The night was dark.

Only the waves are still beating tirelessly.

Fu Ning pursed his lips and looked ahead with burning eyes.

From the corner where he was sheltering to the kowtow boat, there was only a few feet in between.

If you walk through normally, you won't need two breaths at all.

But he didn't act rashly.

Because the ground is full of fine sand, it makes a rustling sound when you step on it.

Even though his voice was small, Fu Ning still didn't dare to take this risk.

"Stability comes first in everything."

Fu Ning's eyes were like a ruler, constantly measuring the distance in the middle.

Get out first.

Certainly not swaggering.

Rather, it is out to the rhythm of the waves.

The sea breeze at night is very strong and the waves are strong.

Every time the waves crash against the beach, there is a sound.

And under the cover of the sound, Fu Ning slowly drilled out of the corner.

To be on the safe side, he also let out a fog with him.

In the area shrouded in mist, the aura and body shape will be hidden.

After there was no more shelter around, he raised his hand to summon Su Yun.

If it was ordinary, Suyun was too conspicuous in the night.

But now that the 'fake Fu Ning' is meditating and cultivating, it is the time to concentrate.

Even if Su Yun appeared in front of him, he was probably unaware.

Fu Ning cautiously observed, and after there was nothing abnormal, he raised his foot and stepped on Su Yun.

The clouds, accompanied by the mist, slowly moved in the direction of the boat.

It was slow, as if it had a cable dragging behind it.

Fu Ning bent down, his gaze rubbed over the edge of the clouds, and looked at the boat bay below.

Ready to run away at any time.

The boat is near.

The boat is near.

In the night, the silhouette of the boat gradually appears.

The low bow, the decadent mast, the twilight cabin.

Obviously there was only two breaths away, and he walked ten breaths.

It's close.

It's close again.

Now he could see the deck, and the blurred figures on the deck.

The deck is still the same as before.

cramped, cramped, stumbling.

And near the bow of the ship, there is a figure that does not move.

The speed of the clouds slowed down another notch.

If there was one cable pulling just now, now there are two.

Until Suyun is above the boat.

Instead, it began to descend slowly.

Everything on the deck began to become clear.

That's the fish basket on the boat.

Yun Niang once used it to catch crabs.

It was a harpoon on a ship.

Yun Niang once used it to insert swimming fish.

That's the cabin light on the ship.

Yun Niang used to use it to dispel the darkness.

Until the eyes are fixed on the bow of the ship.

That's another 'self'.

His eyes were closed, his head was calm, his legs were crossed, and his hands were folded, just as he would meditate.

"It's worthy of being a 'slave'."

On the clouds, Fu Ning held his breath and saw the person in front of him, as if he was looking in the mirror.

It was clear that he hadn't found himself.

But Fu Ning did not take this lightly.

The clouds are moving more slowly.

Slow as if squeezing into air.

The image of the 'fake Fu Ning' has become clearer.

Pale face, loose hair, and even a scar on the forehead.

Whether it is the 'Clan' or the 'Slave Clan', they can imitate any person, but they cannot imitate the characteristics of the innate bloodline, such as: Spiritual Officials, Hundred Joints, Innate Divine Powers, and so on.

So he just had a scar on his forehead.

Looking down his face, he was wearing the same Danshan Zhu clothes as himself.

It's just a large dark red patch of belly.

Sure enough, his injuries were severe.

With such a big wound, coupled with yin poison, it is no wonder that he can't wait to heal his wounds.

Su Yun continued to descend, and this time Fu Ning had even heard his snort.

He stroked Su Yun, and the cloud stopped silently.

The deck is hollow wood, and falling on it makes a sound.

Therefore, Fu Ning needs to use a palm technique that falls from the sky at the moment of falling.

He took a deep breath and meditated on the three provinces to stabilize his mind.

The gaze seems to be condensed into substance, constantly simulating the next palm.

It's as if a sniper is looking at a prey eight hundred miles away, scrutinizing it repeatedly.

Fu Ning slowly inhaled a breath, and a faint mist spread around him.

The whole body was hidden in the mist, and only a hazy patch could be seen from the outside.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Fu Ning didn't have many chances, he had to use all his strength in the first palm.

One palm.

A palm with all your might.

If you can't do it, you won't stay!

His gaze was faint, and his breath was condensed.

Soon the shadow of the 'Cloud Spirit Tortoise' appeared in the mist.

With the infusion of vitality, the phantom of the spirit turtle became more and more vigorous.

This is probably the strongest palm that Fu Ning can use.

"Spirit Tortoise Removal Armor" is the most straightforward palm technique.

It is suitable for falling from the sky and destroying the withered and decaying.

The sound of the waves was still there, and the boat shook slightly.

But the wind on the ship seemed to become careful.

Every trace can pull the nerves.

Fu Ning's gaze gradually became firm, and his vitality began to swallow.

One-inch, two-inch, three-inch......

The palm of the hand is slowly raised above the head, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, a fresh breeze swept through.

Fu Ning seemed to have received the signal.

This long-stalemate palm finally came out of the air.

Call~

The palm wind rubbed against the air and began to get hot.

It was exactly the same as Fu Ning had imagined just now.

Perfect angle, perfect dynamics.

He had used the same palm technique before, penetrating the palm power of his beard.

And now this palm is even more than before.

Under the shadow of the palm, even a fifth ripple appeared.

Bang~

Ecstasy in Fu Ning's eyes.

He could clearly feel that his palm power had not failed.

The power of the palm came out without the slightest reservation.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

I saw that under the shadow of my palm, I don't know when there was an extra layer of translucent scale armor.

The scales on the shield are tinged with a faint cyan, layered on top of each other.

And the palm that he had poured all his strength into just now was all stopped by this armor.

With just a glimpse, he did not hesitate to urge Su Yun to eject and start, and almost instantly, he disappeared in place.

The wind is howling, and the night is lost.

Fu Ning didn't dare to slow down in the slightest, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and look behind him until the abandoned boat bay was completely out of sight.

There was a fog in the eyes, but there was no trace of it in the fog.

At this time, he suddenly let out a soft 'huh', and calmed down to recall the glimpse just now.

"That's not right! That man...... Something seems wrong. ”

Although he only glanced at it just now, under the shield, that 'fake Fu Ning' had already opened his eyes.

There was no anger, no horror, not even life in those eyes.

He turned his head and looked again in the direction of Abandoned Ship Bay.

After a moment of contemplation, he decided to go back again.

Moments later, however, Fu Ning had reappeared in Abandoned Ship Bay.

The reciprocating tide, the lonely boat, as if nothing had changed.

He let out a mist and kept approaching.

'Fake Fu Ning' was still sitting in the bow of the boat, and there was no change in his posture.

It's just that the layer of fish scale shield on his body has disappeared.

Fu Ning approached boldly, only to see the other 'self' with wide eyes, his eyes full of confusion.

And on his head, a clear palm shadow appeared.

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