In the night sky, the stars dimmed. The overwhelming darkness grew heavier and heavier as the lunar moon set in the east. The darkness before dawn quietly descended on the underworld, and the darkness of the night like thick ink filled the heavens and the earth.

Fang Cai was still scattered on the plains of the Yuque Hunting Ground, and the insects who kept calling also shut up one after another, and the heaven and earth were quiet. Only the remaining thicker and thicker green ghost mist was still overflowing and diffusing, wandering in the night wind with a strong yin qi, gently spinning the debut whirlpool.

In the big tent, the ghost mother was still snuggled in her husband's arms, and Xiao Shizhu did not push her away, but hugged her tighter. The two ghosts snuggled up to each other, attached to the little warmth that each other brought to each other.

After pulling out the camp for a while and returning to the Yuque Palace, it won't be long before Xiao Shizhu will leave the Netherworld. He will leave the sphere of influence of the Nine Shadows Kingdom and embark on an unpredictable journey.

Reluctance had already risen in the ghost mother's heart, full of worries and anxieties that had not yet completely subsided, staggered together, scolding her slowly rising and falling chest.

In the big tent after the hustle and bustle, in such a cold night, all that remained was calm and tranquility. At this moment, everything in heaven and earth seemed to stand still.

The ghost mother and Xiao Shizhu were silent, and neither of them spared words like gold and said no more, but the ghost mother was obviously not as anxious and worried as before. Although Xiao Shizhu's soul often goes back on his word, he still does what he says to the ghost mother.

Since the husband has promised that he will come back, he will definitely come back. Coupled with Xiao Shizhu's clever and ferocious methods, as well as the magic and ghost techniques he has learned over the years, even though Huangquan is dangerous, the ghost mother also firmly believes that her husband can save the day.

The night is just the sky.

The ghost mother clenched Xiao Shizhu's broad palm, and the warmth in the palm spread throughout the ghost mother's body.

"I'm going to announce that I'm going to pull out the camp and return to the palace, and by the way, I'll give the ghost soldiers and ghost officials outside a little bit of peace of mind. After a long time, Xiao Shizhu raised his hand as he said this, and stroked his wife's long soft black hair a few times.

Since even the national teacher was alarmed, even if Chen Ruo and Qing Lan were blocking the news, there must be ghost officials and ghost generals who accompanied him, and they already knew the news that he and his ghost mother had been in a coma.

This news caused panic among his subordinates, and the best way was for Xiao Shizhu to stand in front of them in person, so as to dispel the concerns of the ghosts.

The ghost mother nodded obediently, and added: "Let the fungus god Ji send a message back to Yuque City, we will be in the court tomorrow morning, and we will all appear in front of the ministers and generals after returning to the palace, which will definitely stabilize the hearts of the people and the army." ”。

"Hmm. Xiao Shizhu's eyes flashed with appreciation, let go of his wife and used his ghostly magic at the same time, and in a blink of an eye, he had already stood in front of Mu Shi not far from the bed, took off his robe from Mu Shi, and put the robe with silver thread hook on his body with his backhand.

After putting on the robe, Xiao Shizhu took off the belt from Mu Shi and tied it around his waist, and walked quickly towards the outside of the big tent silently.

Xiao Shizhu lifted the curtain of the door and strode to the outside of the tent, when he saw Qinglan and Chenruo, as well as the national teacher Yingying, who had been gathered outside the tent.

Of course, his personal guards and fungus gods are also indispensable.

At night, on both sides of the tent door, flames rose high in the braziers, and when the green smoke and sparks jumped, the scorching fire broke through the darkness between heaven and earth, illuminating the land about a foot in front of the tent.

Under the big tent, neat tents and military flags were lined up on both sides of the road, and on the straight road leading to the camp gate in the distance, all the accompanying ghost officials and ghost generals were gathered. They were talking to each other, whispering, but all of them had worried looks on their faces.

The night wind rose again, whirring and shuttling across the plain, and the military flags on the roadside were waving in the wind, bringing a burst of hunting and hunting sounds mixed in, and Xiao Shizhu couldn't hear what the ghost generals and ghost ministers were saying.

It was only after seeing Xiao Shizhu, who was full of energy and hunting in the night breeze at the hem of his robe and sleeves, walked out of the big tent intact that he quieted down, and the faint worried look on his face immediately turned into nothingness.

"All the ministers and the soldiers obey the order. Xiao Shizhu stood in front of the big tent door, straightened his waist, looked around the ministers and generals below with sharp eyes, and at the same time gathered his breath in his chest, and shouted loudly: "Immediately pull out the camp, and we will return to the Yuque Palace." ”。

His breathless voice shook the ghostly mist that drifted around him. Immediately afterward, the night wind carried his loud voice around, and spread to every corner of the camp.

The ministers and generals gathered under the high platform hurriedly put on their robes and saluted Xiao Shizhu who stood proudly on the high platform, and when they bowed their heads and went down, they responded in unison: "No!"

The appearance of Xiao Shizhu completely dispelled their worries and worries. After answering, they went their separate ways.

After a while, the hustle and bustle of the camp broke the silence and tranquility of the night. The sleeping soldiers were awakened and began to pack their belongings and tents.

In the midst of the camp, in the braziers erected in the corners of the place, the flames rose high and the flames burned. The sky above the entire camp was red.

In the noisy camp, the soldiers were extremely fast, and soon they had already packed their belongings and began to disassemble the tents and the arrow towers in the camp.

Xiao Shizhu didn't care about the locks in the camp, he just turned his head to the fungus man at his feet, and ordered in a neutral voice as always: "Send a message back to Yuque City immediately, and hold a court meeting tomorrow morning." The ghost officials above the fifth rank in the national capital, regardless of martial arts, must arrive at the great court in the Tianquan Hall on time. ”......

The cold brought by the sea breeze wrinkled every inch of the sea. The icy waters rolled out of the waves with the wind, rushing forward.

The waves at night are still tirelessly rattling, echoing with the night wind whistling like a tiger roaring across the sea.

The merchant ship, which was sailing on the sea and was suddenly attacked inexplicably, could be seen with flames rising everywhere. The crimson flames licked every inch of the deck, leaving behind the charred black and billowing smoke of the sparks, and then sprang up to the sky-high mast, devouring the sails hanging from it.

The fire was fueled by the wind, and the flames rising on the hull were scorching and dazzling, but they only broke through the night, and the night that had overflowed before the merchant ship was cold.

Choking smoke rose in the flames, and in an instant, the sun was obscured all day. No matter how great the fire on the ship was, it could not illuminate the thick smoke and darkness over the ship.

The leak in the lower cabin stopped the moment the bilge was closed, but a fierce fire broke out on the deck. All the ghosts on the ship were busy again, and after dodging a wave of shells, they rushed to the deck, took buckets of water from the sea, and began to extinguish the fire.

However, the flames were high, and many parts of the ship, which had been shattered by the shells, were covered in flames. The hull of the wooden boat is made of wooden planks, which is a good flame retardant for flames. This makes the crew members in a vast ocean a drop in the bucket.

After a round of attacks, suddenly, the attack without warning suddenly stopped inexplicably. The murderer who launched the attack is still nowhere to be seen, and the release is one with the night. Only the busy crew, ignoring the comrades who were killed or wounded when the shells exploded, were constantly shuttling back and forth in the thick smoke and flames of the ship.

The grizzled captain of the ship, ignoring the choking of smoke, approached a flame, and raised the bucket full of seawater in his hand, and the cold seawater fairy in the bucket splashed out like scattered flowers, and poured it on the flames that were churning under the heat wave, and the flames were beating happily.

In the sound of "Zizi", the icy sea water collided with the scorching flames, and the white mist dispersed and rose. The eyes of the ship boss who looked at the white mist were full of confusion, as confused as those white mist that could not be seen through.

He never dreamed that in the southern sea of Liutian Continent, in the sea area under the rule of the Northern Yin Dynasty, he who was doing legitimate business would be suddenly attacked.

Judging from the other party's attack methods and the position where the rockets that kept falling from the sky before, the murderer was by no means a pirate who was blind to the sea. The rockets were fast and accurate, and it was clear that the ghosts who drew bows and shot arrows were definitely trained. And the landing place is almost all over the hull that is easy to ignite, apparently so that the fire on the ship cannot be contained.

Pirates seek nothing more than money, and they do not burn their ships before they get their money, which in itself proves that they are not pirates who are blind to the sea.

And what the ship boss didn't expect was that it was the well-trained air cavalry and sea cavalry of the Northern Yin Dynasty who attacked them.

While they were busy fighting the fire, the flames of the entire ship were already rising, and they alone could no longer extinguish the ghosts on the ship. More despair hung over the faces of every crew member.

They stopped putting out the fire, and the noise subsided with the crackling sound of the flames licking through the hull.

All the crew members stood desperately by the flames on that deck, and they all looked up at the smoky night sky overhead.

The hull began to sink again, and the previous ones* exploded in the sea next to the ship, setting off a high jet of water, which shook the merchant ship violently to the left and right, and also tore many cracks of various sizes on the side of the ship.

Little by little, the sea water poured into the cabin along the cracks.

There was no other ship on the sea. At this time, the merchant ship was located far from the island and the land, and even if the crew jumped into the sea to survive, they would not be able to swim where there was land. All the crew and the ship boss knew this, and it was they who knew it, so all that was left in their hearts and faces was despair. Only in the eyes, there are also a little thoughts of family and friends, and reluctance.

On this icy night, they were destined to disappear in the flames, and their bodies would eventually sink into the sea along with the burning hull and the secret cargo that the Nine Shadows spies had placed on their ship. At the bottom of the dark sea, it gradually turned into dust.

No ghost knows where they went, not even their relatives and friends could know where the ship went, and whether the ghosts on board were dead or alive?

Just when the ghosts on the ship were already desperate, there was a clear sharp sound of breaking through the air in the depths of the thick smoke, and it sounded again.

In an instant, all the crew members saw a sharp arrow flying overhead, breaking through the thick black smoke and speeding towards them.

The next second later, there was a scream, and those dense and sharp arrows like a shower fell one after another on the flaming merchant ship. The crimson ghost blood splattered everywhere in the smoke and flames.

In the choking smoke, a pungent smell of blood wafted through.

The night sky over the sea, with blood and flames, became bleak as a result.