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Emperor, what's the point of slaughtering?

The sea is turbulent, the moon is hazy on the sea, and the night breeze is mixed with a salty smell, and the ice is cold.

When the donkey listened, he thought that Ye Luo was pretending to be forced again, and just wanted to open his mouth to mock, but when he saw Ye Luo's eyes, the blush that made it feel a little frightened appeared again, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Then, the donkey remembered Ye Luo's previous anti-heaven method of releasing the ancient beasts in the island country, and couldn't help but scold: "Wangwang!" Malegobi's, demons, really special drops are demons, what kind of people, this special drops, Apollasu of the island country, if he really dies, the consequences will ......"

Even on Cihangzhai's ship, with Ye Luo, and Cihangzhai's people, they planned for a day and a night, and almost completely understood Ye Luo, who had already arranged a series of shocking killings at the Hokkaido Inn, but the donkey still didn't really think that Ye Luo could really kill Amaterasu.

And now, Donkey suddenly thought about it seriously, if Emperor Amaterasu, who had suppressed an era, was really killed by Ye Luo on this lost sea with the last link of a series of shocking killings, what would be the consequences?

A person who slaughtered the Great Emperor, who has only practiced for a year, is just an astral waste like ants?

Will anyone believe it?

Is it possible?

"Woohoo! Your bureau was before the release of the ancient beasts, and you and the people of Cihangzhai did not have more than eight days of contact in the island country, why did their saints trust you, and why did you trust the people of Cihangzhai? The people of Cihangzhai, why do they pour so much horror into your layout? The donkey looked at Yelo.

"In the primeval period, the ancient country of Yanhuang, because of that earth-shattering change, was divided into three, one of which is the Yanhuang Holy Land known to everyone, after countless years, many people only know that the Yanhuang Holy Land is the former Yanhuang Ancient Kingdom.

The other two forces, but few people remember, are also branches of the former Yanhuang Ancient Kingdom. Ye Luo spoke.

"Woohoo! Malegobi, don't you say it, the emperor has forgotten that the Holy Land of Cihang Zhai is one of the branches after the division of the ancient kingdom of Yanhuang back then. ”

The canopy boat and the ship of Cihang Zhai, after the ancient lighthouse on the sea was lit, sailed one after another towards the east of the Lost Sea, and Ye Luo and the donkey, in the speedboat, continued to follow.

When passing by the lighthouse that stood on the lost sea for an unknown number of thousands of years, Ye Luo couldn't help but look back and glanced at the vague figure of a soldier on the lighthouse.

The boat was drifting on the lost sea, and after about another day, Ye Luo suddenly turned the bow of the boat and separated from the canopy boat in front of him and the boat of Cihang Jingzhai.

"The operation has begun?" On Ye Luo's waist, in an ancient communicator of Cihang Zhai, a cold voice that seemed to have no feelings, but was extremely moving, suddenly sounded.

"Hmm." Ye Luo spoke.

"Hmm." In the communication symbol, the cold voice still didn't seem to have any emotion.

"Woohoo! Lan Bingyue's eldest niece, have you really communicated with your Cihangzhai people? Also, if the two of us really succeed, at the most critical time, are you sure that in addition to you, the people of the Yanhuang Holy Land will definitely take action? "The donkey is still a little worried.

However, in the communication symbol, there is silence.

"Woohoo! Paralyzed, the women of Cihangzhai are fine, but they are too cold. The donkey smuggled.

"Even if they don't make a move, I'm still prepared." Ye Luo suddenly spoke.

The donkey was stunned for a moment and asked, "Wang Wang, what else can you prepare, I'm grassy, you won't want you to kill Amaterasu alone, right?" It's a dog, don't you have any other plans, didn't tell the emperor? ”

Ye Luo just made a gesture and did not answer, after the donkey saw Ye Luo's gesture, the whole donkey suddenly stood up, the hair stood on end, and the donkey's mouth was bigger than the scoop.

Ye Luo moved, took out a compass, and a navigation chart, in one direction, at the maximum speed, drove over, about half an hour, a man and a donkey in the mysterious and strange lost sea, saw an island with a radius of about ten acres.

The island is lush and full of trees, and although the island is small, it has a lot of life.

Ye Luo stopped the boat about three or four nautical miles east of the island, and did not go to the island, and then stopped the boat.

"Wang Wang, at the end of the Yellow Spring, you didn't find the twin flowers that resurrected Su Ying, this time, you took such a big risk, do you have any other ideas?" The donkey was shocked, regained some calm, suddenly thought of something, and looked at Ye Luo again.

"The ship is coming." Ye Luo did not answer the donkey's words, and suddenly spoke.

The donkey was not very interested in this question, but he didn't ask deeply, as soon as he heard that the boat was coming, the donkey's two walnut eyes couldn't help but burst out two fine lights, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he said: "Wangwang!" Your plan, if the emperor were a little more serious, he would have been able to come up with it. ”

On the lost sea, a large ship with an ancient blue flag of stars and moons, countless times larger than their small ship, was slowly moving towards them.

On top of the huge ship, there is a great majesty.

"Has your first goal come along? Our people, about five hundred nautical miles south of the awning boat, noticed the remnants of the breath of the island nation Amaterasu. Ye Luo's waist, in the ancient communication talisman of Cihang Zhai, the voice of the cold, peerless beauty, Lan Bingyue, sounded again.

"Plans have emerged, plans have begun, unless necessary moments, the ties between us, need to be severed, and our identities must be maintained at the highest level of secrecy." Ye Luo opened his mouth in response.

"Do you really want to do that?" There seemed to be a trace of emotional fluctuation in Lan Bingyue's cold voice for ten thousand years.

Ye Luo didn't respond, because the ship with the Xingyue Banner and the Xingyue Holy Land had already arrived.

"Wangwang, damn it, stop the boat, stop the boat, roar, paralyzed, stop the boat!" The donkey watched the big ship coming from the opposite side, and roared loudly.

"Captain, there is a small boat in front of us that blocks our way, and on top of that small boat there seems to be a donkey and a man." On the big ship of the Star Moon Holy Land, a young disciple wearing the special ancient costume of the Star Moon Holy Land spoke respectfully to a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

"Two ants, no need to stop the boat, run over." The middle-aged man looked down condescendingly, his face twitching, and he spoke roughly.

"However, the old man of the Holy Land, before he came, instructed us not to come into conflict with the existence of the Lost Sea." The disciple continued to speak, trying to stop him.

"What nonsense, hit me!"

(End of chapter)

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