The thieves took Zhao Lan out of the prison and surrounded him all the way to the buildings in the center of the island.

Zhao Lan looked at this group of pirates left and right all the way, but found that they were also looking at themselves from the corners of their eyes all the time, and even some people turned their eyes away when they saw his gaze turn towards them, as if they didn't dare to look at him.

There were also some people who looked at him like beasts, looking like they wanted to devour people, and the undisguised killing intent in their eyes made him frown for a while.

He was suddenly curious.

What kind of entanglement did the prince possessed by himself have with these pirates, and why do he feel that these pirates have a strange attitude towards him.

When he was in Cangwu Mountain before, Hou Yue's group obviously had many opportunities to kill him, but they let him go again and again, and he got the opportunity to fight back.

On the island, he thought that he would be abused by these pirates, but he never thought that the mysterious owner of the island would actually send his daughter to personally deliver food to him.

But if you say that you have a good attitude towards him, there are some people on the island who want to take his life.

What exactly are these people going on in their heads?

Zhao Lan thought wildly all the way, and unconsciously followed the team until he came to a small river.

Seeing the team stop on the riverside, Zhao Lan stopped thinking, looked up at the scenery on the other side of the river, and suddenly felt that his eyes were open.

"Where is this?"

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the bamboo forest on the other side of the river, Zhao Lan couldn't help but praise in her heart, the aesthetics of this island owner are not bad.

Standing in front of the small wooden bridge over the stream, Zhao Lan saw a path paved with cobblestones bending into the depths of the bamboo forest.

"My island master is inside, you can go in by yourself."

The leader of the big man looked at Zhao Lan on his side, the horizontal flesh on his face trembled, snorted lightly and pushed Zhao Lan vigorously, and said in a low voice: "Little cub, I know that you have good kung fu, but it is best to be honest with me in front of the island owner." ”

Zhao Lan heard his warning words, chuckled, turned to look at him and smiled: "Why, when did you pirates start to care about the life and death of protons?" ”

The strong man snorted disdainfully, hugged his arms to his chest and sneered: "Little cub, you think too much, I just hope you don't make a fool and die in the hands of the island owner." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly came to Zhao Lan's side, and laughed in a cold low voice: "There are some accounts, I haven't settled them with you yet, if you die, who will I go to!" ”

In the end, the strong man's tone immediately became gritted teeth, and the expression on his face became extremely gloomy, and his gaze at Zhao Lan was like killing his father and enemy.

Looking at the strong man in front of him, Zhao Lan couldn't help but tilt his head and look at him suspiciously, "Did we know each other before?" ”

The strong man didn't answer his words, but sneered and waved his hand to signal his men to leave here.

"Wash your neck, little cub."

Coldly dropping a cruel word, the strong man turned around and left the small bridge.

Watching the strong man who was like a nervous disorder leave, Zhao Lan shrugged his shoulders and turned around and walked onto the small wooden bridge.

Walking on the curvy cobblestone road, Zhao Lan looked at the quiet scenery around her, and suddenly remembered a poem she learned when she was young.

"The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees."

Stretching out his hand to brush a slightly dark yellow dark green bamboo beside him, Zhao Lan knocked on the hollow bamboo pipe, shook his head and sighed: "I don't know anything about bamboo, but I want to pretend to be noble, and I got such bamboo, and I raised it all to death." ”

Bamboo is a plant that does not require much water, and a little water can feed them, but these people on the island are watering like watering flowers, and they have already watered the bamboo roots.

"You are talking nonsense, these bamboos are obviously very brightly colored, why did they die?"

Just as Zhao Lan slapped the dark green bamboo body on her side with her hand, and let out a mocking emotion, a girl in a short jacket with a height of about one meter four and two buns suddenly rushed out of the bamboo forest, pointed at Zhao Lan with a thin bamboo branch in her hand and said angrily: "Boy, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will ask someone to kill you and throw you into the sea to feed the fish." ”

Looking at the delicate girl who suddenly came out, about thirteen or fourteen years old, Zhao Lan couldn't help laughing, shook her head without arguing with her, and continued to walk forward along the cobblestone road.

Childlike words, just a child.

Seeing that Zhao Lan ignored her and continued to walk forward, the girl became angry.

And Zhao Lan's laughter turned into ridicule and contempt for her in her eyes.

"Grandpa Ma, come on, someone is bullying me!"

The girl looked back at the dense bamboo forest behind her, held her hands to her lips and puffed out a horn gesture, shouting into the depths of the dense bamboo forest, asking for foreign help.

Zhao Lan heard her shout, smiled and continued to walk forward, without stopping to entangle with her again.

But before he could take a few steps, he heard a slight cracking sound suddenly coming from his right.

The skin on the back of the neck suddenly cold, Zhao Lan couldn't help but sigh lightly, reached out and pulled a relatively slender bamboo beside him, bent it in front of him, and himself took two steps to the right, his hand still tightly holding the bamboo body, and pulled it to the right side.

I only heard a muffled sound, and a metallic crossbow arrow broke through the wind, and shot into the bamboo body quickly, and the rapid force carried it through the bamboo body on the other side, and continued to emerge forward for a distance, and when I saw it, it rushed to a distance of less than a foot in Zhao Lan's chest.

But at this moment, Zhao Lan suddenly let go of his hand, and the bamboo that was bent by him suddenly played away like a taut bowstring.

And the galloping crossbow arrow, at the moment when the bamboo bullet went up, finally penetrated the entire bamboo body, grazed Zhao Lan's face and shot over, and cut off two strands of hair from his sideburns.

"Huh?"

A slight and almost inaudible sound came from the direction where the crossbow arrow came from, and after a while, accompanied by the sound of the bamboo leaves of Sisuo, an old man wearing ordinary gray linen clothes and a goatee on his chin walked out of the dense bamboo forest, and looked at Zhao Lan who was still standing in the middle of the path in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Zhao Lan had dodged his magic arrow.

Looking at the curved bow he was holding in his hand, Zhao Lan was sure that the old man in front of him was the owner of the swift crossbow arrow that almost hit him.

"The kid is good, which rudder? The old man has been on the island for almost twelve years, and I have basically seen all the people on the island, and there are no more than ten people with your skills! ”

Glancing at Zhao Lan up and down, the old man surnamed Ma touched the beard on his chin and said suspiciously: "Look at your disheveled appearance, could it be that you were just fished up from the sea by those little rabbit cubs?" ”

Zhao Lan looked at the old man walking around him, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of coldness.

With the arrow just now, the cold sweat on his body has not retreated until now, and it is natural that the old man in front of him will be the highest vigilant in his heart.

Not to mention his skills, just with the ghostly arrow he had just screamed, Zhao Lan knew that he was not an opponent.

"Grandpa Ma, it's him, he said that my bamboos are all dead bamboo, and he laughed at me."

When the girl saw the old man come out, she immediately shouted excitedly, changed her ferocity just now, ran to the old man's side, and hugged his thighs and coquettishly coquettish.