Sun, beach, breeze, coffee, this is a very pleasant combination, a somewhat sickly white man reclining on a bench, wearing a pair of sunglasses on his face, as if he has fallen asleep.

This is a beach that belongs to him alone, the ocean, an area that has not yet been fully conquered and covered by humans, and it is indeed not difficult to find an uninhabited island here, and some of the small islands sometimes sink to the bottom of the sea and then resurface after a few years.

Suddenly a wave almost twenty stories high rose from the sea ahead, like a fierce beast with a huge mouth open and devouring it in this direction, even the sunlight was blocked.

And the man on the bench seemed to be unaware, still napping himself.

Finally, the waves came to the shore, but they faded suddenly, leaving only a huge bubble on the shore, and eight people stood in the bubble, led by a blue-haired young man, his eyes, with an amber texture.

"Hills, you're so laid-back. ”

The blue-haired youth rubbed his wrist as he walked this way, and there was a lot of food next to the bench in Hills, and the coconuts alone were half a man's high.

He didn't treat himself as an outsider, so the blue-haired young man took a straw and inserted it directly into the coconut, and drank the coconut water by himself.

The seven men who came with the blue-haired youth stood there in a regular manner, one of whom looked like an Asian.

"Maschel, are you so bored that you're disturbing my quiet?" said Sears, taking off his sunglasses and complaining to the blue-haired youth beside him.

"Hehe, you haven't stayed enough in the land of the living dead in the land of enlightenment? Finally, you came out and ran to an uninhabited island in the ocean alone, and I searched for a long time. Maschel stretched his waist and searched, and found that there was only one bench here, so he simply sat down on the ground, threw away the empty coconut very infiguratively, and "cheekily" took a new one and continued to drink.

"My business is my business. Shears seemed a little helpless about this guy, and he didn't bother to say anything.

"You should know about the old palace of the Macedonian Empire, right?" Maschel seemed to be planning to cut to the chase at this time.

"Would you believe me if I told you that my dad who lived next door in my neighborhood moved it away?" Shears asked rhetorically.

"It's like when I was a kid when a classmate bragged to us that David Beckham lived next door to his house. ”

"Then we don't have much to talk about. Shears put his sunglasses back on, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

"Don't worry, I also made an appointment with Kerry, and he will be there soon. Maschel fetched a third coconut.

"You called him again?" Hills sneered on the bench, "what the hell are you going to do?"

"We found something, because the appearance and removal of that old palace led to some sealed historical materials that were proved to be correct, and the records that were originally thrown away in the garbage heap were rediscovered, and as a result, there were some special discoveries. Maschanel seems to want to deliberately use a "provocative" tone to arouse Shears's interest, but Sears is like a salted fish, and he is not even willing to turn over.

"Then you and Kerry can go, what do you need me to do?" Shears said lazily, "I'm not interested in forming a Raiders of the Lost Ark alliance with you." ”

"There's a very powerful formation in that place. ”

"Aren't you also a formation mage?"

"But those formations, the Eastern system, Hills, you yourself know that in the entire Western audience circle, there are few formations that can be comparable to the two of us, but among them, you still know a lot about those things in the East, so this time I really only have to ask you to help, aren't you curious?"

"I ............"

Before Hills could speak, a heat wave suddenly blew in the distance, a burning phoenix swept from the sea, and the seven veterans on the shore were all standing in the bubbles, while Hills and Maschel were blessed with their own power instincts, so it was no big deal, but this originally lush island almost seemed to have been bombarded by gasoline bombs, becoming a bare dead island.

The phoenix conjured up in the air the form of a teenager wearing a jersey similar to Arsenal.

"Carry, you definitely did it on purpose!" Shears said angrily.

"No way, if I want to ask you for a favor, I have to do something extraordinary. Carey walked up to him, took a coconut himself, and took a straw from Maschel.

"I won't give in!" Shears jumped off the bench, "I don't believe that you dare to see one of the islands in the ocean burn one by one, but if you can't do it, I'll go to the island with a lot of tourists, and see if you dare to burn the living people there!"

"What the hell are you avoiding Hills?" asked Kerry as he sipped on coconut water, "You seem to know something we don't know, otherwise I'd really have a hard time understanding what the reason for your current decadence is." ”

"What do I know?" Shears shrugged, looking like I was mad, "Didn't I already post on the website that I, you, and you, if the three of us preached at this time, there was a certain chance that we would survive, or rather, we could live in another place for a while."

But these people, unless they are geniuses, they are already destined to be cleaned up like garbage in two years!"

Hills pointed to the seven veterans who were still standing in the bubble and said, these seven veterans immediately turned very unpleasant, but because of the identity and strength of the person in front of them, no one dared to attack.

"Hey, there's another Asian here, you remind me of a friend, he's a Chinese, what about you, are you Chinese or Japanese or Korean?"

The yellow-skinned and black-haired young man named by Hills replied at this time, "My lord, I am Chinese. ”

"Oh, it's also Chinese, so do you know a guy named Su Bai?" Shears asked casually.

"Su Bai?"

Gu Fan was stunned for a moment, he was a little confused in his heart at this time, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, he is a very good friend of mine, and he has been playing since he was a ............child."

"You're a liar. Hills frowned, and said with determination, "If you were a friend of his, you would have described him like this:

That selfish, self-righteous, self-righteous bastard who does things completely self-centered!

For example, that's how I see him. ”

"......" Gu Fan.

..................

All around, filled with misty white gas, the fat man and the monk maintained and observed the formation in front of them, and the Buddha was meditating cross-legged there.

They didn't think anything would happen to Su Bai, after all, it was just a dream by borrowing the Yin Soldier, if it was an ordinary person, it was really possible to be deeply trapped in it and forget who he was, in fact, many people suddenly suffered a stroke or died suddenly because they ran into the Yin Soldier and borrowed their soul to be followed by them without knowing it.

But Su Bai is not an ordinary person, when it comes to willpower, even if he is a monk, he has to sigh to himself.

Moreover, Su Bai's body and soul are now bound together, and they have completely become one, which is like a truth that women like to say about controlling a man's heart and controlling a man's stomach, and now if you want to abduct Su Bai, you have to pull your stomach and heart away, which is undoubtedly much more difficult.

Because of this, at first, the fat man and the monk didn't really take it too seriously, but after all, the professionalism is here, although the two of them are a little absent-minded, but the observation that should be done is still being done.

Right now, judging from the feedback from the formation, Su Bai should have fallen into a nervous mood, and the ball of flower threads in front of the fat man began to tremble non-stop.

"It seems that Da Bai was shocked by the coercion of the ancestral dragon, hahaha. The fat man gloated and said, "To be honest, I haven't seen the emperor yet." ”

"There are still many royal families in Europe, and there are indeed no more in the country, even if you push forward more than a hundred years, few of the last emperors of the late Qing Dynasty have the spirit of a real dragon, it doesn't matter if you look at it or not. The monk said.

"Oh, it's a pity, even if I just see the memory screen, I really want to know what Zulong looks like, hey, monk, do you think I'm sitting crooked? When Fusu fought with us before, he regarded us as scum, similar to the two devils and puppet army. ”

"At that time, there were also many young people in Western Europe who worshipped Che Guevara, and this kind of thing actually had little to do with the camp. The monk sighed, "The poor monk is also very yearning." ”

Just as the two of them were talking, the flower thread in front of them suddenly stopped moving.

"Huh, this thing doesn't move, and the big white heart is like water?" the fat man smashed his mouth, "It's so calm, it's almost the same as the state after the man shuddered." ”

The monk's face changed suddenly, and he spread his hands out suddenly, chanting a mantra,

The next moment,

The flower thread, which was originally motionless, suddenly spontaneously combusted, and even this formation began to shake, and it could collapse at any time.

"I'm a big, what kind of plane is this!" The fat man immediately bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood on the tip of his tongue and began to forcibly press down in the palm of his hand, this formation was arranged by him and the monk to connect Su Bai's side, which is equivalent to the rope that Su Bai returned from the memory of the Yin soldier, and there must not be the slightest accident, especially now that there are already signs of accidents.

The monk took out the Buddhist beads, recited the Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha light around him appeared, and began to further bless the formation.

But in the sky above the formation, a golden phantom suddenly appeared, and the majestic dragon power pressed down, making the fat man and the monk turn white, and blood began to overflow from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses......

"Fuck it, how can there be a dragon in your dreams...... And it's a five-clawed golden dragon......" the fat man scolded.