Several people on the boat all looked at Gusu Xiaoniang, although this woman walked with Li Luo, but rarely spoke, she has been adrift at sea for three days, and she has never seen her talk to others, and Li Yuanxi is the same, the same cold as frost, the difference is only Li Yuanxi's cold, cold in the cold, and Gusu Xiaoniang's cold in the cold. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Gu Su Xiaoniang looked up at Li Luo, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and seemed to blame Li Luo for wanting to ask herself, but she also exhaled helplessly, and replied softly: "No." ”

Li Luo sighed, and there was no look of disappointment, it was an ethereal legend, and it was understandable that Gusu Xiaoniang didn't know.

"Lejin, I'm tired of you commanding the warship and searching this sea area as soon as possible."

Cong Fu answered, left on his own, ordered the soldiers to speed up, and Mo Zhengyan also helped Su and Wan Ce into the cabin to rest.

Waiting for everyone to walk away, Gusu Xiaoniang suddenly whispered: "My subordinates have seen the records of ghost ships before, but in the records that my subordinates have seen, the ghost ships are not called ghost ships, but magic ships." ”

Li Luo was stunned and puzzled: "Demon ship? ”

"Hmm."

"Demon Ship ......" Li Luo muttered to himself, and suddenly a thought popped into his heart, "Could it be related to the Great Gan Demon Gate?" ”

"This subordinate doesn't know, and the record only mentions a sentence or two roughly, and nothing else is written."

Li Luo's heart sank, could it be that these ghost ships were really deliberately placed in the vast sea.

Five days is not too long, and it is not too short. According to Cong Fu's calculations, the five warships had already searched all the seas where the ghost ship might float, let alone the ship, and they didn't even see a piece of rotten wood.

As time passed, Cong Fu's face became more and more unsightly, and his anger grew, and from time to time he could hear Cong Fu's voice scolding the soldiers on the ship.

Only Gu Cai'er still has nothing to do, sitting on the bow of the boat all day long, either laughing and teasing Li Luo, or singing loudly, but then again, Gu Cai'er's singing is indeed very beautiful, like a kingfisher singing, sweeping away some of the haze in the hearts of everyone on the boat.

Seven days later, there was still no trace of the ghost ship, Cong Fu released a clipper, and exchanged news with the soldiers of the Dagan Sailor Division behind him, and there was no shadow of the ghost ship in the coastal area of the alliance city, as if the ghost ship disappeared mysteriously after a glimpse.

The people on the ship did not show the slightest expression of joy because the ghost ship disappeared, and the ghost ship that did not know where it was hiding was more dangerous and unpredictable than revealing its tracks.

Cong Fu's expression became more and more gloomy, and he deduced it many times in a row, and the direction and speed of the ship were repeatedly scrutinized, almost to the point that it was exactly the same.

But even so, the sea area where Cong Fu performed was more than several times larger, and there was still no trace of the ghost ship, as if the ghost ship had sunk to the bottom of the water or flew with wings.

The sea is calm, the blue waves are like washing, the sky is very clear, and the reflection in the sea water is clearly recognizable. Looking at the deep and quiet waters beneath the surface, it seems that there are ships floating beneath the surface of the water, moving forward with the warships on the sea.

After a long time, the spirit of the soldiers on the warship gradually faded, and they were exhausted in one go, and then declined. Li Luo and Cong Fu calculated the time, and they couldn't delay at sea for too long, otherwise the alliance city would not be able to catch up.

Since there is no trace of the ghost ship, everyone can only return with a feather, which is inevitably a little regretful, but also a little lucky.

When they set off for the return trip, they could see that the soldiers on the ship were relieved, although there were Cong Fu and Li Luo, and the soldiers were not so afraid, but in fact, they still had lingering palpitations about the ghost ship.

Just after a day of walking on the return trip, there was a sudden fog on the sea in the early morning, and the stars were visible the night before, but I didn't expect the fog to be so unexpected.

The fog was heavy, deep, and very damp, almost comparable to the fog that Li Luo encountered in Cuikuo Mountain back then.

However, at that time, the fog in Cuikuo Mountain was trapped in the mountain by the Immortal Array and difficult to disperse, but at this moment it was different, the sea was wide and boundless, unobstructed, and if you wanted to gather the fog in one place on the sea, unless there was the means of the immortal family or the power of heaven and earth, it would be difficult to rely on manpower alone.

The fog was not only thick, but also quiet, and it surrounded the warship like an escort, like a hostage, and hung viscously on the side of the ship and on the top of the mast. It seemed that in the blink of an eye between black and white before dawn, the fog came out of thin air, as if waiting for the five warships.

The warships were trapped in the quiet fog, the ships were still walking, and the fog was also moving, but the fluttering waves were not alarming, giving people the illusion that they could not get out no matter how they went.

The warship under the seat of Cong Fu led the way first, and the two warships followed slightly behind him, and the other two warships were broken.

Five warships glided on the sea, quiet and almost eerie, and only the flanking warships could be seen sometimes hidden in the thick fog, and sometimes they came out again, illusory.

Cong Fu looked at it at a glance and couldn't help but lift his heart, afraid that the flanking warship would never be able to come out again after burrowing into the dense fog.

Cong Fu looked up at the sky, there was a vast fog above his head, and there was a trace of yin in the white fog, which should be condensed by the water vapor in the dense fog.

The yin qi gathers and disperses, changing in no way, as if an invisible hand is playing with these fogs.

Cong Fu sighed, the sky above his head was difficult to discern, he only knew that it was dawn, but the direction of the voyage was difficult to distinguish, so he could only rely on the experience accumulated in the sea for many years and the direction of the current, and then refer to the direction of the wind last night.

Cong Fu thumped his head in annoyance, even if the fog was big, there was not even a trace of wind, it was really a blessing and a curse, just hope not to deviate too far from the route.

In the fog, it seems that the whole time and space are still, there is no wind, no fish and birds, only these fogs can be seen changing over and over again.

The group seemed to have entered another time and space, with endless depression in the dead silence, and even the lively Gu Cai'er put away her singing, looking around with a solemn expression.

Li Luo and a few people stood on the side of the ship, with enough eyesight, looking at the black shadows that appeared and disappeared from time to time in the dense fog, and when they got closer, they realized that these black shadows in the fog were just a few more fog walls.

Li Luo's expression was still clear, but he was also a little helpless in his heart, every time there was a heavy fog, nothing good seemed to happen.

At this moment, Mo Zhengyan suddenly gasped and shouted, "Look at the water under the boat." ”

Everyone hurriedly followed Mo Zhengyan's gaze, and it was dark and gloomy, but it was also very calm, and it didn't seem to be anything unusual.

However, a few sharp-minded people had already seen something unusual, and the water under the ship seemed to be stagnant, and when the ship glided over, it would puncture the surface of the water and cause a few ripples, but it did not drift far before the ripples disappeared.