"Seasickness is the same as drunkenness? ha...... Your uncle is such a wonderful person. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is just about churning and vomiting in the chest, but it's the same. But it's a pity that drinking alcohol when you are seasick is an injury on top of injury, and you don't think it's enough for you to be dizzy!"

When the young man heard this, he immediately looked innocently at the older man next to him, "Uncle Dalf, are they right?"

"Huh, steppe people?" Before Darf could speak, the ghost fox's face suddenly changed, and he put away his folding fan, and looked at the uncle and nephew in front of him with a flickering look in his eyes, "Two steppe hulu, what are you doing in my big Zhou?

"Grandma's...... I said how can someone drink more than Lao Tzu, it turned out to be smashed from the grassland. I remember that there was a rule in the north that when you saw a steppe hulu, you would draw a knife and kill it without asking the reason. Hey, hey, hey......" smiled majestically, struggled to prop up his body, his burly body was like a mountain, and his right hand slowly stretched out to the hilt behind him.

"Whoosh-" Darff stood up suddenly, his eyes staring coldly into the majestic eyes like an eagle. The hand reached gently to the waist behind him, where a scimitar was hidden.

"Uncle Dalf...... I'm sorry...... I forgot to call you Uncle Da......" The young man's face turned a little pale. Although he prides himself on being a brave man on the grassland, this is Kyushu and the hinterland of Jiangzhou. All the people on the ship are Zhou people, all of them are martial arts. Suddenly, the young man had the feeling of being surrounded by wolves on the grassland.

"Huh...... The wolf cub is quite horizontal? hahaha...... Okay! That's what makes it fun to kill. As he spoke, Xiong Lie suddenly moved, and the black shadow flickered, and the big knife behind him fell on his hand at some point, and the knife flashed, like lightning, and slashed towards the top of Darf's head like lightning.

Don't look at the male seasickness and collapsed to the ground, but the moment he drew his knife, the momentum of the whole person was like a brown bear in the wilderness bursting out with a wild breath. With a slash, the knife was not close, and the knife qi had already blown open the emanation of Darff's face.

Darff bent slightly, and suddenly took a step. The figure leaned forward, and a sword light slashed towards the majestic throat like a crescent moon at the end of the world. No matter the timing, speed, or viciousness, it is a notch higher than the male.

When an expert shoots, he knows the depth. I don't know how high this Darf's cultivation is, but everyone knows that the sword technique alone is definitely much higher than Xionglie. The sword flashed, like lightning, and struck the throat of the mighty one.

"Whoosh-" A cold light flashed, and the ghost fox on the side suddenly raised his hand. A remnant shot out of the closed iron fan and pointed it into Darf's eyes. Darf hurriedly changed his moves, the sword light rose, and only a crisp sound was heard, and the attacking hidden weapon had been split with a knife.

"Despicable—"

Darff was furious, but at this moment, the majestic man who had escaped death slapped Darff's chest with a palm. The people in the northern martial arts, since childhood, have learned a strong internal strength, and the sword skills are not comparable to others, and the strong natural use of strong internal force to suppress the opponent.

Darff hurriedly stretched out his left hand, and one palm was fiercely imprinted with Xionglie.

"Boom-" A wave of air visibly spread in all directions. The cheeks of the two of them also trembled violently in an instant, and almost instantly, two white mist rose from the top of their respective heads.

The majestic face turned iron blue in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans spilled down his forehead. His own strong internal strength has always been the capital that Xionglie is proud of, coupled with his natural strength, Xionglie rarely encounters defeat when he walks in Jingzhou martial arts. Of course, this is also the circle of Xiong Lie's contact is not high-end.

But Xionglie couldn't imagine that the middle-aged man in front of him, who seemed to be dull, had such a strong internal force, even if he added his infinite strength, he couldn't get any cheapness. Almost in a few breaths, he had fallen behind.

"Hmph-" The ghost fox's eyes suddenly rolled, and the iron fan unfolded, slashing at the young man behind Darf.

"Patch be careful—" Darff was furious, his chest bulging like a gasping toad.

"Boom-" A wave of air gushed out wildly, and endless energy swept around like a violent wind. The internal force forced back the heroic, and also forced the ghost fox back alive. But Patche, who was behind him, was also shocked away by this force.

"Oops—" There was a scream, and Patch flew a foot away. I rolled several times in a row to stabilize my body. The package he was carrying was dropped like this, and it suddenly scattered.

"Shhh

Scattered parcels, full of dazzling. The pearl jade is dazzling, and the gold leaves seem to be able to waive in the wind. And among so many gold and silver jewelry, a three-foot-high pure gold gossip box is so conspicuous. Even a three-year-old knows that this thing is a priceless treasure.

"Rob, ah-" I don't know who roared, and a group of martial arts people rushed towards the treasure on the ground like hungry tigers pounced on sheep.

"Despicable—" Darff was furious, and the pillar of spiritual power rose into the sky, and a sword light slashed from the sky like lightning.

At this moment, Darff burst out of his true strength. Innate realm, dignified innate realm. Even in Jiangnan Road, where masters are everywhere, the innate realm can be a master who can be awe-inspiring and reverent.

But unfortunately, this innate realm is a steppe hulu.

Looking at Darff's emerging momentum, Xionglie suddenly gasped, and trembled in fear. If Darf hadn't shown mercy to his subordinates at the beginning, his own life would have been lost a long time ago, how could he still stumble here? Suddenly, a trace of regret welled up in the heart of the ambition, and people showed mercy to their subordinates everywhere, isn't it not good to provoke like this?

The anger of the innate realm is a sword, how can some martial artists of the acquired realm be able to face it, before the sword qi is cut off, a group of crazy martial arts heroes feel that the eyes of death have been staring at themselves. The snatching action stopped, and one by one the dead souls looked at the sword light that had been cut off.

"Whew-" A voice sounded like the wind howling. Suddenly, a fist that flew from nowhere met the slashing sword qi. It was as if fireworks exploded, and the sky was filled with stars in an instant. In the midst of the star rain, a young man in green clothes stood proudly. On the shoulder, there is a mysterious rune embroidered, and in the center of the rune, only one Pang character can be recognized.

"Pang Tai under the Jiangzhou Martial Arts League, who dares to make trouble?" Pang Tai frowned, looking at the sluggish but still retaining the fighting posture of the martial arts heroes below, his face suddenly gloomy.

"Don't rob, it's mine...... My ......" Patch hissed as she gathered away the gold and silver jewels scattered on the ground, her face frightened and anxious, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Whose are these?" Pang Tai shouted at the people below. Powerful and powerful, like the sky, pressed down from the sky. The martial arts heroes cowered, and no one squeaked in front of them.

"This hero, our uncle and nephew have long heard that the Great Zhou is a state of etiquette, and they are all righteous men and gentlemen, so they came all the way from the grassland, but they didn't think of it...... It's better to see than to hear.

The boats of the Great Zhou Dynasty are full of people, one by one, like tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves. If so, even if our uncle and nephew are unlucky to fall into the tiger's den in Longtan alone, they can't come out. I don't want any money, and I'll send us back to the Northlands!"

Listening to Darff's words, Pang Tai's brows suddenly furrowed, and his eyes looked at Xiong Lie below, "What he said is true?"

"I ......"

"This young man, we didn't draw our swords against the two of them out of the intention of getting rich, but because they were grassland hulu. In the course of the fight, their packages are scattered to cause a frenzy. In our Northland Martial Arts, it is customary to kill the grassland Hulu without drawing a sword without a word......" The ghost fox explained with a smile shaking his fan.

"Prairie Hulu?" Pang Tai turned his face to look at Darff expressionlessly, "That means that the money belongs to this person?"

"Yes......" he said majestically, and finally nodded yes.

"Ridiculous, it doesn't matter if he kills people and sells goods? This is a great crime in the first place! Fortunately, it is not yet a complete boat, and everyone retreats. It's someone else's, after all, it's someone else's, what's the difference between you doing this and a robber? Don't embarrass our Kyushu martial arts. ”

Whether it is Pang Tai's identity or martial arts, it can form an absolute suppression and deterrence for the entire ship of martial arts people. No matter how dazzling the gold and silver in front of you are, you have to have a life flower to get it.

Patch eagerly gathered all the jewels. After counting carefully, he carefully put the gossip box made of pure gold into the package.

"Is there a few?" asked Pang Tai coldly, holding his hands.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......"

"In half an hour, we will be in Jiangnan Province, and I hope you will remember that Jiangnan Province does not exclude all guests in the world, whether it is my people of the Great Zhou or the grassland Hulu. However, Gangnam Province only welcomes those who follow the rules. If you can't follow the rules of Gangnam Province, please go ashore and leave by boat. ”

After speaking, Pang Tai's figure flashed, and the person had rushed out of the river. Treading water without a trace, a few ups and downs landed on a small boat not far away. The boat had no sails or oars, but when Pontai jumped on board, it sped away like an arrow from a string.

When this happened, Bulf and Patch were naturally isolated, and there were still countless pairs of eyes staring at the package on Patch's shoulder. The wealth in it is something that they may not be able to earn in a few lifetimes.

Greed is there, of course, but you can't lose your mind. The strength of Bourf's innate realm is there, but the greedy mind can only be placed in the bottom of his heart. But the ghost fox on one side was hiding on the side, and his eyes were dripping. The ghost fox has a nickname that is very close to Ning Yue, but the origin of his nickname is far from Ning Yue.

Cold as a ghost, cunning as a fox, his style of action, both good and evil, all according to his own preferences. Such a person is the most unprovoked, let alone offended. Because this kind of person is not offline, he is shameless, and he definitely refreshes people's brains.

The river breeze is slow, and the excitement of Fang Cai seems to be gradually cooling. Everyone once again returned to their previous half-dead state, and those who were seasick continued to be seasick, and those who were not seasick stood by the guardrail looking at the faint riverbank in the distance.

"It's leaking—" Suddenly there was a scream, as if a terrible whistling sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.