The last offshore port.

The small town is not big, and it is not small when it is small.

There are not many people coming and going, and it can be regarded as an external or internal trading center.

Luo Yu and his party have already boarded the ship heading towards the Black Silver Sea, and they will sail in tomorrow after just waiting for the night.

The black ship is dressed up in a strange way.

Although there is no hideous thing, but only the black that can be seen everywhere makes people feel uncomfortable.

"I like it, this taste fits me very well, it fits very well."

Sitting on the floor of the building, a lively table used for the general purpose of a restaurant, the East Heavenly King is full of spring breeze and praises the surrounding decorations.

Luo Yu looked at the surrounding buildings and boats decorated with fish bones, cow bones, what black paint, and strange things, and was speechless.

This kind of dress is estimated to be liked by the King of the East alone.

"Ignore him." Wuhua on the side pulled the falling feathers, ignoring the interested Eastern Heavenly King.

"I said that Xiaoyin and Xiaohong won't eat? They've all eaten ten plates. Looking at the two guys eating barbecue at the table, Wuhua rubbed his eyebrows.

Luo Yu laughed when he heard this: "I haven't seen them eat it." ”

Although she also thinks that these two small-looking guys can fit so much.

Xiao Yin and Xiao Hong, who were binge eating barbecue, still gave Wuhua a look of contempt when they heard the sound, and they had little knowledge.

Wuhua couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he was despised.

"Alas...... I'm so unlucky...... Alas......"

In the midst of this laughter, an old man with white hair on the table next to him, a thick lament, came impartially.

It sounds so decadent.

Luo Yu was bored, and turned his head to look when he heard the sound.

I saw the old man sitting high on the chair next to him, looking not tall, crawling on an empty table.

While pulling his beard fiercely, he stared at the barbecue in front of her Xiaoyin and Xiaohong.

The eyes were clearly written with envy and saliva, as well as grievances.

Seeing this, Luo Yu couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "Xiaoyin, bring a plate to him." ”

Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, although it is not as good as on the earth.