About 200 kilometers northeast of the Dream Sword Country, there is an island that is shrouded in sea fog all year round.

It was so difficult to find its location from the outside, so much so that for many years, its presence was not discovered.

This island is called Kirishima, and to be precise, Kirishima contains many neighboring islands, with more than 20 large and small islands.

The largest of them is about the size of a village, and the smallest one is probably not as big as a mansion.

When the tide rises, most of these islands are submerged, so some islands can only hide goods but cannot live people.

In a cave to the north of it, a figure stepped out.

He wore a large cloak, held a bamboo pole about two meters long in his hand, and wore a large straw hat on his face, under which was a face wrapped in bandages, with only one eye exposed.

Red eyes, somewhat scary.

He glanced at Long Yaotian on the beach outside, and scolded in his heart, what a boring man.

Long Yaotian was wearing clothes, looking up in the sun, and when he heard this person come out, his brows moved slightly.

This strange-looking man is one of the greatest swordsmiths in the world, a master of the dark realm, and Shang Yunxiang, who is known as the [Right Hand of the Devil].

It was also by chance that Long Yaotian saved his life, and this person was willing to follow him in order to repay him.

At the same time, Shang Yunxiang also has his own purpose.

He walked barefoot on the beach for a few steps, then found a position, picked up the hollow bamboo pole in his hand, and poked it the ground.

When it went deep into the mud and sand, it was about a meter deep, and suddenly a puff of white gas burst out of it.

The man hurriedly took a step back.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth, "It seems that the time is almost up." ”

"Really?" Long Yaotian's surprise was palpable, "Then when will I wake it up?" ”

Shang Yunxiang raised his head, glanced at him lightly, and said coldly, "Who knows?" A month or two, a year or two, a hundred or two years, it's all possible. ”

"Damn, I'm not like you, I can't afford to wait a hundred or two hundred years."

Legend has it that Shang Yunxiang has lived for at least two hundred years, but this person's realm is far from being as high as Long Yaotian imagined, according to his preliminary judgment, Shang Yunxiang is only an eightfold realm at most.

It's a miracle to be able to live to this age.

In a way, I am afraid that it is due to the transformation and research of the human body by this dark swordsmith...... Long Yaotian pursed his lips, and he would never forget the scene when he met Shang Yunxiang at that time.

The whole body of this person, except for the head, is no longer human, but seems to be spliced together with various organisms......

Even someone like him, who had seen too many scenes of carnage and blood, couldn't help but feel sick.

Long Yaotian held back the disgust churning in his chest and quickly recalled his thoughts.

It was at this moment that the sea eagle, which was hunting in the distance, suddenly flew up and landed steadily on his arm.

Long Yaotian grinned, "Here it is." ”

Shang Yunxiang raised his head to look at him, not understanding what he meant.

But he got the answer right away -

From the vast sea to the north, a sail appeared.

Then he was greeted by a ship without any markings or flags, not even the mark of a pirate.

It's strange, it stands to reason that the entire ship on Kirishima has been coded and uniformly marked by Long Yaotian himself, and it is impossible for such a [white ship] to appear for no reason, as clean as a newborn baby.

The ship was empty, and there was only one helmsman, who was Long Yaotian's own brother, named Long Hou Tao.

After he stopped the boat, he shouted into the cabin, "It's here, you can come out!" ”

In the cabin at the back stood a fat middle-aged man, his face covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see clearly.

Long Yaotian gave a thumbs up and motioned for Long Hou Tao to bring people down.

"Let's go, my swordsmith, the big deal is coming."

A crack opened in the corner of his mouth, and he turned and walked into the cave.

Shang Yunxiang was stunned for a moment, then pulled up the bamboo pole on the ground, used the pole to crutch the ground, and then limped behind him.

After a while, Long Hou Tao brought the fat man in.

When the black cloth on the other party's face was removed, Shang Yunxiang was also taken aback-

How could it be him? Feng Rui, the king of the South China Sea of the Dream Sword Country!

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Feng Rui narrowed his eyes, trying to adapt to the light in the cave for a while, then coughed and frowned, "I hope this is the first time and the last time." ”

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Spiritual Power Director's Association, he finally followed him to this island at the suggestion of Long Yaotian.

I just didn't expect that in this way, the whole person was covered with a black cloth, like a hostage.

"You're too cautious, aren't you?"

Long Yaotian grinned, "I'm sorry, this is the reason why I have been able to live until now." ”

Feng Rui didn't speak, raised his head, and quietly looked inside the cave.

There are a total of three pirates here, one of them is Long Yaotian's own brother, he has already seen it, and the megalomaniac in front of him is undoubtedly Long Yaotian, and then-

When Feng Rui's gaze fell on the person beside Long Yaotian, a wonderful feeling rippled in his heart, it couldn't be said that he was afraid or anything, but the feeling that this person gave him was too weird.

"You don't have to worry, he can be trusted."

Since Long Yaotian said so, Feng Rui couldn't say anything more.

"I have heard the prestige of the evil dragon of the East China Sea for a long time, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name."

"Don't come to these bends, what are you doing here, just pick it out directly." Long Yaotian interrupted him, and the big lama sat down on the stone bench next to him, and he raised his hand slightly and motioned for Feng Rui to sit down.

"Since you're so refreshing, then I'll get straight to the point." Feng Rui smiled in his eyes and did not sit down, "I hope I can join forces with you to defeat the sword and the peak." ”

As soon as these words came out, a fine light suddenly flashed in Long Yaotian's eyes.

"Did I hear me wrong? You want to be your master with me? Long Yaotian laughed, "You must know that he is the emperor of the Dream Sword Kingdom!" ”

Feng Rui smiled weirdly, "You heard it right, otherwise I wouldn't be here." ”

"Jian Bufeng, that old immortal, I proposed to him before, hoping that it could be governed by the various vassal kings, who knows that he disagrees, my jurisdiction, but it is very rich, but because of him, I have to take out a lot of money every month to support the so-called disaster victims. Those shrimp people should have died a long time ago, a strong country does not need weak garbage that drags its feet. ”

"So what?"

"I want to work with you. Take advantage of this time when Jian Bufeng is driving in person, kill him. ”

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