Chapter 13 A god-level master who loves surfing

Hua Yunfei felt that her head was buzzing non-stop, Yaoyao, isn't it inappropriate to call her like this, she is a woman who must invite Beidou to leave a message from her master, how can she be so light.

That's right, in his opinion, even if it is disrespectful in words, it is a kind of frivolity.

"Miss Qin, I can't help it! I have been entrusted to invite you, and I cannot overstep it! He explained softly and picturesquely, and looked at his apprentice again. Yu'er, you and Miss Qin are close friends, greet the teacher well, don't slack off. I'm going to do some preparations. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Qin Yao and the others to say something, Hua Yunfei left the room.

Qin Yao hurriedly covered her chest, breathed hard, and then took Yan Ruyu's hand, pressed it in the same position, and said a little shyly: "Yu, did I act a little anxious just now?" Could he not like me like this? ”

Yan Ruyu hurriedly withdrew her hand and looked at her friend with suspicious eyes: "What's wrong with you?" You're weird, aren't you? How could you possibly have anything else to do with Master. We've just met! ”

"Do you believe it or not, there is a feeling called, love at first sight!"

"Hit you in the head! You're poisoned, I'll ask Master to detoxify you! ”

"No, detoxification still requires poisoning! I'm willing to be poisoned by him! ”

After speaking, Qin Yao's face showed a strange smile, obviously smiling, but without the slightest emotion, just like those terrifying dolls in the statue hall, it seems to be very interesting to watch during the day, if you have the opportunity to watch it in the middle of the night, it will definitely make you realize what it means to have a ghost.

At this time, Qin Yao was like a sculpture that had lost its soul.

Yan Ruyu put her hand in front of Qin Yao's eyes, and swung it vigorously a few times, but she couldn't change the other party's distracted eyes, so she didn't care about her idiocy anymore.

She wouldn't really like Master, would she? Master's cultivation is so high, he must be an old monster of hundreds of years. Although he looks very young, it is a basic operation for immortal cultivators to stay young forever.

It shouldn't be possible for either of them. Is it possible for me?

Girls of this age always seem to think about some messy things inexplicably, no matter what era they are in.

Qin Yao's original distracted appearance slowly returned to normal, and her eyes were no longer dull, but returned to their original vivid appearance, she glanced around with a slight turn of the corner of her eye.

Hua Yunfei is really gone, and Yan Ruyu is really in a daze.

Qin Yao leaned against the wall and was silent, but he began to sketch a fascinating picture of cultivating immortals in his mind. There is a fairy atmosphere, dragons and phoenixes soaring, palaces are in pieces, and immortals are surrounded. On the splendid hall, a hazy figure stood quietly, and the immortals could vaguely hear it called: Emperor of Heaven!

Ouch, so shy, how do you daydream? Qin Yao hurriedly shook his head, threw out the unrealistic fantasies in his head, held his chin, and soon fell into a new dream.

Hua Yunfei, who was hidden in the shadows, did not go far, and it was impossible to go far, he had to take care of these two people. When he noticed the strange behavior of the two, he only smiled slightly, and the girl's mind was easy not to guess. Often you think that you have guessed the true meaning of the other person, and the result may be the opposite, or it may be positive, it may also be neutral, or even a new idea.

Instead of talking about a vigorous love with someone, it is better to learn the piano hard, practice hard, and become an amazing existence like a master.

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The speed of the yacht is the fastest of the five, because the hull is lighter because of the lack of one person. If the boss asked afterwards why they were the fastest to escape, he would tell the whole story of the loss of personnel, and besides, he had marked the side of the ship before, and there was a complete picture of the casualties of the team.

As for the corpses, of course, they were thrown into the sea to feed the fish. This point is clear.

Thinking like this, he reasonably convinced himself, closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep. About half an hour later, he heard a roar coming from the front, accompanied by bursts of waves, and from a distance, the other party was quite a bit of a dashing posture.

It was a silvery-white yacht with an arm-thick cable tied to it and a red sampan in tow. A chubby humanoid figure is making a splash.

"Yoha~!"

Sun Yichen cheered happily, and every time the cable threw it into the air and landed back on the sampan with precision, he would shout loudly and playfully.

He is fat, 3 centimeters short of 1.7 meters, not very perfect, but he can always find enough confidence in many girls, relying on his excellent money ability.

He loves to play, he can play, he is still a technical expert in some fields and some times, and his reputation in the industry is also top-notch, and he has never missed a murder.

This time, Qin Zhonghe offered him a sky-high price, which was much higher than the others, which made Sun Yichen very satisfied, and immediately took over the task and brought out his favorite sampan.

How can you not surf when you go to sea?

Playing and playing, when he found that he had deviated from the course, and then corrected his mistakes and returned to the right path, Du Shan and the others had already returned defeated, and they were just met by Sun Yichen.

The strength of these mercenaries is actually quite strong, and it is generally not a problem to complete tasks that can be solved with some thermal weapons in the world of ordinary people.

But according to Qin Zhonghe, the most difficult task this time is the god-level player.

In the god-level field, the quality is also uneven, and there are always some indiscriminate guys who rely on the power of their tongues to fool their employers into getting a lot of money.

For example, Xi Hengfeng, Rao Dongxue, Wei Murong and others who took orders together this time, are they also worthy of being called god-level masters? What grade is it worthy of using the same yacht as yourself?

Sun Yichen is a god-level second-order, how can these scum be compared, he doesn't want to set off with these people. Therefore, he gave a quite wonderful explanation for his singleness.

It just so happened that he met Du Shan and others again.

"Dozen, you've completed your mission?" Sun Yichen asked the driver to stop, and he also put away the small sampan and shared it with Du Shan and the others.

The two sides stopped on the surface of the sea, like two lonely leaves, trying to get close to each other, but it was impossible.

"I'm sorry, Nakasun-sama. We failed! The other party is a god-level realm, and we have lost a sharpshooter. You see, this is the outline of death that I have drawn. ”

Du Shan is honest, but he is also rotten, anyway, he will explain all the facts, the situation is like this, and the follow-up will depend on how you god-level masters will deal with it. He would rather quit than take his life.

Dushan Balabala explained, and Sun Yichen was stunned for a moment when he heard it, his chubby face squeezed his eyes together, and he was about to lose sight.

"My lord, our Flying Eagle Squad is no longer able to continue the mission, please return!" Dojo expressed his thoughts and hoped to get permission.

Sun Yichen thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate. He was in a hurry this time, so he brought a driver, and once he got into a fight, in case the driver hung up, he wouldn't even have a person to drive the boat when he went back.

Du Shan and his entourage happened to play the role of the driver and the audience, and it became a very necessary pendant for Sun Yichen.

"Du Shan, I have an idea, I don't know if you want to hear it?"

Sun Yichen hugged his hands and looked at Du Shan with a smile, laughing so that the latter's neck was cold. Du Shan wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to refuse, and his years of military career told him that this person was very dangerous, and the consequences of not agreeing were very serious.

Du Shan's brain spun quickly, and after thinking about the joints, he immediately arched his hand and said, "Follow your lord's orders!" ”

"What's the command?" Sun Yichen patted Du Shan's shoulder, hugged him to his boat, and whispered in his ear. "We're in a boat now, you can't get off the boat!"

Du Shan bowed his head again and again, saying that he didn't dare.

"Let's go, lead the way! Let me meet that heaven-level master, and let you see the real master duel! ”

The two ships re-routed one after the other to sail in the direction of the island, and after an hour, the island reappeared in their sight.

Rumble~

A loud bang came from ahead, and a small black dot swirled in the air, becoming clearer and clearer. It turned out to be a person.

When the person fell into the water, Sun Yichen's eyes froze, and his tone was suspicious.

"God of withered hands, Wei Murong?"