Tang Jie was stunned for a moment, and the feeling in his heart was very strange, such a peerless beauty who captivated the country and the city could be by his side, presumably even if he went to hell, it would be as happy as heaven. [Ran^Text^Library] But the problem is that this Octavir apparently has no intention of dying, and still thinks of him as Athoth.

Being recognized by a beautiful woman as another man and being used as a substitute for him is an unbearable thing for a man with a lot of self-esteem.

Tang Jie is obviously such a man.

He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Octavier's faint but calm expression, he smiled, "If I say no, you'll still follow, right?"

Octavir was silent and did not speak, apparently acquiescing to Tang Jie's words.

Tang Jie sighed, "If you want to follow me, you have to listen to me." ”

Octavier had completely calmed down at this time, her body was full of a solemn and elegant temperament, which made people dare not look at it directly, and she asked rhetorically, "Listen to you, what do you mean?"

Tang Jie glanced at the naked Octavier, his gaze swept over her perfect face and perfect body, and he coughed dryly: "First of all, you have to find yourself a dress to wear, and besides, you can't show your face." ”

Octavil was slightly surprised, "Why?"

Tang Jie also asked rhetorically: "Do you want to make those men who see your face crazy? They will cause me trouble when they see a woman like you by my side!"

The red face and troubled water probably refer to a woman like Octavier.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty, probably referring to a man like Tang Jie.

If Tang Jie has such a strong strength as Atos now, he naturally doesn't have to worry so much, but the problem is that he doesn't have this strength now, not only can he not protect this woman, but it will also be a problem to protect himself.

Especially after he had seen the brave and fierce strength of the Cadera pirates, and the terrifying near-god power of Octavir, he suddenly realized that the world was so big and the strong that it was really not something he could imagine!

Like Octavier, she is so strong that she is not like words, as far as Tang Jie himself estimates, a hundred of him sent to Octavil will also be sent to death!

The place he was going to was Mozambique, which was known as the capital of magic, and its historical origins, the scale of the city, the bustling and lively city, and the concentration of powerful people were far beyond the reach of Sisis.

Tang Jie didn't know what kind of challenges were waiting for him in his future journey, nor did he know how strong he would encounter, let alone what kind of enemies he might provoke.

He didn't want to provoke an enemy of Octavir's size, it would be a nightmare!

He didn't want to be defeated by an invincible enemy, and it would be even more of a shame to rely on Octavir's help to win in the end!

When Octavier heard Tang Jie's words, she thought about it slightly and nodded slowly: "Okay!"

With that, her red lips opened slightly, her teeth touched lightly, and she whispered a spell that was too subtle to be distinguished.

Octavir stretched out her hand, softly touching the sky, as if tearing off a cloud in the sky, this cloud swirled between her fingers and turned into a faint fluorescent soft light, this soft light slowly wrapped around her body like a life, and finally gradually turned into a thin veil of light.

This kind of magic of picking clouds for clothes is too incredible, Tang Jie was dazzled by it from the side, the colorful magic effects looked extremely shocking, even if he had seen too many Hollywood blockbusters in his previous life, he was stunned!

Especially the layer of tulle that Octavil wore on her body was not only thin but also transparent, especially the two blushes on Octavil's chest and the seductive silhouette of Shuangfeng, which loomed, which was really a little more annoying than her not wearing clothes!

Tang Jie only felt a burst of hot blood rushing to the top of his head, almost bleeding from his nose, he jumped up like a rabbit with his tail stepped on, waved his hands vigorously, and didn't dare to look at her: "No, no, you might as well not wear it!"

Octavir had no expression on her face, she was as calm as the abyssal sea, not in the slightest bit unscathed by the embarrassment of the moment, and she recited a spell softly.

Her half-covered and half-exposed body gradually began to emerge layers of faint light smoke, like a mist on the sea, at a glance, the smoke around her rippled, hazy like a flower in the water, the silk gauze on her body, layered mountains, like clouds on the horizon.

Octavir's beautiful face was blurred in the gauzy mist, and her figure became hazy and unpredictable.

Tang Jie was dumbfounded, Octavier's tempting place just now was invisible, but her figure, such a look, and a little hazy atomization effect, that pair of men's hunting and curiosity psychology are really lethal.

Tang Jie only felt that Octavier just now was like a goblin who had fallen into the mortal world, with a maddening charm all over her body, although she was no longer so angry now, but this hazy sense of distance was like an invisible hand, grabbing men's eyes and their hearts.

The more you can't see it clearly, the more it will arouse the man's **, what does this woman look like in this mist, and what kind of ** bone will her delicate and graceful body be?

Tang Jie sighed and looked at Octavir extremely helplessly: "Can't you dress yourself up a little ugly?"

Octavir was stunned for a moment, "Ugly? What is ugly?"

Tang Jie was speechless, he could only change the topic: "Then, what should I call you?"

Octavir was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Call me Octavir, just like you used to call me a hundred years ago......" At the end, Octavir's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Tang Jie looked at her, and countless mysteries kept rising in his heart: "Then, Octavir, why are you here?"

Octavir was visibly stunned, she was stopped by Tang Jie's very simple question!

"I ...... I vaguely remember Athos telling me to wait for him here, for him to come back and pick me up. Octavir muttered softly, "So, I waited for him here, singing and waiting for him." I don't remember anything else......"

"This!I've been waiting for a hundred years like this?!" Tang Jie sighed secretly in his heart, he really didn't know what to say about Octavier.

This stupid woman!

......

"You mean, she's the sea banshee who turned us into victories?

The candlelight flickered in the sailor's room of the "Conch", and the wooden floor still showed a heavy dark red blood, and the smell of blood in the air had not dissipated for a long time.

A big war begins abruptly and ends dramatically.

After being woken up by Tang Jie, Agatha couldn't help but ask in a silent voice when she heard him say what had happened.

After Octavier got on the ship, Tang Jie consulted with the awakened Captain Baker, and specially arranged a clean and tidy room for her, and she met Agatha before entering the room.

At a glance, Agatha was shocked by Octavil, even a woman had to admire this peerless beauty, although Octavil almost wrapped herself like a monk according to Tang Jie's instructions, but the temperament of a peerless beauty revealed by her body could not be stopped by any clothing.

Tang Jie poured a large glass of rum in one gulp, and said with emotion: "Yes, although her singing almost killed us together, but no matter what, if it weren't for her, you might all be dead now." In the end, if I am left alone to drive this big ship, there is a chance that I will die at sea!"

Link opened his eyes on the side and asked curiously, "Captain Tang Jie, is Octavir really the love of the Pirate King Athoth?"

In the fierce battle, Link was lucky to survive, he had not died under the pirates' swords, but had been kicked and knocked unconscious, and he was lucky enough to escape Octavir's deadly songs.

Tang Jie turned his head and glanced at him: "Correct, it's Athos who is Octavir's beloved!"

Link blinked, he didn't understand the difference between the two at his age.

Agatha held her cheeks, her eyes were confused, as if she was thinking about the amazing love between Octavir and Athos, and she sighed faintly: "A hundred years...... What kind of affection can make a person wait for a hundred years?"

Tang Jie couldn't help but be a little distracted, he smiled: "Just to wait for her lover, Octavier's singing on the sea doesn't know how many sailors have been killed......

Agatha was immersed in the beautiful fantasy between Octavir and Athos, when she heard Tang Jie's very beautiful words, she glared at him unhappily, and was about to speak, but something suddenly remembered in her mind, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed softly: "Ah, I remember!"

"What?" Tang Jie put down his wine glass and looked at her with blazing eyes.

"I think I've seen some of Octavier's bits and pieces in a book of sea logs!" said Agatha, who gently covered her mouth with her jade-white hand, her eyes wide open.