Ye Wuwu came to the shore with Xuanyuan at this moment, and looked at the dock not far away.

At this moment, there was an endless stream of ships rushing to the sea, and they were full of many warriors who were either elated or solemn.

This time, the sixteen first-grade sects took the lead in exploring the pillar of light, and they were even more determined to do their best, so the rest of the Jianghu people would not be left behind, but walked with it one after another.

Although their cultivation is not high, and they don't even have the existence of a single product, but who can say for sure about chance?

After all, if you don't go this time, then you may not have a chance in the future.

Ye Wuwu took Xuanyuan with him at the moment, and he didn't know when he took a dog's tail grass that was exactly the same as the other party, and stood quietly on the shore with a comfortable expression against the sea breeze.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he was looking at the dazzling array of ships, considering which one to get on.

The position where he was standing was very prominent, and the people on those ships could see Ye Wuwu's existence.

At this moment, seeing the white-haired swordsman's gaze, those people in the rivers and lakes trembled, and then accelerated the speed of the boat.

How is this fierce god still alive?

The hundred-zhang ravine is still on Canglangyu Island at the moment, and everyone can see it vividly and clearly.

In the past half a year, those rumors on the rivers and lakes, as well as the gossip about Ye Wuwu, were dissipated and shattered in the competition seven days ago.

Ye Wuwu's eyes looked carefully at those ships, and suddenly his eyes froze, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

He saw one of those ships, the largest of them.

A figure appeared on the boat, and his eyes also looked at Ye Wuwu.

It was a woman, standing calmly at the bow of the boat at the moment, looking at Ye Wuwu, with sword intent all around her.

Ye Wuwu retracted his gaze and sighed slightly.

She was also a female swordsman, but not the one he had in mind.

But then he smiled brightly, put his hands to his lips, and shouted towards the big ship.

"Hey, Miss Ten Summers, take me for a ride!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Wuwu was already dragging Xuanyuan, and the two of them swept slightly, but they had already floated to the big ship.

Ning Shixia's expression was calm, as if he had expected it to be like this, but there was a little helplessness in his tone.

"Did you give me room to refuse?"

Ye Wuwu laughed, but his eyes looked around and said with a smile.

"Will you refuse me?"

Ning Shixia's eyes rolled, and his expression was a little annoyed, and he pointed to the sea under the boat with one hand and said.

"Go down, immediately, immediately."

Ye Wuwu smiled, but there was no embarrassment in his expression.

Ning Shixia shook her head slightly, she didn't really want to drive the other party down, she just couldn't help but scold a few words.

But at this moment, she saw that Ye Wuwu's eyes were still looking around, as if she was looking for someone, and she couldn't help but say helplessly.

"Don't look for it, the master is not here."

Ye Wuwu finally withdrew his gaze at this moment, and the smile on his face also narrowed a little, and he asked.

"Where's Ye Yin?"

This ship is a ship belonging to the Tibetan Sword Villa, and there are all Tibetan Sword disciples on board, most of them stopped their work at this moment, and looked at Ye Wuwu with a slightly strange gaze.

Among those people, Ye Wuwu saw many familiar figures, such as Shen Jian, who had fought at the beginning, and the swordsmith Qin Qun .......

But there is no Ye Yin, and there is no Ye Qing......

Those masters of the Hidden Sword Villa don't seem to be on this ship.

Ning Shixia had expected the other party to ask such a question, so he hesitated at the moment, but then he didn't hide it and whispered.

"The owner and elders of the village have left three days ago, and they seem to have other plans......

Ning Shixia's words paused slightly, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes, but then he still said.

"This time, even Song Lao has come out of the mountain."

Song Lao?

An old figure suddenly appeared in Ye Wuwu's mind.

The old man who guarded Sword Mountain alone?

That old man's cultivation realm, Ye Wuwu didn't know, and he couldn't see through it.

But he remembered very well that the old man had once held his sword in the sky, and spoke to the heavens.

"If you are not afraid of death, come down, the old man Song Qingshan will show the group of unsuccessful juniors today what it means to be like rain in immortals."

can say such words, Ye Wuwu doesn't think that the other party is a hot-headed and simple old man.

It's just that the other party has never stepped out of the Sword Mountain before, but now, he has come to the East China Sea?

Ye Wuwu's eyes showed a slight thought at this moment, as if he was thinking about the relationship.

But after all, he knew very little, and things were like fog, Ye Wuwu shook his head.

Ye Wuwu didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at the moment, his body was casual, and he didn't see anything at all, as if he regarded this as his own vessel.

He stood quietly in the bow of the boat, the sea breeze blowing, and the faint salty smell of sea water seemed to be felt in the air.

This trip to Penglai won't be too peaceful......

……

A huge ship floated slowly on the surface of the sea, and although it was slow, it was slowly moving in a certain direction little by little.

On the sails, like the rest of the sects, signs are depicted.

But it's not a word, it's a logo.

The cyan petals are slowly blooming at this moment, but they are the ships of the Flower Shifting Palace.

In the closed cabin, a girl in white slowly opened her eyes, and there was a hint of tiredness in her eyes.

Lu Caiwei got up suddenly, her expression was flat, but then she frowned slightly in pain, but she glanced down.

Xiao Jiu in front of him, seeing Lu Caiwei get up at this moment, hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Lu Caiwei waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it.

On the girl's beautiful face, she still had such a cold expression, and at this moment, she slightly felt the qi in her body for a while, and nodded slightly.

"This elixir is also a bit extraordinary, and the wound has been healed as before."

Hearing this, a trace of pain appeared in Xiao Jiu's eyes, and he scratched his head.

"Miss, this pill is called the Ruthless Pill, there are only three in our palace, and the previous palace masters used two for enlightenment, and the one you took is the last one."

Dan is ruthless.

Lu Caiwei didn't care much, just shook her head.

"No matter how precious the elixir is, if you don't use it, how is it different from scrap iron?"

After speaking, Lu Caiwei walked forward, but she wanted to leave the cabin.

But Xiao Jiu grabbed the other party.

Lu Caiwei turned her head to look back, her eyes cold.

Xiao Jiu looked directly into the other party's eyes at this moment and spoke softly.

"Miss, although your injuries seem to have healed now, after all, you have hurt your heart, and you must remember to remember where you will actually be fine for a while and a half."

"In the next three years from now on, Miss, you must be calm, you must treat others calmly, and you must not have the slightest emotion in your heart, and it is best not to even have emotions."

"If you have the rest of the feelings in your heart, this injury will be ignored for the time being, but the side effects of this elixir will make the qi in your body flow backwards, Miss."

Lu Caiwei broke free from the other party's arm at this moment, and her eyes were extremely calm, and said.

"My mind is very quiet, so I don't have to worry about it."

(End of chapter)