"It's not 'you', it's 'us.'" Aemon stretched out his finger and went back and forth between the two of them, "Now you and I are in the same boat. ”

"Yes, sir." The young man in white bowed his head obediently.

Wang Li nodded with satisfaction, thinking of the domineering appearance of the young man when he first boarded the ship, but now he bowed his head under the effect of the medicine, and his heart was happy, and even the resentment of the defeat in the battle was slightly relieved: "Today's medicine is not perfect, and the concentration that can be achieved is not high, and the effect of oral administration will gradually disappear after about three days." But until then, we'll be able to get out of this damn desert. ”

"Where are you going next?"

"I don't know, I'm only responsible for this one empirical evidence," although Emon has not obtained the dragon jade now, the effectiveness of the potion has been confirmed, and it is naturally time to return, "If it goes well, you may meet a big man you can't imagine." ”

"But then, it's up to you to make a choice." Wang Li Hunter stretched out his hand, and Feng Manyun came to Aemon and knelt down on one knee, feeling the other party's hand rubbing back and forth on his helmet, "Do you choose to follow us, or choose to die meaninglessly." ”

"Of course I followed you, sir." The white-clothed hunter replied without hesitation.

"No, I didn't ask you to answer right now." The two-star hunter waved his hand, "I wonder what kind of decision you will make when you wake up." ”

"I don't know." Feng Manyun replied honestly.

"Haha, I like your personality!" Aemon lifted the boy's chin, "You know, the reason I didn't kill you in the first place was the look in your eyes—the kind of eyes that only warriors and superiors have. You have such a unique experience as Xishu, and you can become an outstanding talent with a little training. Organizations need fresh blood, and I'm sure you'll find your place among us, provided you can make the right choice. ”

"Of course, sir." The boy lowered his head to hide his expression and prostrate himself lower, "But before that, I have one last question. ”

"What?"

"For the sake of a non-existent goal, disturbing the ecology of the Thundering Sand Sea, and using the lives of the entire Xishu hunters and so many other innocent people as sacrifices, don't you feel empty-hearted?" The young man in white tilted his face up suddenly, and his eyes looked straight into Emmon's eyes.

"What did you say?" The back of Wang Li's hunter's neck was cold.

"Click...... Rumble! "The eastern horizon seemed to have suddenly erupted with a swarm of marching ants. The ant colony devoured the last remaining twilight in the sky. The remaining darkness cracked through several cracks as if it could not bear the weight of the sky, and the thunder slurry leaked out of the cracks, shaking the entire sea of sand as if it were shaking a few times.

"What's going on?" There is never thunder in the desert, and Emmon had just felt such a question in his heart, but he felt a pain in his abdomen, and a cold short blade quietly pierced through the junction of the armor.

"Die—"

"Ugh!" There was no time to think about why the potion was ineffective at this time, Wang Li's face twisted, and he grabbed Feng Manyun's knife-holding wrist with his backhand. The young man's strength was not as strong as Emmon's, and he stopped when the skinning knife stabbed into it, "You dare!" ”

It's so easy to wait for this opportunity, how can the hunter in white simply give up. With a flick of his knees, he sprang to his feet, slammed his head into Eamon's chest, and thumped the two-star hunter to the deck. Feng Manyun lifted his left fist, which had not yet been restrained, and punched his opponent in the chin several times.

The sudden attack of the "little thing ......" made Emmon panic, and by the time he woke up, he had been beaten by the teenager and dizzy. Wang Li Hunter barely bothered to muster up, endured the pain in his waist and kicked his leg, and the white-clothed hunter involuntarily soared, leaped over Aemon's head, and fell to the edge of the steering wheel.

Emmon then covered his stomach and turned over to stand up, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the short dagger on his waist and threw it on the ground, pulled out the knife behind his back with his bloody hand, and asked in shock and anger: "Hell, why is the medicine not working?" ”

"It hasn't failed, and I can still feel the altered bloodline." Feng Manyun clenched his fists, and the young man in the round of exchange obviously noticed that he was like drinking an expensive ghost elixir, and his strength and reaction were much stronger than before, "But as for the side effects, I can only say......" The hunter adjusted his posture, and also pulled out the weapon behind his back, looking at Emon who was like a great enemy with a smile, "The law of rank, that's just it." ”

"You dare to fool me?" Wang Li Hunter urged the coercion of the bloodline again and again, but although sweat was oozing from his forehead, the young man in front of him was not moved at all. He didn't believe a word about the words of the young man in front of him, no matter how powerful the monsters on the continent were from ancient times to the present, none of them could get rid of the suppression of the law of rank, how could a teenager easily do it? Aemon only said that the boy didn't really drink the potion, but somehow deceived his eyes.

"I've been around a bunch of criminals and crooks for months, and it's normal for me to be exposed to them." Feng Manyun didn't feel anything wrong at all, "By the way, I'm sorry for wasting your feelings, but I'll never listen to an idiot's orders in my life......"

"Damn it......" Wang Li said with a secret hatred. Thinking that Feng Manyun could be the tester of the next round of empirical evidence, he relied on the effect of the potion himself, and provided too much information that should not be said in order to appease the little ghost in front of him, but at this moment it was too late to regret it, "Since this is the case, then you can only kill ......"

Before Emon could finish speaking, the boy stretched out his hand and jerked the steering wheel behind him to the bottom. The rudder of the lifeboat creaked overwhelmingly, and the hull of the ship tilted to the left in response. The two-star hunter was unsteady on his feet, and he was seized by the young man and stepped forward.

"Ding!" The blades of the two swords slammed together without any tricks. The standard weapon was difficult to resist the custom blade in Emon's hand, and Feng Manyun watched as the long knife in his hand appeared from the middle of the spider web-like crack, and the "horn" was broken in half.

"Whoosh-" The white-clothed hunter let go of the upper half of the blade that flew back upside down, and swung it at Emon with the only small half of the knife left. Wang Li's hunter added a new wound, and he was in a hurry, and he was forced to retreat again and again. The two exchanged each other, slashing at each other's shoulders almost at the same time.

"Ahh The half-truncated blade of the One-Star Hunter sliced through the bandage, stirring through Aemon's wound before it was closed. Wang Li Hunter was in pain, and the blade of the Taidao was deeply embedded in Feng Manyun's shoulder blades.

Under the harsh sound of ......the weapon entering the flesh, the white-clothed hunter looked calm as usual, as if the pain of the bone had not happened to him. He grabbed the other man's neck and lifted his knee and kicked Emon in the stomach. Wang Li hunter's internal organs cramped, and he involuntarily bent down.

Feng Manyun pulled out his broken blade and looked at the neck of the two-star hunter that was protruding from the middle of his hunting suit. The young man's cheeks bulged, but he still snorted hatefully, and instead slammed the hilt of his knife on Aemon's temple a few times.

Wang Li's eyes were dizzy, and the hand holding the sword fell weakly, and the whole person lost his strength and fell softly to Feng Manyun's chest. The boy pulled away, and he lay face to the ground, lying on the deck of the boat, completely unmoving.

"You should be glad that I have a not-so-glorious role model." Feng Manyun kicked the fainted man on his helmet again, and then pulled out the sword on his shoulder without changing his face, and threw it on the deck with a thud. He pressed the bleeding wound with one hand and pulled a bandage from his waist with the other.