The hot spring pool is steaming and white mist is filled.

The atmosphere between one person and one cat is a little silent, senior sister is Chen Cheng's bottom line, and threatening him with Yiyi will only usher in his craziest revenge.

"You're a hunter we value, how could you threaten you? It doesn't do us any good with each other. Flesh half-sat up and shook his body, throwing the water droplets out of his hair.

"Moreover, if the Black Book controls Ivan, do you think Iyi will be safe and sound? As long as you're alive, we won't do anything to Ivan, and we'll even keep Ivan safe if necessary. The orange cat stared into his eyes and said solemnly.

Chen Cheng's face was cloudy, but when he thought of his senior sister's safety, he couldn't calm down. Indeed, the conditions given by flesh and flesh are already very favorable, and he does not have the ability to refuse the spirit race now.

"Whew~ I understand." After a long breath, he nodded and agreed with the orange cat's solution.

It's just that the palm hidden in the water unconsciously clenched into a fist.

"Don't worry, your senior sister will be fine, after completing this mission, I will change shifts with the White Snake, and until Ivan dies, I will guard Yiyi's side." Seeing that his face did not improve, Rourou gave his final plan.

He believes that in the past few days, Chen Cheng should be at ease with his ability. And the two get along quite happily with each other, and there is a certain foundation of trust.

Sure enough, Chen Cheng's face was relieved, whether it was his ability or personality, the orange cat was the most reassuring to him, presumably the white snake he had never met, obviously the flesh was even more reassuring to him.

"Thank you" he stood up and bowed to the orange cat, the most secure way to do it so far.

"You can't just say thanks, you have to be practical. Aren't you going to travel everywhere? Help me pay attention to whether there are any good-looking female cats, if you want the kind of hair with soft hair and slender body, we don't have cats here in the East China Sea Spirit Clan. "Speaking of the female cat's flesh, her eyes lit up.

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"Captain, today is Mira's last day of service, and it's time for us to pack up and get ready to go." Betty shouted into the bedroom and began to pack up her booty from the shopping street for the past few days.

As the pearl of the East China Sea, Yunman Island is extremely developed in commerce and trade, and you can buy most of the precious goods in the East China Sea market.

Betty lived a hard life for six years, and when she first got on board, she was reluctant to spend a lot of crowns. However, after Chen Yanyan taught him by example, he also began to enjoy life, which was not only the million crowns on their ship, but also spent all the millions of crowns on their ship.

Except for a little bit of the two of them, the main cost is spent on an herb called Ganshen Flower. It can help Betty quickly sense the divine blood in her body and manipulate it during the proficiency stage.

Betty was greatly stimulated that night, causing the divine blood in her body to skyrocket. Now that she has reached the proficiency stage, she can use her strength roughly, and now she does not dare to manipulate it as she did when she first gained her ability, and if she is not careful, she will use too much force and explode the item.

Chen Cheng came out of the bedroom with one hand and grabbed the package, most of the clothes inside were bought for him by Betty these days.

The other hand still holds the bloody blade, today is the last day, and it should be returned to Ah Wu, this is probably the last meeting between the two.

"Go ahead, if you can't, you won't have a chance." Betty saw her captain's eyes glancing at the Bloody Blade from time to time, and reached out to place the package beside her.

After this period of time together, she has roughly understood the captain's character, and from the time he took the sword back, Betty knew that the captain had to see Ah Wu again.

"It's really a roundworm in my stomach." Chen Cheng smiled and reached out to rub the navigator's hair, straddled the blood blade around his waist, and walked out of the hotel towards the Haiya Dojo.

As the sun set, the lighting on both sides of the road had not yet started working, and the path in the forest felt slightly dim.

Walking through the woods, the view suddenly cleared, the sea breeze caressed the clouds and waves, and the setting sun gilded the five newly erected tombs next to the ashram.

Ah Wu sat in front of the grave in a quiet daze, and five broken wooden swords were inserted in front of the stele, extremely lonely.

Chen Cheng watched this scene from the edge of the forest, the bloody blade in his hand was lightly inserted into the ground, he shouldn't be disturbing this man who had lost everything.

"You don't have anything to say to me?" Ah Wu's voice came slowly, without any emotion.

"I don't know how to speak, I think talking to you about a few other people will hurt you." Chen Cheng lowered his head and felt a little guilty, he didn't know how to face Ah Wu.

A pair of black shoes came into view, the collar was grabbed by two strong palms, and his body was lifted.

"Look at my eyes" Ah Wu raised Chen Cheng and roared, staring at him with tiger eyes, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation.

Chen Cheng pursed his lips and raised his head to look at Ah Wu, and their respective reflections appeared in their eyes.

"Why did you leave me behind in the first place and let me go with them for a short time? As long as you eat my soul, aren't you a swordsman in the sword qi slashing realm? Ah Wu's eyes were moist, and tears flowed down his face, venting the loneliness and sorrow in his heart for the past few days.

Yes, when Ah Wu's soul revived, he felt a strong attraction. As long as he swallowed it, the majestic vitality and ready-made artistic conception could push him into the third realm of the sword path.

"You have the grace to teach me the arts, and I just wanted you to come back to life." Tears dripped from Ah Wu's cheeks and onto his palms.

Does he regret resurrecting Ah Wu?

No, even if he does it again, resurrecting Ah Wu is still his choice, and he wants to live with a clear conscience in this life.

"Ah" The voice trembled and tears burst the embankment, Ah Wu could no longer suppress the pain of bereavement, and began to cry.

Chen Cheng could feel his hand trembling as he grabbed him, his shoulders twitching, and his whole face was wet with tears. This swordsman, who had just become the third realm, was crying like a child who had lost his parents, lonely and helpless.

The crying voice was blown away by the sea breeze, and the hoarse voice gradually became hoarse, and Ah Wu also released the palm holding Chen Yan's neckline, and wiped the tears on his face with his cuffs.

"Thank you" Ah Wu's voice whimpered, and his eyes were red as he looked at Chen Yan.

He came over to deliver the knife today, isn't he worried about himself when he is about to sail?

What a gentle guy.

"Ah Wu, I'll come to see you again." It wasn't until Ah Wu's mood was completely stabilized that Chen Yan turned around and left.

I hope that the next time he comes to Yunman Island, Ah Wu will still be alive.

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Boxes of cargo are being loaded onto the adventure ship, and Betty is holding a list to go through it. This is the cultivation resource and a small amount of kronor that he exchanged from the Lord of Oman for the recipe of sea intestine powder.

"Our busy man has finally returned." Goodman was still dressed in that exquisite outfit, and when he saw the main owner, he hurried over and teased.

"The Lord of Oman smiled, I'm still a little busy today." Chen Cheng smiled and said hello to Goodman.

"Then you have to thank your navigator for her today." Two small cloth bags were handed to Chen Cheng by him.