When Gong Qin heard the old man's words, he sneered in his heart.

You know a!

But on the face, he is still not salty, as if he has a chance to win.

I saw that he just lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "You just said it's okay, right?" ”

The short and thin old man, that is, An Yibo, was aroused to be competitive.

He nodded, flicked his robe, and stepped on the small stool, "Okay!" Why not? I'd like to see if this illusory talk of luck is useful. ”

Song Lanyi, who has watched from the sidelines: "......"

So, is there really no one who cares about her wishes?

She looked at the two living treasures, amused and helpless.

Anyway, if she loses in the end, it's not her face that she loses, so it's better to relax.

Song Lanyi is an old god, while Qin Gong is making tea for him, he is slowly basking in the sun, fishing for fish, and talking about the mountains in his mouth.

said that it was Kan Dashan, but in fact, it was nothing more than a few things.

Most of them are about various accounts of the overseas islands and what the so-called "foreigners" are.

An Yibo actually wants to participate in the conversation.

However, this old man and young man could talk energetically, and they didn't expect to pull him in at all.

For a while, An Yibo could only hold back his strength and start fishing by himself.

In the process of fishing, he inevitably set his eyes on Song Lanyi's fishing hook.

Seeing that her fish hook did not shake violently, I don't know why, An Yibo quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

And at this moment, the Burial Heaven River below suddenly had violent water waves shaking.

At the same time, Song Lanyi's fishing rod almost flew out.

Fortunately, she was quick with her eyes, grabbed the fishing rod, exerted her arm force, picked up a beautiful arc, and the fishing line shone brightly in the sun, and then a fish scale flashed, and a big fish with the length of a small arm fell into Song Lanyi's arms.

She was holding a big fish that still smelled fishy, like a large Fuwa.

An Yi's thin eyes over there were about to pop out.

It's not scientific!

Song Lanyi just threw the fishing line casually, mixed the bait casually, and inserted the fishing rod casually, and it was like this...... Did you catch a fish casually?

He didn't believe it!

An Yibo is confident that he is a decades-old fishing veteran and will not be inferior to a fledgling fishing player.

He quickly adjusted his mindset and started fishing again.

Song Lanyi also placed the big fish in the bucket and carefully waited for the next lost small fish.

Qin Gong glanced at An Yibo, where he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, but he didn't say much.

Until Song Lanyi caught three big fish one after another, An Yibo was already miserable.

Qin Gong laughed even more, "An Yibo, An Yibo, what did I tell you?" Sometimes, people have to believe in fate. What is the saying? Knowing the destiny of heaven and securing the destiny of heaven is nothing more than this. ”

An Yibo only felt stuffy in his chest, and at the same time was surprised by Song Lanyi's luck.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't pull his face for a moment.

Song Lanyi was still talking to Qin Gong, wanting him to divert his attention a little and restrain his smug expression a little.

Just a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw An Yibo's face.

The words on her lips suddenly turned a corner, "Actually, atmospheric luck is not entirely good." For me, this is more like a double-edged sword, if used well, it will hurt the enemy; If you don't use it well, it hurts you. ”

This is a strange statement.

An Yibo opened his narrowed eyes and raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Song Lanyi stretched out a finger and pointed to the ...... on his head Tian, smiled, "If the sky takes it, it must be given first." ”

In fact, no one can say for sure, in order to get a great opportunity, so you have to endure a series of hardships and obstacles. Or is it because it has to bear the ups and downs, so there is an ethereal luck. ”

Song Lanyi's short words made An Yibo feel impressed by her.

Sometimes, talent is not the most important thing in spiritual practice.

Perhaps more important is chance.

It's even more ...... Mentality.

Obviously, Song Lanyi has the conditions to have a good attitude.

Hearing this, An Yibo also let go of the previous embarrassment and began to talk with Song Lanyi.

An Yibo is also a person in the army, with a hearty personality, and in the process of talking, he laughs heroically from time to time.

Just as the atmosphere was getting better, the whole treasure ship suddenly tossed violently.

The ship is like a fallen leaf fluttering in the cold wind, and like duckweed in a deep pool, without any roots.

The tide on both sides crashed against the deck from time to time, and it seemed that there was a feeling of imminent capsizing at any moment.

Crab Eighteen came out of the inside of the hull at some point.

His face, which had been straightforward in the past, has now become sharp and calm.

He pressed a complicated switch on the wall of the ship, and then, the dragon's head and tiger faces on both sides actually began to spray out the water in the ship.

At the same time, as if an external force had straightened the hull, volleyed slightly, and stood tall in the waves.

It was only at this time that everyone looked around and saw several rows of figures with the characteristics of the sea clan in front of the hull.

Song Lanyi put down the fishing rod, patted his sleeve, turned his head and smiled at An Yibo:

"Look, that's going to be a problem."