Zhang Zhongjun also couldn't understand why he was thinking crankily every time he was in a critical situation? He shook his head and threw away all these things, shook the rope in his hand that was tied to the hook head, threw it up, and flew straight to the flying ship more than ten meters high.

I could hear a few clanging sounds, pull the rope, and when it was stable, Zhang Zhongjun naturally climbed up.

When he was about to reach the edge of the ship, Zhang Zhongjun pulled hard, and the whole person jumped up so violently, and stepped on the deck of the flying ship.

Perhaps it can't be said to be a deck, a flat building without the slightest protrusion, which looks about the same as the bottom, but not as convex as the bottom.

Zhang Zhongjun was a little strange at first, this airship actually had no deck, a wheelhouse, and an observatory? How could this be piloted? However, when he thought that this airship had sunk at the bottom of the river before, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Zhang Zhongjun was still sighing, his strength was good, but unfortunately he had not yet reached the [True Yuan Realm] headcatcher, but he had already climbed up along the rope, especially Li Feng, the captain of the Nanlin, who also came up.

He saw Zhang Zhongjun pondering, thinking that Zhang Zhongjun didn't know the details of this flying ship, so he hurriedly ran to a metal rudder plate the size of a basin on the back side of the deck, and shouted while spinning: "My lord, this is the entrance to this flying ship!"

"It's not locked inside?" Zhang Zhongjun asked as he flew over, full of doubts.

"It's usually locked, but if your subordinates think about it, then Zhong Wenfeng shouldn't be able to consider this. Sure enough, it's open!" Li Feng grinned excitedly, then grabbed the iron helm plate and lifted it out, and the iron helm plate was opened with a whole piece of iron plate, revealing a wooden ladder.

Zhang Zhongjun thought that he was the strongest, so he naturally jumped in without saying a word, and didn't climb the ladder, but when he went in, he saw that it was a passage only two meters long, and there was an iron rudder at the end.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the flying ship began to sink, and Zhang Zhongjun felt a shout coming from above his head: "My lord! The flying ship is sinking, I will close the door, and you will also close the door inside!" Then he heard a muffled bang, his vision darkened, the air became turbid, and the sound disappeared all at once, and obviously the door above was closed.

Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help frowning, this Li Feng is too bold, isn't it? Now that the flying ship is about to fall, shouldn't he call himself out as soon as possible? How dare he close the hatch directly?

Thinking about it carefully, Li Feng seems to be very familiar with this flying ship, and he doesn't know how to get in, so he actually ran directly to the position of the hatch to open the door.

This is a warship, can he know about it as a small leader of a platoon in Nanlin Town?

What are you trying to do here? Do you want to kill yourself? No way, I opened my golden finger to scan the surroundings before, the strongest is that Zhong Wenfeng is [True Yuan Realm], and the others are all in the [Muscle and Bone Realm] state, and there is no one lurking around, how can I murder myself?

In this regard, Zhang Zhongjun only hesitated, and then opened the iron door of the passage, went in and closed, and there was also an iron helm plate on the door inside, and rotated it to close it tightly.

It was a curved passageway, all of metal, with an iron gate with a small iron rudder at intervals.

Zhang Zhongjun didn't explore it for the first time, but looked at the top of the passage with curiosity, because there was a bead shining with daylight in the distance of the top partition, which would not dazzle, but it made this place that did not see the light of day as white as daytime, even if there was a hair on the ground, it could be seen clearly.

These shouldn't be treasures like the Night Pearl, right? This kind of flying ship is for the use of the military, and it is impossible to use such a treasure, I am afraid that it is a kind of thing that can be used by the military, but it cannot be opened to the people.

Shaking his head, Zhang Zhongjun walked along the passage with such a swagger, he didn't touch the doors on both sides of the passage, just walked forward, because there was a schematic diagram of the whole cabin on the side of the passage, and it was very clear where the command room of the flying ship was.

Just when Zhang Zhongjun said fast or not, and said slow or not, he was about to arrive at the command room, suddenly the beads on the ceiling were darkened, and then he felt a muffled sound, this airship seemed to be thrown up and down, and Zhang Zhongjun was choked enough, if he didn't have the strength, I am afraid that he would have hit his head and bleed, and there were metal plates all around!

"Damn, it seems that Zhong Wenfeng no longer insists on maintaining the posture of flying in the air!" Zhang Zhongjun scolded, although he couldn't see his five fingers now, Zhang Zhongjun didn't care, and swept forward directly according to his previous memory.

After a few corners, he felt that the space suddenly became larger, Zhang Zhongjun waited with bated breath, not because he was afraid of Zhong Wenfeng's sneak attack, but because he was afraid that this flying ship would have some self-destruction device, and he was afraid that Zhong Wenfeng would feel that there was no hope of self-destruction directly, so he had to carefully sneak in and restrain this guy at once.

It's just that Zhang Zhongjun pricked up his ears to listen, but there was no sound, and when he was hesitating, he suddenly couldn't help but want to slap himself, and hurriedly turned on the golden finger.

It's just that Zhang Zhongjun was unexpected, after opening the golden finger, it was still pitch black in his eyes, and there was no imaginary luck line in sight at all.

Scratching his head, the helpless Zhang Zhongjun spread out his palm, his mind moved, and he made a move to make his palm appear red.

Although the light was a little fainter and a little dim, at least I could see what was going on around me.

As long as there is the slightest light, Zhang Zhongjun's night owl eye can work, and he can naturally see the surrounding situation quickly, this is a place similar to the wheelhouse of his own battleship, but it is much more complicated, with many incomprehensible levers and iron helm plates.

And a corpse was lying in the corner of the command room, holding two handle-like things in both hands, stiffening there.

There were two handles like this, and a chair, and there were eight pairs in the command room, four on the left and four on the right, and the corpse was lying in one of them.

Zhang Zhongjun walked forward to take a look at the corpse, examined it with his other hand, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Damn, he died of exhaustion of vitality? What's going on? No one is persecuting this guy, how could he die because he forcibly exported his vitality until his vitality is exhausted? And why is the look on his face so weird? He actually hangs up with a tangled expression? What is going on?"

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