Chapter 262: A Hundred Ghosts Walk (Part II)
Dahu Liezhuang overlooked the ships below, and the rest of the ships unexpectedly chose a ceasefire at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Zhiyin wanted to say something several times, but she wanted to say it again and again, and Zhikuo pulled it several times before she simply gave up.
"Let's go." The big fox Liezhuang turned around and swept into the misty maelstrom with Zhiyin Zhikuo.
When the figure of the Great Fox Liezhuang disappeared into the sea, the ships that were not sent back to the shore were on the verge of amnesty, and the Great Fox Liezhuang's move was obviously a warning to them that if they killed each other again, he would definitely guard the entrance of the maelstrom and would not let anyone enter.
Although it has to be enemies of many group forces and some gate valve families, the talent of the Great Fox Liezhuang has always been the leader of the Free Federation, and it is recognized as the first person to cultivate, and it is also favored by many big people in the Free Federation.
But after the big fox Liezhuang left, the strong men waiting on the shore couldn't hold back anymore, and they swept up one after another, and one by one the light clusters flew towards the whirlpool from the shore, some fast and some slow.
The ships that had been sent back to the shore by Dahu Liezhuang sailed out of the shore again, but Dahu Liezhuang's previous warnings did not make these people relent.
The first person to strike immediately attacked in mid-air, and the thermal weapon in his hand began to fire at the other people around him, and several strong people could not react, and they were directly shot and fell into the sea, and the other strong people fought back one after another.
The chaotic scene was just like the beginning, with a picture of scrambling and fighting in mid-air, the ships below naturally no longer converged, and all kinds of naval guns fired at the nearest ships again.
Explosions roared incessantly on the surface of the sea.
Also in the confusion, in a forest on the shore, Hua Feifei noticed that there was a group of people who had not moved, these people were all wearing masks to cover their faces, and under the hoods and cloaks, everyone was bulging behind them, obviously in full costume, and the leader was a man in a gold mask, and on his shoulder stood a white eagle eagle, with shiny feathers and stained with spots like splashing ink, and it turned its head from time to time to look around.
The golden-masked man looked at the sea with a telescope and handed it to an elderly man standing next to him on the right, who, although wearing a peculiar tiger mask, could see that his long hair was gray, apparently buried.
There is also a mysterious person with a patterned mask, but this mysterious person is a woman judging by the shape of the cloak, and it is worth noting that her figure has black butterflies flying around from time to time.
"Looks like your ploy is working." The old man took the telescope and looked at the chaotic scene in the distance, and then handed the telescope to the woman who was very beckoning, and the woman took the telescope and looked at it, and she didn't know what the expression was under the delicate patterned mask.
Hua Feifei took the opportunity to get closer, and among the dozens of people waiting behind, they were all waiting for orders, the thunder roaring in the sky, and the rustling of rain.
She put down the binoculars and handed them back to the golden-masked man, who looked at the woman with the white-spotted eagle on his shoulder with a wary roll of his eyes.
"It's a pity, if the big fox Liezhuang is not a bad thing, it is estimated that there will be fewer people going in." The old man in the mask of a hideous animal looked a little regretful.
"Big Fox Liezhuang is not a child, and the Great Vortex Passage restricts the number of people to enter this kind of lie, and it can only deceive those fools who have no brains." The man said disdainfully, then took a piece of jerky from his pocket and handed it to the eagle eagle on his shoulder, who stretched out his head, gently pinned the jerky in his eagle peck, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"I'm weird." The woman spoke suddenly through the mask.
"Strange something." The old man asked.
"Isn't he the future pillar of your Federation? It seems that people of your faction don't like him. The woman's voice was very beautiful and a little sarcastic.
"Hmph. Ridgepole? The old man seemed a little indignant, "I think it's almost the same as excluding dissidents." ā
"Oh? How did I hear that one of the eldest grandsons of Wu Lao provoked others, and unfortunately he was seriously injured so that his cultivation foundation was in ruins...... "The woman dug out the old accounts, and she didn't intend to give the old man face at all.
"You!" The old man's face was difficult to see, and he wanted to explode.
"You two are almost done." The man in the golden mask spoke to stop him, which made the old man's posture endure it.
"I don't know who it is, in the northwest sea, the miasma of smoke and miasma, the people are not happy, if the Free Federation falls one day, it is really thanks to you." The old man brushed his sleeves and said with some anger.
"If that day happens, you should thank us." The young woman said in a playful tone, "The overthrow of this rotten federation is the cause and belief that our revolutionaries have been working hard for. ā
"Faith? The slogans of the rebels who have been revolting since ancient times have always been shouted loudly! The old man seemed to despise the origin of this woman.
The woman didn't care, and let out a chuckle under the mask, "I think Elder Wu is a little prejudiced against us, but you haven't thought that if we don't have the support of your superiors, we will grow and develop, and even spread to the scale of the current several provinces?" ā
The old man was speechless for a moment, and he thought of the many rumors recently.
"Could it be that Yun Shuai ......," the old man muttered.
"Alright." The man in the golden mask hurriedly interrupted him, "Don't guess if you shouldn't guess, beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth, it's important to do business at the moment." ā
The old man obediently closed his mouth,
Hua Feifei listened to it in secret, it turned out that the upper echelons of the Liberal Federation, which seemed to be peaceful and peaceful, were also surging undercurrents, and the simple general trend of the world made people feel that the mountain rain was coming, and the building was about to collapse.
The changes in the pattern of the world are naturally not something that a small person like Hua Feifei can care about, but the name Yun Shuai, in the Free Federation, is a well-known federal military god, known as the beautiful fox.
At the same time, there are other star-studded characters who are as famous as him, five-star generals known as the "wings of the Federation" and "Uranus", who should be unseen!
This man has never had many plans to fight, and he has always been unexpectedly winning more with less, and his soldiers have bravely crowned the Federation, and the limelight has not been seen for a while in the past two years, and he heard that the Free Federation is ready to grant him the position of marshal, but many people in the old-fashioned old faction oppose it, and the Federal Congress has not dared to make a decision.
After all, the information of celebrities is still very easy to see in the Free Federation, and many virtual network media are hyping to attract attention, and the Federation is a country with open media.
"Alright, let's get ready to enter!" The man in the golden mask said, and then he and the old man and the woman all tied black strips of cloth around their arms, apparently that they could easily distinguish between friend and foe when they went in the melee.
The crowd began to sort out the equipment, the last batch swept up in the air, Hua Fei's figure moved quickly, touched the back of the last group of people who took off, the person in charge of leading the team counted the number of people, looked back, and found that his team was missing one person, and immediately turned to look at the woods.
"Ninety-seven?" The captain asked.
Suddenly, a man in a mask ran out of the woods and trotted all the way.
"Why did you go?" The black-masked captain snapped.
"I'm in a hurry, I'm going to relieve myself. I'm sorry. Ninety-seven apologized repeatedly.
"What's going on next? Keep up! The person in charge who vacated in front of him looked at the last team still ink on the ground, and suddenly urged with some displeasure.
The squad leader, who wanted to reprimand a few more words, suddenly endured it and waved at the returning person.
"Let's go!"
The ninety-seven returned to the team, and the rest of the team looked at the returning companion and only looked at it a few times, without too much questioning.
The eyes under the mask looked at the team smartly, this person was none other than Hua Feifei.
The team rose into the sky, and Hua Feifei saw that someone in the team was using the pulse breath technique in the army, and naturally he also used the pulse breath technique, and the shield built by the pulse energy looked like it was weaker than the others, and it was naturally very inconspicuous.
A huge team of dozens of people rose up in the forest in an instant, naturally attracting the attention of many people.
The fight between the people who were competing over there continued, many people fell into the sea and died, and many of the ships on the sea were shot and exploded, and thick smoke of gunpowder rose.
From a distance, this is a scene of apocalyptic Shura.
On the other side of the sea, a strange boat that was as light and slender as a flat boat actually came slowly on the rough sea, and the white hull was flowing with invisible veins to protect it.
It was also strange that the sea was churning, but the slender boat was unharmed, but the situation on the battlefield in the distance was chaotic and exhausted, and no one had the leisure to notice this strange boat with divine light.
There were three people on the boat, two men and one woman.
The man at the helm of the stern stirring the double pulp, heroic, tall and lofty, with a faint indifferent killing air between his eyebrows, under the wide canopy, the boat is his own strength to paddle slowly with both hands.
In this surging ocean, he actually controlled Xiaozhou in all directions, what a capability, but his skin color and hair were very different from those of the Free Federation, yellow hair and white skin.
In the lead of the boat sat a man dressed in a black robe with long red hair in a ponytail, sitting in front of the boat, with a heavy scripture spread out on his knees, which was filled with dense and obscure scriptures, and not many people could know this ancient script.
He pushed the gold-rimmed round-rimmed glasses hanging from the chain, and his delicate and fair face formed an eerie contrast with the undulating sea.
āā¦ā¦ The worm does not die, the fire is unquenchable, everywhere there are lakes of fire and brimstone, hunger and thirst have no water to drink, there is no rest all day and night, and there is no seeing of those who love them, in short, it is a place full of pain and punishment, without any hope or salvation. ā
After the man finished speaking, he smiled at the girl sitting in the middle of the boat.
The girl looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, with long blond hair like a waterfall, and her big eyes like agate stones looked extremely moving, and the little Lori looked a little bewitching, she was wearing a plain skirt, sitting quietly in the center, holding a dirty brown teddy bear in one hand, and patiently listening to the story of the priest in front of her with one hand on her chin.
"Hearing you say that, that place I'm going to go to in the future doesn't seem to be that bad." Little Lori still held her chin, and the voice of the yellow warbler out of the valley seemed to be light and light.
The red-haired ponytail man with glasses smiled and corrected gently and with great quality: "Hell is a bottomless pit. ā
"yes, but I'm going to go anyway." Little Lori said very calmly, looking old-fashioned.
"Though thou shalt walk through the valley of the shadow of death, thou shalt fear no evil, for the Lord is with thee; His rod and his rod will comfort you. Pastor Ponytail comforted her.
Little Lori hugged the bear, shook her head with her chin propped up, and said, "I know that my Redeemer lives and will stand on this earth at the end of the day." When my flesh is destroyed, I will see your Lord outside the flesh. ā
At the end, Lori paused again, and then added, "However, we are definitely enemies. ā
Pastor Ponytail closed the thick, quaint mottled scripture and said with a smile, "The Lord will not give up on anyone." ā
"But you're already giving up on them." Lori raised her eyebrows, and the implication was naturally the battlefield in the distance.
Over there, after the team of dozens of people where Hua Feifei was located formed a battle group and entered the battlefield, more people fell into the sea.
The ponytailed priest stood up, turned to look at the hellish scene of battle in the distance, sighed with admiration, and said, "The devil has come to the world, lured people to be enemies of God, and made them disobey God......