Chapter 640 Landing on the Island Turmoil
"Uncle Cousin, show me." Liu Zihang still didn't give up.
"Are you so interested in other people's privacy? Then why don't you go and be a paparazzi? ”
When the elevator arrived at the floor, Wang Yu walked out without looking back, and then opened the door with the key and entered the house.
It was already evening, and it was getting dark outside.
He decided to get a good night's sleep today and head to White Rock Island tomorrow morning.
But at night, it rained heavily in Jingyang.
The torrential rain continued until dawn.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Wang Yu got up from bed.
He had a very good night's rest, but his Dao cultivation still hadn't recovered.
If you calculate the time, there should be twenty hours left, that is, around three o'clock in the morning tonight, which will be three days.
Pull back the curtains of the room, and there is a sea of water outside.
The rainstorm has no intention of stopping.
Time can't be delayed any longer.
So Wang Yu changed his clothes, took an umbrella and went out.
At that time, Liu Zihang hadn't gotten up yet, and Wang Yu didn't wake him up, but just left the spare key on the coffee table in the living room.
The overnight torrential rain made the already desolate city even worse.
Wang Yu's off-road vehicle contracted almost the entire street.
Except for his car and the occasional military vehicle passing by, there were no private cars on the road.
Official steamships between the islands and the mainland have long since ceased to operate.
And the local fishermen also knew that a huge sea monster was approaching Jingyang, so they walked nine times out of ten.
Those who stayed behind refused to go to sea because of the strong wind and waves.
But under the heavy reward there will be brave men.
When Wang Yu transferred 100,000 yuan to a middle-aged man through his mobile phone.
The middle-aged man happily launched his sand mining boat.
The speed of the sand mining ship is slow, but the advantage is that it is relatively smooth.
However, in this stormy and choppy sea, it is still extremely turbulent.
Wang Yu sat cross-legged on the mat, closed his eyes, and took advantage of this time to appreciate the fifth form of the Zhuxian Sword Technique that he had memorized.
Gradually, he could not feel the shaking of the hull, the cold wind and the icy rain pouring in through the cracks......
The whole person has entered a state of selflessness.
The middle-aged man who was driving the boat in front of him glanced back, frowned and said three words - neurotic!
Due to the slow speed of the sand mining ships, coupled with the fact that they had to spare a large circle in order to avoid the defensive fleet deployed by the military at sea.
By the time I saw White Rock Island, it was already evening.
Located about 100 nautical miles from the mainland, Shiraishi Island is a small tourist island known as the maritime gateway to Gyeongyo, and there is a four-star hotel on the island.
At that time, Wang Yu was sitting in the cabin, still maintaining his original posture, his forehead and face were full of water droplets, and his hair and clothes were all soaked.
I don't know if it's sweat or the rain that leaks in.
"Sir, sir, I'll be there soon."
Hearing the call of the boatman, Wang Yu opened his eyes and found that there were about ten centimeters of water in the entire cabin.
It was already this time, and the umbrella was not of much use, so he opened the door and stood on the deck outside.
When there were still more than 20 meters away, I saw three people standing on the pier of Baishi Island, holding a huge black umbrella.
The clothes of these three people are very special, not modern attire, but the uniforms of the sect.
Somewhat similar to a modified version of a costume costume.
This is very similar to the clothes passed down by the Maoshan disciples that Wang Yu saw in the Maoshan Sect before, but the color is slightly different.
The main clothes of the disciples of the Maoshan Sect are cyan, and the clothes of these three people are mainly red.
The three of them stood on the shore and cast a wary glance at the slowly approaching sand mining boat.
Sure enough, as soon as the ship docked, it was intercepted and interrogated by them.
"Who are you?"
"What are you here for?"
Seeing that these three people were menacing, the boatman was so frightened that he said, "I...... I just sent someone here. ”
The three of them immediately shifted their gaze to Wang Yu on the back deck of the ship.
Wang Yu braved the rain and walked to the bow of the boat, and was about to go ashore, when he was ordered by the three of them.
"Stop!"
"Who allowed you to come up?"
"Who are you?"
Wang Yu took a closer look at these three people and found that they all had the word "Shenxiao" on their cuffs.
Only then did I know that these three people were all from the Daomen Shenxiao Sect.
The Shenxiao Sect is known for its fierce attack spells, and it pays attention to defeating the enemy head-on with the power of thunder.
If they were divided according to the class in the game, they would probably be Berserker Mages.
The white spirit fire that Wang Yu often uses is the spell of the Shenxiao Sect.
Because these three people had an arrogant and bad attitude, Wang Yu replied unceremoniously: "When did this island become yours?" Who are you to stop me from landing on the island? ”
The three of them were very angry when they saw that Wang Yu, an ordinary person, dared to talk back to themselves.
If it weren't for the fact that there were people from other sects on the island, if they taught an ordinary person a lesson, they would have smeared their own sect, and they would have done it a long time ago.
"What are you doing here?"
Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a voice suddenly came from the rear.
Wang Yu looked over and saw a young man walking slowly with a black umbrella.
The man was also dressed in red, but it was obvious that his outfit looked much more ornate.
And behind him, there were more than a dozen subordinates, who looked very imposing.
The three Shenxiao Sect disciples on the shore immediately respectfully retreated to the sides when they saw the man, gave way to the road, and then shouted in unison, "Young Master." ”
This title immediately made Wang Yu understand the identity of the man.
The one who can be called the young master by the disciples in the door must be the son of the master.
One of the disciples who had intercepted Wang Yu earlier clasped his hands and bowed: "Young master, this guy doesn't know what to do, and he wants to land on the island, but he was discovered and intercepted by us." ”
The man glanced at Wang Yu with contempt and said, "It's just a mortal, just drive him away, why bother talking so much nonsense." ”
"Yes, young master!"
With the man's permission, the three people on the dock below were ready to use force against Wang Yu.
Wang Yu saw that the situation was not good, and he was still in the closed realm, and he was not the opponent of these three people, so he hurriedly said: "Let me see the head of the Maoshan Sect, or Xu Chun." ”
The man originally turned around and was about to leave, but as soon as he heard the word "Xu Chun", he immediately stopped, then turned around and said, "You three slow down!" ”
After the three of them stopped, the man frowned and looked at Wang Yu seriously.
At that time, Wang Yu was soaking wet, standing in the storm, his soaked bangs were attached to his head, and the water kept rolling down, just like a water curtain hole......
In short, it's an image that can't be embarrassed anymore.
The more the man looked at Wang Yu, the deeper his brows wrinkled, and he asked suspiciously: "Do you know Miss Xu from Maoshan?" ”
Wang Yu wiped the rain from his face and said, "Of course, she invited me here." ”
The people of the Shenxiao Sect on the shore laughed and kept mocking Wang Yu:
"What are you kidding?"
"Miss Xu is the daughter of the head of Maoshan, how can she know you as a mortal."
"Isn't it, how many heroes in the world admire Miss Xu, but everyone is indifferent. How could such a high-ranking lady meet you? ”
"You dare to call Miss Xu's name directly, saying that she invited you here, it's really funny."
"Do you know what we're going to do on this island? You don't pee to see what you look like, a worldly person who will only eat stinky skin and wait for death, what is the use of landing on the island except for sending him to death? ”
"Get out of here, lest you'll be scared to cry."
"Hahahaha......"
These disciples of the Sect are not very deep in Taoism, but they have a great sense of superiority over ordinary mortals.
Wang Yu didn't get angry because of these words, but felt that they were like ignorant clowns.
But he was very surprised, that is, Xiao Chun is obviously a good girl, kind and friendly, how can her reputation among the cultivators be so cold.
The man was different from the others, he didn't smile.
On the contrary, after Wang Yu was ridiculed by his subordinates, he warned solemnly: "Today, I will let you go first, but you give me a good memory, I don't care where you heard Miss Xu's name, but from now on, if you dare to call her name with your dirty mouth again, I will definitely not let you go!" ......"