's big man attacked the killer, Wen Yiming found out that it was too late, the distance between the two was too close, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to rescue him.

Wen Yiming is calm on the surface, but his heart is already murderous, it can be said that Fang Ming was killed by himself; in this world of the jungle, although life and death cannot be controlled by oneself, unjust death for no reason is commonplace, but Wen Yiming still feels a trace of guilt.

Fang Ming was outspoken, his personality was very arrogant, just because he had spoken to him, he was killed by the two of them to make an example of himself, in order to deter himself; Fang Ming died extremely unwilling and wronged, he was also a cultivator of the ninth layer of martial arts, he was attacked and killed with a palm, and he couldn't say a word of grief and indignation before he died, which made Wen Yiming's heart furious to the extreme.

At this moment, he twisted the sword bag with his left hand, and leaned on the hilt of Ziyan's sword without a trace with his right hand.

Extremely quiet and vivid, its momentum is like the wind, and the softness and rigidity can be incomparable!

This is the method of transformation of rigidity and softness that he comprehended in yin and yang, Wen Yiming has a hidden killing intention, and decides to quickly kill this person even if he is driven off the ship.

A little essence blood in the spirit ruin space is already ready to move.