Night.

The Flying Snake folds its main sails and sails through the storm!

On the glass windows, the sound of crackling raindrops continued.

Mid-deck cabins.

Feng Dequan and Manager Luo sat side by side.

On the round wooden table, the flame of the oil lamp flickered, and there was a plate of white-cut demon fish meat and a pot of wine.

Steward Luo drank some wine, his face flushed, and he was slightly drunk, and he lost his usual arrogant and detached attitude.

He patted Feng Dequan's shoulder with a big grin, and his tone was kind.

"Come, drink! Eat meat! ”

"This pot of yellow bud brewing, but I have hidden it for a long time!"

Steward Luo was very satisfied with Feng Dequan's loyal act today, and specially gave him a private banquet to thank him.

After thirty years of drinking, Steward Luo was already drunk and in a trance.

"Old Feng...... Five years ago, when I saw you on the Flying Snake, I knew that you were a loyal man......"

"Don't worry, after I go back this time, I will definitely tell the captain and give you more spirit stones to share the profits......"

"Thank you, Steward!" Feng Dequan's face showed a touch of flattery at the right time.

For Feng Dequan's respectful attitude, Manager Luo nodded with great satisfaction.

It's just that at this moment, Feng Dequan suddenly spoke.

"By the way, Lord Steward, speaking of which...... Is there anything else to ask for? ”

"Huh?" Steward Luo's eyes were hazy, and he half-raised his eyes.

Feng Dequan leaned closer, almost close.

This move made Manager Luo's eyes move slightly, and his hand unconsciously pressed a jade pendant on his waist.

At this time, Feng Dequan attached his ears and whispered.

"I have always been loyal to the Luo family, and in the past five years, I have never married, and I am not young......"

"Can the steward pull a line, let me marry a daughter of the Luo family, and the side branch of the small sect!"

"Haha! I thought it was ......"

When Steward Luo heard this, he couldn't help but smile and let go of the hand hanging from the jade pendant on his waist.

"This matter is easy, and I am ...... You?! ”

Steward Luo was about to respond, but suddenly, a sharp pain struck!

Splatter!

Feng Dequan punched out, like thunder, right in the middle of Luo's throat!

The vulnerable parts of the human body were attacked, and it was dizzy when it landed!

And then, a flash of golden light flashed, and with a snort, the entire head was cut off!

The golden light turned, and it was a flying knife!

It was this magic weapon that ended the life of Steward Luo!

Poof.

Steward Luo's frightened head fell to the ground!

"I'm sorry, I don't want to be like this, it's just that the immortal Dao is ...... to fight."

Feng Dequan still had that wooden expression.

After a few moments, he crouched down, and despite the blood, he reached out and closed Steward Luo's eyes.

At the same time, he carefully removed the jade pendant from Steward Luo's waist.

"Sealed an ice knife technique with the power of mid-stage qi refining...... That's not the point, though. ”

"With this jade pendant in hand, you can open the ice crystal cabin!"

Feng Dequan has served on the Flying Snake for five years, and he is familiar with many aspects of this ship!

"I remember clearly, this time the demon hunt caught a poisonous stinging fish, and its venom was preserved in the ice crystal cabin!"

"With the poison of this fish, coupled with the benefits of my flying knife magic weapon, I killed Luo Qingjun!"

As long as he kills Luo Qingjun, he will be the only mid-stage Qi refining cultivator on the ship!

The entire Flying Snake, as well as the goods of thousands of spirit stones on it, will fall into his hands!

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Dequan's eyes were full of essence!

……

Laugh at!

The sharp cold light flashed, and a small arm fell in response!

Luo Qingjun covered his only half of his arm.

"......" he looked at Feng Dequan in shock and anger!

This loyal and inconspicuous Mu Newai surname actually launched a crew rebellion at this time? !

The purple-black lines followed his veins, from the broken part of his arm, and extended inward!

"Damn...... There is still poison on the magic weapon! Luo Qingjun was furious.

"What a ruthless and introverted poisonous snake, I will see your true color today......" Luo Qingjun breathed heavily.

"Please go to your death."

Feng De's face was calm, and a golden light lit up in his hand again.

Throwing knives are coming!

Seeing this, Luo Qingjun was terrified, and hurriedly slapped the storage bag on his waist with his only remaining left hand!

Airplanes!

An ice-blue talisman suddenly flew out of it, evolving into a piece of frost in mid-air!

Frost!

The wind and frost are blowing, and the ice is biting.

Feng Dequan, and even the flying knife magic weapon he urged, were much slower, blocked by the frost.

And then this opportunity, Luo Qingjun retreated violently and returned to the high-rise cabin.

Splatter!

The door is closed, and a protective ban is raised!

Bite!

The golden light of the magic weapon flying knife hit this layer of prohibition, and it trembled violently, and the golden light dissipated, revealing the blade.

After a few breaths, with a click, Feng Dequan used his mana and broke free from the confinement of the frost.

He frowned as he looked at the closed door and the constant running prohibition.

"Didn't kill him......"

Relying on the advantages of sneak attack and quenching poison, Feng Dequan forced Luo Qingjun into a desperate situation!

However...... Luo Qingjun is the descendant of the Luo family in the end, and he has a rich net worth, so he directly sacrificed a high-quality talisman and escaped the mortal situation!

Feng Dequan looked at the formation prohibition outside the captain's cabin, and his face sank.

He could see that this layer of prohibition was not a complete first-order formation.

However, it is not something he can force to break.

"Fortunately, such bans are generally difficult to last for long, and can only last for a few hours, waiting for them to close on their own."

At this time, two of his attendants walked over.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Meng Monkey asked nervously.

A member with a foreign surname, betraying the main family, if the matter fails, if he wants to die happily, I am afraid it will be a difficult thing.

"Luo Qingjun is not dead." Feng Dequan shook his head.

"Hiss......" Meng Monkey's face was terrified.

"It doesn't matter, although Luo Qingjun was lucky not to die, he not only broke an arm under my surprise attack, but also suffered from severe poison."

"You and I both know that the venom of the poisonous stinging fish is not something that ordinary antidote pills can suppress!"

"Even if he relies on swallowing a large amount of detoxification pills and suppressing them with mana, his strength will be five or six out of ten."

"At this time, relying on this layer of prohibition, it is nothing more than a lingering breath!"

"This Flying Snake is ours after all!"

Feng Dequan is full of confidence and full of energy.

No matter what he was doing in his heart, this kind of performance at least made the horror of betraying the master's family in Meng Monkey's heart gradually subside.

On the contrary, the desire for huge wealth and greed on the Flying Serpent overcame fear!

Then, Feng Dequan said in a deep voice to Meng Monkey and another fat follower.

"I'm sitting here, staring at Luo Qingjun's movements, and you ......"

"Take this steward jade pendant, there is an ice knife technique in the middle stage of qi refining, you call the captain, first mate, and steward dead......"

"Gang up with the scattered cultivators to kill all the monks surnamed Luo on the ship!"

In Feng Dequan's eyes, an astonishing chill and murderous intent were revealed!

Even if Luo Qingjun can recover a certain combat power by some means.

But as long as he kills the whole boat surnamed Luo, he can't support it alone, what can he do?!

"Yes, Brother Feng!"

Meng Monkey took the jade pendant, lowered his head, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.