The sea is blue and the sky is turquoise.

Yan Shi stood at the bow of the boat, looking into the distance with his hands, the sea breeze gently blowing through his body, cool and silky, making people feel energetic.

The vastness of the sea is unimaginable to those who have never seen it, and everywhere you look, it is blue and pure, boundless.

In front of this ocean, everything in the world seems humble.

Yan Shi also felt his own insignificance, compared to the vast heaven and earth nature, how weak was the human power? Even if the martial arts cultivation reached his level, it was still insignificant in front of the ocean.

But this is where the joy of life lies, because you are humble so you want to be great, because you are weak so you have to be strong.

Continuous progress and hard work, challenge higher, climb the peak, this is his pursuit.

As far as Yan Shi is concerned, good and evil morality are things that have been abandoned, and he only has himself in his heart, and he only has a higher place in his eyes.

Not far away, Gong Jiu looked gloomily at Yan Shi who was standing on the bow of the boat, his palms clenched tightly.

He will never forget the shame of that day, that lowly mortal, who pulled out his bones one by one, and mocked himself with that condescending gaze.

He couldn't accept such an insult, but he had to accept it, and even had to compromise and accept the other party's conditions.

The skeleton that had just been connected to it was still faintly painful at the moment, and Gong Jiu's heart was like being bitten by a poisonous snake, almost crazy.

Barely holding back the burning anger in his heart, he told himself: "Wait, he will definitely be defeated by Wu Ming's hands, and I will get back that shame a thousand times at that time." ”

"It's here!" Looking at the island in front of him, Yan Shi turned around indifferently and glanced at Gong Jiu, without any color in his eyes.

The latter's fists clenched tighter, walked up, and said coldly: "I hope you stand up and not be carried out, no, you will never have the possibility of coming out......

Yan Shi shook his palm lightly, glanced at him and said, "Is it that the bones don't hurt anymore?"

Gong Jiu's expression sank.

Yan Shi smiled and stepped off the boat, and there was already a pretty woman waiting in the distance, she exuded the smell of beef soup, but she was very solemn and beautiful, like a princess.

Her name is Beef Soup, and she is indeed the princess of this island, but obviously the person she is waiting for is not Yan Shi, but Gong Jiu.

"Brother Jiu, you've finally arrived. She had quickly come to Gong Jiu and greeted her intimately.

The latter barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

The woman said, "By the way, Brother Jiu, why did you suddenly come to the island, could it be that you are in some trouble?"

Gong Jiu naturally wouldn't admit it: "How can there be any trouble in this world that I can't solve?"

The woman nodded: "Brother Jiu is naturally the most powerful, but I feel that something is wrong, who is this person?" she pointed to Yan She.

The latter smiled and said, "I am a friend of the Ninth Prince, and I have met the palace master." ”

It's the palace master, not the princess, the palace of Gong Jiu.

The woman was surprised: "You are a friend of Brother Jiu, and there is anyone in this world who is worthy of being Brother Jiu's friend?"

Yan Shi asked rhetorically: "If it weren't for the Ninth Prince's confession, how would I have recognized the palace master?"

As he spoke, he looked at Gong Jiu with a smile, and the latter suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth, "Yes, he is my friend. ”

The woman asked again: "It was Brother Jiu who told you about me, so did he tell you about Shaman's stinky woman?"

Yan Shi touched his head and said, "Who is Shaman?"

The woman suddenly became proud: "Sure enough, the most important thing in Brother Jiu's heart is always me." She was so proud that she remembered, "What's your name?"

Yan Shi smiled brightly: "Evil is supreme, known as the Demon Lord!"

"Demon Lord, the supreme evil?" the woman was surprised, "This name sounds so arrogant. ”

Yan Shi said with a smile: "It's all friends in the rivers and lakes who give face, in fact, this is not my original name, but I have no choice but to walk in the rivers and lakes and mix the name is often louder than my real name, and over time it becomes my real name." ”

The woman nodded: "I also have a name, beef soup, it sounds good, right? For the sake of you being Brother Jiu's friend, you are allowed to call it." ”

Yan Shi smiled and said, "I've seen the beef soup girl." ”

Looking at Yan Shi, who had been chatting with his sister very happily in a short period of time, Gong Jiu became more and more jealous in his heart.

It is not terrible to be a reckless man who can only fight and kill, but what is terrible is that he is strong in martial arts, and he can be with the light and dust, and talk and laugh with others.

Such a character is deeply terrifying.

"Demon Lord, Evil Supreme!Hmph, what kind of person are you?" Gong Jiu muttered to himself in a low voice.

The three of them left the entrance of the island and followed a path into the interior of the island.

At the end of the road is a small pavilion.

There were quite a few people in the cabinet.

The most eye-catching in the crowd was a slender, beautiful and beautiful woman.

She may be too tall, but her pretty figure is soft, her whole body exudes an irresistible charm, the contours of her face are obvious, and her cat-like eyes flash with a blue light like the sea, she looks cold and intelligent, but with an indescribable laziness, as if she has been tired of life for a long time.

She is Shaman.

Although she is the most attractive one, there is only one person in Yan She's eyes.

It was a kind-looking little old man, he was wearing a dress of excellent material, with a round face, a half-bald crown, and a smile similar to Yan She's on his face.

It looks brilliant.

Yan Shi looked at him, and he also looked at Yan She.

Others seem to no longer exist.

Time and space are like solidification.

Invisible pressures envelop here.

But the others didn't notice it at all, only Gong Jiu faintly felt that something was wrong.

Yan Shi walked in.

It's a casino, and everyone is gambling hotly.

He didn't go directly to the little old man, but came to the table of a chapter and took out a ticket with a denomination of 200,000 taels.

"Who's going to bet on me?" he said, glancing around.

There were more than a dozen people in the small pavilion, some standing, some sitting, old and young, male and female, some wearing solemn and gorgeous ancient clothes, and some just casually draped in a wide robe.

A middle-aged man wearing a first-class court dress in the Tang Dynasty, a white jade belt around his waist, and a purple and gold crown on his head, holding a glass of wine in his hand, staggered over, "I'll bet with you." ”

The little old man suddenly smiled and said: "His surname is He, as long as he drinks some wine, he insists that he is the reincarnation of He Zhizhang in the Tang Dynasty, so everyone simply calls him He Shangshu, but he likes to call himself a Siming maniac." ”

Yan Shi looked at him for a moment and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"Bet on the dice. He Shangshu replied.

"Good!"

Yan Shi is not a person who likes to gamble, but it doesn't mean that he can't gamble.

Dice is the simplest gambling device, even for children.

Yan Shi and He Shangshu stood at opposite ends of the table, looking at each other, and the latter spoke first: "You invite first!"

Yan Shi put the 200,000 silver ticket on the table: "I'm big!"

He Shangshu's face remained unchanged, and he also took out a silver ticket of 200,000 yuan: "Then I will press it small." ”

The three dice, already in the bowl, began to shake.

All eyes were on it.

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