Section VIII

The singing on the deck has thinned out, but the singing in the cabin is getting neater and neater. In the midst of the song, a dozen sailors rushed to the cabin, and one soldier came over, carrying a rope in one arm, to the helm but did not know what to do. Geng Riming's face was flushed, and if it weren't for Wu Ming's help, it was estimated that he would have lost his strength early. He pointed to the tiller and said, "Tie one end here, and everyone pulls together." ”

The sailor suddenly came to his senses, threw the rope and tied two or three dead knots in the tiller, and took the other end of the rope with one hand and shouted: "Brothers, all of you work together!" ”

With the sound of the trumpet, the rope was stretched straight, and Wu Ming only felt that his hand was loose, and he took a long breath before turning his head to look outside. In the distance, the wall of water grew shorter and shorter, and as the Saint-Gorire broke out of the whirlpool, it moved faster and faster, and the wall of water gradually became a white line as thick as an arm. Wu Mingcai breathed a sigh of relief and was finally out of danger.

The singing outside suddenly became much louder, and I'm afraid everyone ran out to sing.

"The blue sea swept over the side of the ship, it kept calling to me, the warm sea breeze caressed my cheek, a voice was calling to me, return, the wanderer who is home from all over the world, the wandering child, the boundless sea ruthlessly tells the cruel truth, the giant Lang is raised high, bringing the expectation of home......"

The singing was loud and neat, reaching into the sky, but the song just now was full of tragedy, but now it was full of hope and joy. Geng Riming sat on the ground, panting heavily, Wu Ming looked at him and reluctantly smiled: "Brother, we are really fateful, and we have picked up another life." ”

Geng Riming's face was full of happiness, wiped the sweat on his face and said: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you Wu Du this time, otherwise I am afraid that I and Fei Erden will have to die here." ”

His face was full of fear, not to mention him, even Wu Ming was also deeply lucky. After seeing the power of nature, as long as you are a person, it is difficult to say anything like "across the world". Wu Ming said: "Brother is polite, it's just that we are in the same boat." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to pull the sun up.

Geng Riming's eyes lit up, and he praised: "It's a good one to help each other in the same boat, it's true." He put his right hand in Wu Ming's hand, shook each other's palms, and felt the slippery sweat in each other's hands, and couldn't help but smile at each other, invisibly feeling a lot more close.

The singing outside stopped, and there was a sky-shattering cheer, and countless sailors struck the boat gang at the same time, mixed with the sound of foot decks, as if it were a festival. Persian dances are originally accompanied by drums, so even ordinary people will beat some basic drums. Hundreds of people are beating together, and it sounds more like the beat of various drums. Geng Riming couldn't help laughing: "For the rest of my life after the catastrophe, these young men seem to be in a good mood, let's go out and have a look." ”

The two of them said as they stepped out of the helm deck.

The tornado had receded, the sky was clear, and the rainbow in the sky seemed faint. It appeared lightly in the sky, and its soft body was like a magnificent ribbon stretched out in the blue sky. Below, all the sailors went on the deck, they clamored loudly, and formed a big circle in the middle, Wu Ming was a little puzzled, pulled away from the crowd and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up, Esther was wearing a white wedding dress, standing in the middle gracefully, seeing Wu Ming coming, he couldn't help but smile.

Her shoulders are like knives, her waist is restrained, her body is hot, and her legs are slender. This silk dress is worn close to the body, which makes it even more elegant and beautiful. She usually wears a veil, but now it has been lifted, and under the white veil, her head full of gold threads sets off her milk-like skin.

According to Persian custom, a young girl can only lift her veil on the day of her wedding. The matter between Wu Ming and her can be said to be known throughout Persia. At this time, those sailors did not understand Esther's meaning, and when they saw Wu Ming come out, they either knocked on the gang with their hands or slammed their feet on the ground, and shouted more happily, but the beat of the drums became more intense than before.

In the fierce and flying drum beat, Esther fell to one knee and raised her hands in the air, making a fairy mochizuki pose. The white wedding dress slid down softly like molting, revealing a pair of slender and moving wrists.

The sailors roared at the same time, and the drums under their feet became more and more intense. Esther stretched out her arms, and her whole body was already spinning like a raging wind and fire to the beat of the drum. Turning violently, the wide silk skirt fluttered in the wind like a cloud. And her hands sometimes flutter in the wind like snowflakes, and sometimes they flutter in the wind like fluffy grass. The amazing curves of the body swayed with the dance.

The sailors also went crazy, and at the same time they slammed on their feet, and the drums rose all the way, and they were even more urgent. In the cheerful and fierce drum beat, Esther's clothes and ribbons fly, perfectly interpreting the girl's agility and lightness, elegance and liveliness. Her dancing posture is less graceful than that of Sana, and a little more wild and wild. In the high-speed rotation, she sometimes pedals like the moon, sometimes independent like a golden rooster. A flower-like face also looms between the rotation and the clothes with the sound of the drum, and when the blue eyes glimpse Wu Ming, they will always smile, adding a little charm.

The rainbow bridge in the sky was also overshadowed by her dancing. Half of the shy ones are hidden in the blue sky. There is also a ribbon hanging straight down, like a fairy's ribbon, hanging softly in the sky, wanting to introduce this dancer to the world of mythology.

She danced wildly, and the Saint-Gorire, though enormous, seemed unable to bear the beauty and ostentatiousness of the maiden. Wu Ming looked at it, although his heart was sour, he still tried his best to maintain that smile. Watch as Esther unleashes her emotions on deck. Wu Ming's feelings for Esther, because of Xuanyuan Jing's relationship, he was also confused, but as the two of them interacted step by step, the hesitation in his heart had already disappeared and dissipated.

He vaguely remembered the sweet and charming voice when the two met for the first time in Daya Snow Mountain. At that time, Wu Ming felt her rudeness.

He vaguely remembered the wisdom of the candle when he caught this elf-like Persian girl in the Chinese and Western camps, and at that time, Wu Ming felt her wisdom.

He vaguely remembered the night conversation between the two in Pangui City, and at that time, Wu Ming felt her loneliness.

He vaguely remembered her determination to leap hard and block arrows for herself on the Qingting grassland. At that time, Wu Ming felt her courage and love.

He vaguely remembered the pain in the sea of Ersha, the tears in the Persian palace, the pear blossom and rainy face on the Saint-Gorire......

Suddenly, all the sailors' feet stopped treading the point, and they squatted down at the same time, pounding the ground with their hands. Their large, rough hands slammed against the deck, with the sound of the blow. The drumbeat, which had reached the extreme, climbed high again, and sounded like a storm. Wu Ming's eyes couldn't help but widen, and in the excitement of the drums, Esther put her feet together, her toes on the ground, and spun violently like a spinning top. The drums are getting faster and faster, and Esther is getting faster and faster. Eventually, her whole being turned into a cloud that seemed to fly.

Suddenly, the sailors stopped striking at the same time. Her whole body froze in place. As soon as she stopped, everything in the Heaven and Earth slowed down at the same time. Wu Ming clearly saw that the fluttering gold silk slid across her smiling face, returning to tranquility. The fluttering skirt slipped from her delicate calves and fell into the dust, while the white scarf wrapped around her hand was still flying in the evening breeze. The rainbow in the sky was still in the air, and there was only a wisp of afterglow, making her look even more like a fairy.

It took a long time for these sailors to react, and first one of them couldn't help but fall to his knees, shouting: "Holy Maiden." ”

Then, more and more sailors knelt down and bowed their heads to the ground: "God is above, and the holy woman is well." ”

Finally, hundreds of sailors knelt on the ground at the same time and shouted: "Holy Maiden! Saint! Saint! ”

The shouts were neat and powerful, and they swept endlessly in the sea, drifting farther and farther. In the distance, the setting sun has sunk into the sea, leaving only an alluring pale red in the air.

※※※ This night everyone spent the night in laughter, and even took out several large barrels of wine from the cabin for everyone to celebrate. Wu Ming, as the protagonist, is given priority by everyone. Holy Maiden, what a holy person that is in their minds. Marrying a saint as a wife is the dream of many young men. Now, the person who married the saint is in front of him, and he is not very comfortable in his heart. But Wu Ming's identity and martial arts are there, even if he is dissatisfied, he doesn't dare to make a mistake. So he began to toast, in the sentences "Governor Wu is mighty", "Governor Wu is bold", "Governor Wu is really a good man, admire" and the like, Wu Ming himself didn't know how many glasses he drank, his amount of alcohol was not good, and finally he was drunk by this group of sailors.

When I woke up, I could hear the sound of the waves outside, I felt a splitting headache, and my brain was not very clear. In the blur, it seemed that someone was sleeping on his side, and he put his right hand on the body, and even through a thin layer of pajamas, it still felt silky, as if it couldn't grasp it, and kept moving between his fingers. I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, Xiaoqing's illness was cured, and even his body was much plump.

Thinking about it like this, the heat in the belly that was stirred up by the red wine. hugged the soft body into his arms, and the strange right hand poked in, and continued to knead and make funny in the soft place, but the left hand grabbed the other party's hair, slid to the pink neck, and pulled it to his side, with a big mouth, and he was about to cover it. When I saw it in my ears, I couldn't help but be stunned.

The room was pitch black, but Wu Ming was a master of the ninth stage, and his vision at night was as straight as day. The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of sparkling blue eyes, which were now wide open, looking at me for a moment. A few strands of messy blonde hair stuck to the snowy face, and the white jade cheeks were already red. The thin little mouth was wide open, and the expression was angry, shy, surprised, and joyful. All kinds of expressions are intertwined on this beautiful face, and so on.

It's Esther!

Wu Ming's right hand shrank back. No wonder, Xiao Qing's crisp breasts can be grasped, but the size is amazing, I am afraid that I have to use both hands to grasp it, but it turned out to be Esther.

The two are now husband and wife, and Wu Ming naturally belongs to Esther tonight. But when Wu Ming was carried back to this temporary cave room by Geng Riming and others, he was irrigate by these sailors. Esther didn't hold a grudge, no girl wanted her wedding night to be a mess. But although she is usually bold, when it is time to make a real gun, she is so worried that she can't sleep, and it's not easy to pull down her face to call Wu Ming, so she just wastes it. In a daze, I don't know how long it took, drowsiness struck, and when the upper and lower eyelids were fighting, Wu Ming came to a sudden attack, and she couldn't help but be startled.

The anger on Esther's face was just a matter of habit, and when she really reacted, all her expressions turned into a red glow, and she replied shyly: "Brother Amin, are you awake?" ”

Wu Ming let out an unnatural "um", and the two glanced at each other and froze at the same time. all captured the strangeness and confusion in each other's eyes.

The two lived and died together as early as the desert. Now that the title of Esther Holy Maiden is gone, the Persian Empire has become an unbearable past for her, and she has long regarded Wu Ming as her future reliance. The two can be said to be in deep love, and they are happy with each other. Now that the lonely man and the widow are in the same room, and it is the wedding night, Esther can still bear it, a pair of beautiful eyes rippling blue waves, and only glance at Wu Ming shyly.

Seeing that Esther's cheeks were crimson, she was incomparably delicate. A pair of big eyes flowed, and from time to time he looked down at his slender hands, and those spring-like hands kept twisting, showing the uneasiness of the master. This gesture of wanting to refuse and welcome is even more fatal, much more powerful than the straightforward teasing in the past.

Wu Ming is no longer a junior brother in love, but he is still made dry by this Persian stunner. His throat moved, and he stammered, "Xiao Ai...... It's still early...... Let's rest. ”

Seeing Wu Ming's stunned appearance, Esther burst out laughing, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart. As far as the eye could see, she saw Wu Mingzheng looking at herself with burning eyes, and this look couldn't help but make her happy and afraid. I had to let out a soft "um", and then closed my eyes with a blushing face. In the darkness, he felt Wu Ming panting and slowly moving closer to him, and the familiar manly breath was getting closer and closer to him. I only felt that my heart was like a drum, and the porphyry tom sounded straight, as if it was about to jump out of the chest.

The Saint-Gorillet was still moving silently, and in the darkness, the sound of Lang slapping the bottom of the ship was heard intermittently. and the sound of panting and breathing on the boat, forming the most harmonious and happy music of the night.