After the Flower was loaded with cargo, Liszt followed him and set sail for Black Horse Island.

So far, the Flower has sailed between Coral Island and Black Horse Island more than ten times, but has not encountered a single storm, so the Dinghai Shenzhu has not been used.

However, the ship has the Dinghai Shenzhu, the crew is very confident, and Liszt also feels at ease.

"Wait until I go back and ask Elkeson if he can make the Dinghai God Pearl...... Forget it, let's go directly to Granny, Granny is experienced, although his temper is a bit of a diaphragm, but in order to determine the quality of the Sea God Pearl, he should still be asked to make it. Liszt stood at the bow of the ship, making his rounds.

Looking forward to meeting your own song demon during the voyage.

It's a pity that when the Flower sailed to the dock named Black Horse Harbor, there was still no trace of the Singing Demon.

"What the hell is going on, my song demon won't be swallowed by the smoke mission, right?" he couldn't calm down, putting aside those inexplicable erotic and erotic fantasies, the value of the song demon itself was definitely huge.

At least with the Goma, the ship will never get lost on the sea again.

After unloading the goods, it was getting late, and it was too late to inspect the waters around Dark Horse Island, so Liszt went directly to find Lightning, the king of the black-blooded BMW. When the lightning saw him, it bowed its head affectionately and rubbed his arm, which had not forgotten to conquer its master, and carried Liszt through the snowflakes.

Black Horse Island is also covered in snow and ice, and the meadows between the four hills, only the part near the valley, seem to have geothermal heat, and there is no snow, revealing the grass that is still growing.

The black-blooded BMW is grazing quietly here.

Maybe it's because there are more people watching, they are no longer afraid of humans, they just don't see it.

The bone-burying area between the needle mound and the ice grass mound was also covered in snow, but the craters where volcanic glass and keel fragments had been mined, as well as the five tall dragon bones, were faintly visible. These five bones are not completely decayed, and they must still have important value.

However, Liszt could not get rid of them, nor could he save them, so he could only let them be beaten by the wind and rain.

"When the Dark Horse Island can be exposed, I must invite a magician to help me study these five dragon bones...... However, it is necessary to recruit the followers of the mage first, and the secrets of the dragon bones can be kept as secret as possible. "Any secrets about dragons should be treated with caution.

One can never underestimate the people here, the great thirst for dragons.

Even he, a traverser, couldn't resist the charm of the dragon.

Marcus had already drawn a general topographic map of Dark Horse Island, he was not a professional cartographer, so the map was rudimentary, and he only knew the general terrain. Ice grass mounds, needle grass mounds, sheep grass mounds, and alfalfa mounds form the damaged crater ring mountain terrain, which is pasture and burial ground on the inside, and rocky and weedy on the outside.

The marina and harbor town is located directly south of the island of Black Horse.

Around the island of Black Horse, there are a number of islands and reefs. In the southwest corner of the water, there are three small islands with a land size of several hundred acres, which are named Mangrove Island, Rocky Island and Beach Island respectively by Liszt.

This is because Mangrove Island is densely covered with mangrove forests, rocky islands are full of weathered basalt columns, and Beach Island is very flat and sandy, with only a few coconut trees scattered around.

Beyond the three large islands are scattered reefs, most of which are exposed at low tide and submerged at high tide.

"The song demon I'm looking for is probably between the shore of Dark Horse Island and these islands and reefs. Liszt looked at the rudimentary map and thought to himself.

So the next day, it was just dawning.

He led Captain Costor and others and began to sail around Black Horse Island.

"My lord, in fact, in addition to the Black Horse Port, in the northwest corner of the Black Horse Island, there is also a body of water suitable for the dock. The depth of the water may not be as deep as that of Black Horse Harbor, but the breadth of the water is ideal for ships to moor. Captain Costeau directs the Flowers and works as a guide.

Liszt nodded and said: "Wait until the new wharf is developed, and the current Black Horse Port is enough to use." ”

Stop and go, stop by the islands and reefs along the way, and finally surround the Black Horse Island for a whole day, and all the coastline and surrounding islands and reefs have been checked.

There are no singing demons!

Resting in the newly built house in Port Town at night, Liszt couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and was upset and irritable: "Is it that I have found the wrong direction, why is there no song demon, where did my song demon go!"

Didn't sleep well all night.

But he was not discouraged and continued to lead the Flowers, searching for them in the waters of Black Horse Island. This time, looking farther into the water, the first thing to look for was the three small triangular islands.

Because it is not easy to dock, they all take wooden boats to paddle ashore.

Mangrove Island is a dense mangrove forest that can grow in seawater. Mangroves are a general term for a group of bushes, just like bushes that have not only thorns, but also other small shrubs. Mangrove forests are not only home to mangrove plants, but also many other species of plants.

There are many types of trees in the mangrove forest, and there are many varieties of mangrove plants alone.

However, Liszt didn't know him, and the well-informed Costo only knew a few of them, and they were all called in more dialects, such as mangrove bark, autumn eggplant, sea lotus, chicken paw, and so on.

The mangrove forest, with its well-developed root system, seems to grow in the sea, completely shading the inner islands.

Unable to dock, Liszt cast his magic eye and paddled in a wooden boat in a circle. No signs of magic were found, and in this mangrove forest, there were no singing demons, no potions, and no elven worms.

Rocky Island is even more clear at a glance, there is nothing.

Finally, there is the beach island, which is full of snow-white sand, and when you take a wooden boat to the shore, you step on the white sand. I just feel that as far as the eye can see, the blue water, the white sand, and a few tall fragrant coconut trees, the scenery is so beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.

However, Liszt was not in the slightest mood of appreciation, and after a turn, he left with a cold face.

"My lord, do you want to continue looking?" Captain Costeau asked cautiously, looking at Liszt's face. All day today, this lord, who was usually noble but very gentle, had never had such a chilling stinky face.

"Find!"

Liszt suppressed his irritability and said gloomily: "If you can't find it, you won't go back, and you will continue to look for it at night!" Maybe I can't find it during the day, because the song demon likes to go out at night.

Really.

Nothing was found during the day, so the Flowers went to the dock to replenish some lights and other supplies, and continued to go to sea to search. Tonight the weather cleared, and a bright moon rose from the sea, dispelling the night, and sprinkling a broken light with the waves.

Liszt stood at the bow of the boat, without the slightest hint of sleepiness.

Whenever he passed by the islands and reefs, he used his magic eye, observing the signs of magic around the islands and reefs, in an attempt to find the existence of the song demon. The first half of the night flickered by, and the moon was about to set in the second half of the night.

Seeing that he had found nothing again, the anxious Liszt was about to give up.

Right now.

His ears moved.

An inaudible voice of singing came into my ears. When he perked up and listened carefully, he couldn't hear again, as if it had just been an auditory hallucination. But he didn't think so, because the slight singing, like resentment, like crying, just as soon as he heard it, he felt the sadness in his heart being aroused.

No ordinary auditory hallucinations.

He took a deep breath and forcibly did not shout, for fear of alarming the owner of the song: "It's my song demon!"