The wind grew screeching, squeezing through the growing gap between the wrecks.

Originally, there was no wind in the sea of blood, but as the wrecked ships jumped out of the water one by one, the turbulent sea water stirred the air, as if a pot was boiling, and the water vapor steamed and jumped.

Slowly but surely the shell-covered, ugly-looking, tattered wrecks gathered around, holes in the hull, large and small, like demonic eyes, staring at the creature that disturbed the peace.

"There's a shipwreck ahead, too." A sailor shouted with a crying voice.

"There are also left and right sides."

"It's over, we're going to die."

......

Fear, despair, hysteria spread across the ship, and people ran on deck, shouting, and looked at the bow of the ship. Ran Peng's face turned pale, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation in the sea of blood.

"Full speed ahead and kill these dead things." Ran Peng roared loudly, and as soon as the words came out, he felt a little ridiculous, these boats and the people on board had already died, how could he still kill them.

The formation on the ship started, and under the control of Ran Peng, the ship kept changing direction, trying to find a way out. You don't dare to dive into the water, and there are still many strange boats waiting for you.

But after a while, even Ran Peng was a little desperate, and there were sunken ships all around, big and small, divine cults, and shepherds, forming a circle of ship walls, blocking their own boats in it.

Wu Qian ran to the bow of the ship, holding a tailbone in his hand, and looked around for the direction where the shipwreck was less. There was no choice but to use the final blow in this tailbone to blast out a passage to escape. As for whether it will be blocked again, it can only depend on the will of God.

Yang Zheng squatted on the bow of the boat in pain, clutching his hair with both hands. Today, if you want to blame yourself, you have a cheap hand, and you have caused such a big disaster.

"Is there a way?" Ran Peng looked at Wu Gen expectantly, since just now, Wu Gen has been observing the sea surface all the time, which has rekindled a glimmer of hope for him who was already discouraged.

Wu Gen turned his head to stare at the other party, "I can only send one blow, and it is up to fate how many sunken ships I can destroy, the sea is too big." After I launch, don't be stingy with Lingyu, and rush out with all my might. ”

"Okay, no problem." Ran Peng regained some confidence again, and shouted at the boat, "It's all in place for Lao Tzu, howl what, Lingyu is ready, let's see Wu Gan's signal later, and rush out together." ”

With his voice, the ship became quieter, and the sailors all turned their eyes to Wu Gan.

Feeling the gaze behind him, Wu Yan felt the pressure on his body increase suddenly, and his eyes widened to search for the gap between the sunken ships. But after watching it for a long time, even he himself was a little desperate, there were too many shipwrecks, and the formation was very thick in either direction, stretching for I don't know how many miles.

And these ships are all warships, and the hull is not much larger than the ship under the feet. Although it has been rotting in the sea for many years, if your boat hits any one, you may be dragged and unable to get out.

No matter what, let's try it, you can't sit still here, Wu Yan said secretly in his heart, pointing his tailbone to one place.

Suddenly, a distant horn sounded from afar, like a voice in a dream, through the long years, wading through the gloomy sea fog, over the shipwreck like a forest, and falling on Wu Gan's heart.

Wu Geng's eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed his tailbone with both hands, looking at where the voice came from. The voice was so strange and yet so familiar, it suddenly made Wu Gan's heartstrings tremble.

There was a dull clattering sound, and the wreck was a little flustered, some hurriedly sinking into the water, and some fled away indiscriminately, like a flock of sheep meeting a wolf.

"What's wrong?" Ran Peng looked at Wu Yan nervously, he was originally ready to go, but suddenly stopped moving, and then there was a commotion in the wreck opposite.

"Do you hear the sound of the trumpet?" Wu Yan looked nervously into the distance, his body moving quickly on the boat, searching for the owner of the voice.

"What trumpet?" Ran Peng followed behind strangely, looking at Wu Gan's expression, he couldn't help but get nervous.

From the day he got on the ship, he found that although Wu Gen was not very old, his heart was very calm, and he had never seen him behave so unexpectedly.

I even asked several people, but I didn't hear the sound of the horn. Only then did Wu Gen realize that the sound of the horn could only be heard by himself, and he only sounded for himself.

The sea stirred up turbulent waves, and as the last layer of shipwrecks in front of him disappeared, a huge ship cleaved the waves on the foggy sea, crushing any wreck in front of it that dared to stop it.

The boat is black throughout, with a round ring on the tall mast. The hull of the ship was tattered, with large and small mottled scars on it. is like a warrior who has returned from a hundred battles, dragging his stump in the direction of Wu Gan.

With the appearance of this black ship, the sunken ships on the sea scattered in all directions, and soon, none of them stopped on the surface of the sea, only the broken wooden planks were left with the current.

The boat quietly stopped a hundred feet away in front of Wu Gan, and the sound of the horn became soft, lingering and lingering, as if there was a hand, gently caressing Wu Gan's body and mind.

The ethereal and gentle voice, the low murmur, lingered with infinite thoughts, which made Wu Gan's heart surge with an unknown emotion. Wu Yan muttered in his mouth, stretched out his hand forward, but tears flowed unconsciously.

This ship, I had seen it myself, in the desert of the ruined gates. After a hurried farewell for many years, today I met again in the sea of blood. In this situation, it is like a long-lost relative, choking and looking at each other with tears in their eyes.

Suddenly, Wu Yan threw the tailbone in his hand and jumped into the sea and ran towards the black ship. The people on board rushed to the side of the ship, watching a figure rush towards the strange ship without hesitation.

In the dark, a strange thought surged into everyone's mind, it was not a ship, it was a sane being.

Wu Qian tried his best to run on the sea, and there was only one thought in his heart, to get on the boat.

Seeing Wu Gen coming, the ship retreated instead, and a hurried voice sounded in his heart, as if to block Wu Gan's arrival.

"Why?" Wu Yan shouted angrily, and his feet sped up a little.

Getting closer and closer to the boat, Wu Gen found that his body was becoming more and more floating, and his blood and qi were surging outward like a river that had burst the embankment, and even the golden body method could not stop it. The body became a little blurred, and there were faint spots of light escaping, like a dry wood, burning in the flames.

His mind was already a little blurred, and everything had become a shadow and shadow, melting into a patch of red, as if he had been submerged in the depths of a sea of blood. The powerful coercion came, and Wu Jian felt that his body was shaking, and he might fall apart in the next moment.

A strange sound sounded on the black boat, and the jade pendant that Wu Gan had been wearing on his chest bloomed with a faint light, covering Wu Gan's whole body. The blood and qi were no longer lost, and the body that was about to collapse gradually recovered, and Wu Gan's body fell to the surface of the sea.

A gentle force slowly lifted Wu Gan up, gently swaying like a cradle. Turning his head with difficulty to look at the black boat, an intermittent consciousness entered his mind.

Go, Zhuoguang Mountain.

Zhuoguang Mountain, where is it? Wu Qian shouted in his heart, but he didn't get a response, and the black boat repeated the three words Zhuo Guangshan over and over again.

Where is it, Wu Gan muttered, and gradually passed out.

The invisible force supported Wu Gan and slowly sent him back to his own ship, gently placing it on the deck. The people on the boat looked at the scene in front of them in horror, and some hesitated to step forward.

A figure rushed over, and Zhuo Ke pounced in front of Wu Gan, with Xiao Ba still hanging on his back. With tears in his eyes, he helped Wu Yan up, desperately stroked his chest, and shouted over and over again.

In the distance, the black ship floated on the surface of the sea, silently watching this side. Suddenly, the bow of the black ship rose high and viciously plunged into the water. Even if it is not known why it is like this, everyone on board knows that the black ship is furious.

There were huge waves on the water, and muffled sounds came one after another, and cracked planks and broken masts continued to float on the water.

"Let's go." Yang Zheng shouted at Ran Peng, who was still staring at the water, "Get out of here quickly." ”

"Uh-oh." Ran Peng woke up like a dream, hurriedly beckoned his subordinates, and ran forward desperately, leaving this sea full of wreckage. Listening to the rumbling sound behind them, the people on the boat were all pale, and they had not yet recovered from the horror of Fang Cai.

"Hurry up, save people first." Yang Zheng ran towards Wu Gan, "If something happens to him, we all have to follow him for the funeral." ”

One sentence woke everyone up, and they felt the constant vibrations under their feet, and they all had palpitations. If Wu Gen fell, with the temperament of that strange ship, it would be strange that the entire ship would not be slaughtered.

In a hurry, Wu Gan was sent back to the cabin, and he didn't know what medicine to take to see his situation, so he had to put the increasingly precious wine on the ship in front of his bed. Zhuo Ke stayed in front of Wu Gen step by step, and kept wiping Wu Gan's forehead, even Yang Zheng couldn't intervene.

"Who the hell is Wu Gan?" In the captain's room, Ran Peng had a serious face and stared at Yang Zheng.

"Huh." Yang Zheng, who was thinking about things, was taken aback, screamed, and accidentally tore off a few of his beards, and today I don't know how much he has torn off, making the long beard under his chin a lot thinner.

"How do I know who he is, I met him in the Great Relic Continent, originally I just thought that this person could make a fuss and be affectionate, so I tried every means to get him out of the Zhao Kingdom, thinking of adding some blockage to the Divine Sect, how could I think that there are so many things hidden in him."

Ran Peng fell silent, looking at the floor in a daze, as if he could find gold from it after staring at it for a long time, "You really want to fight with the Divine Sect, even if you die." ”

"This is no longer a question." Yang Zheng couldn't help laughing.

"You were also a member of the Cult, why did you do this?" Ran Peng raised his head, his gaze gloomy.

Yang Zheng moved his body to make himself sit more comfortably, "For what, let me think about it, if there is a family feud, a national hatred, or family affection or something, anyway, I just don't like the Divine Sect, so I will do it." ”

I wanted to say something to save the people from fire and water, or not afraid of power, etc., but when it came to words, I changed my words. The Cult of God killed his own father, and that was enough. As for Wu Gan, unless he wants to die of old age in the Holy Mountain, he can only embark on this path of redemption with little hope.

There was another long silence, and Ran Peng hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Otherwise, I will join you." After thinking about it, he quickly added: "I can't do this, but I can still sail well, you have to come back sooner or later, with my help, it will be easier to travel to and from the sea." ”

Yang Zheng looked at the other party strangely, as if he was meeting Ran Peng for the first time, "Didn't you say that it is better to jump into the sea to die against the Divine Sect, why did you suddenly change your mind." ”

"I'm very good at water, and I don't necessarily die by jumping into the sea, so it's better to choose a difficult way to die." Ran Peng blinked.

"Yes."

"Yes."

Hahaha, a hearty laugh suddenly erupted in the captain's room.

In the middle of the night, the boat is quietly moored at sea, gently swaying with the current.

In the dark cabin, the candle flame was not extinguished, and it shook gently. Wu Yan opened his eyes, looked at Zhuo Ke, who was sleeping soundly in front of the bed, got up and gently hugged him on the bed, covering him with a thin quilt.

The boy slept deeply, smacked his mouth a few times and fell back into a deep sleep. Wu Qian picked out the wick, and the room suddenly became much brighter, gently patted the startled Xiaoba, turned around and walked out of the hatch, and carefully closed the door.

Walking to the bow of the boat, Wu Qian sat down and quietly looked at the sky.

There was silence in all directions, and the tide of the sea permeated and climbed up to the bow of the ship, brewing a sentimental atmosphere. In the black sky, countless stars broke through the night and poked their heads out. The stars are reflected in the sea, sprinkled with a layer of broken gold.

I don't know how long I watched, Wu Gen suddenly heard the sound of paddling, looked down, and the reflection of the stars turned into thousands of paper lamps at some point, spreading on the dark sea.

A small boat shuttles between paper lanterns and slowly approaches from a distance, and the white lantern on the bow of the ship gently sways in the wind, illuminating a corpse on board.