Don't?

No way?

A thousand winds are still on the side!

What if he forces it?

Revolt?or?

The head seems to be okay!

In the darkness, a sudden hug made the deer of the Northern Darkness Qianxue ramble, and his heart jumped to his throat.

A whole bunch of thoughts popped up in her mind in an instant.

Don't wait for the North Shadow Thousand Snow to react!

Poof!

A sharp, cold-lit blade slammed through the cabin baffle and into the mezzanine.

The sharp blade was close to the side of her face, and Qianxue could even feel the slightest coolness unique to steel.

At this time, she finally understood why Song Yifei took her into his arms.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't do it! The cabin will leak!"

The anxious voice of an old man surnamed Sun came from the deck.

"Dirty, if you talk nonsense, even you will be stabbed!"

The voice was vicious and vicious, revealing a thick disgust.

Bang bang!

The dull sound of fists and feet, the sound of heavy objects falling, came from the deck one after another.

"Daddy!

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Then came the begging for mercy from the two sons of the old man surnamed Sun.

"Humph!"

Crash!

The wooden baffle above the cabin was suddenly lifted, bringing a glimmer of light to the mezzanine, and several successive punctures.

Through the induction of spiritual power, Song Yifei hugged the Qianxue of the North Darkness, moved slightly, and dodged the blade again and again.

"Nope!"

"Fucking stinking old man, get out of here!"

"Hurry up and go to the next one! Damn the freelancers!

After making sure that there was no one, several officers and soldiers took back their long weapons and got off the fishing boat with a curse.

Following the current, the fishing boat slowly sailed forward for a distance, making sure that there was no one around, and the old man surnamed Sun got into the cabin with a worried face and knocked on the partition below.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, does it matter?"

"Uncle Sun, we're fine!"

Beiming Qianxue, who had just left Song Yifei and had a flushed face, responded in a low voice.

"That's good! That's good!"

The old man surnamed Sun let out a sigh of relief, and his tone was full of palpitations.

"There will be two more levels later, do you want to do it? If it really doesn't work, go back first, and then think of another way!"

And two more times, isn't that ......

Beiming Qianxue's face turned red and hot, but she was embarrassed to say anything back.

"No, it's fine!"

"Oh, be careful, then!"

"Hmm!"

Although the old man surnamed Sun was curious about how they managed to avoid the attack, it was obviously not the time to ask.

Crunch!

The ship moved forward some distance, and sure enough, it encountered another wave of officers and soldiers blocking the road to check.

Almost in the same way, the ship was inspected again.

After three searches, the tiny fishing boat finally sailed out of the harbor.

Bang bang!

The old man surnamed Sun knocked on the deck in a rhythmic way, and after releasing a safety signal, Qianxue, who was covered in hot clothes, immediately couldn't wait to get out.

I checked it three times just now, so she was hugged into Song Yifei's arms and hugged her tightly three times.

"I really didn't see it, this little girl is quite expected!"

Seeing the Thousand Snow of the Northern Darkness who hurriedly drilled out, Song Yifei couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"Big brother, thank you so much just now!"

Beiming Qianfeng covered his crotch with palpitations, if Song Yifei hadn't struck him with his scabbard just now, the sharp blade would have pierced it directly.

"Hmm!"

Song Yifei nodded, grabbed the shoulders of the Northern Thousand Winds, and jumped out lightly.

"Shhh

Due to the wound, Beiming Qianfeng grinned in pain, but fortunately he didn't let out a scream.

The sun hung high above the clear blue sky, the fog slowly dissipated, and the sea and sky in front of me were colorful, and behind them was the blurring shadow of Sakurajima.

Taking two breaths of fresh sea breeze, Song Yifei finally felt a little better in his nose.

"Let the son be wronged!" said the old man surnamed Sun apologetically.

"It's just a trifle!"

Song Yifei shook his head, so that the other party didn't have to care.

"How long does it take to get from here to Beichen Island?"

"If the wind is favorable, we can get there in half a day! But at this time of year, the wind is changing, and we are afraid that we will not be able to arrive until tomorrow morning, and we will need to stay on the boat for the night!"

There was not much difference between a day and a half, and Song Yifei didn't care too much, and casually asked about the country of Sakura.

The old man surnamed Sun is named Sun Chengping, fifty-six years old this year, his great-grandfather is a native of Daqian Youzhou, and he grew up in the country of cherry blossoms.

The two strong men are his two sons, the younger one is the eldest son, twenty-six years old, called Sun Ju, and the slightly larger one is the second son, twenty-four years old, called Sun Xiao.

The father and son have been fishing in the Inland Sea for a long time and have been fishermen for generations. As for the relationship with Beiming Qianxue, Sun Chengping deliberately covered it up, just talking about distant relatives.

In Sun Chengping's mouth, Song Yifei learned a lot about the history of the cherry blossom country.

......

Time flies by in a blink of an eye, and the day passes quickly. Sun Chengping deliberately avoided other boats, except for a fishing boat that also touched his head from a distance, and did not encounter anyone else.

In the evening, the red golden sunset shines brightly, and the sea surface ripples and sparkles. The sea breeze blows gently, wave after wave, lapping the bow and strings of the ship, creating a rhythmic rhythm.

Song Yifei, who was idle and bored, grabbed a rough fishing rod, sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, covered in sunset, and fished there.

Beiming Qianxue, who was cooking in the deck cabin, would glance at Song Yifei's back from time to time, and then his face turned red, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Hiss!

Beiming Qianfeng, who was sitting in the corner, took the wound medicine that Song Yifei begged for, cleaned his wounds little by little, and kept gasping in his mouth.

"Xiaoxue, this adult is not from Sakura Country, right?"

Sun Chengping sat on the side of Beiming Qianxue, looking at his eldest son Sun Ju, quickly handling an octopus, and asked in a flat voice.

"Uh, Uncle Sun, how do you know?"

Beiming Qianxue stopped turning the body of the fish and asked a little strangely.

"The accent is so different from ours that you can't hear it?"

"Ahh

She followed her father to learn Daqian culture since she was a child, and she didn't pay attention to Song Yifei's accent for a while.

It's actually normal to talk big dry in the country of Sakura.

The country of Sakura was originally a subject country of the Great Qian, and during the period of the rule of the Xiaoyao faction, it was a tribute every year, and everyone yearned for the Great Qian, imitating the Great Qian, and the cultural similarity was close to ninety.

It's just that in recent years, the Celestial God Cult has risen and engaged in racism in the country of Sakura, not only cutting off the tribute to the Great Qian, but also making a bunch of bizarre words and voices, making them indecent, and this is the difference.

Hearing Beiming Qianxue's words, Sun Chengping shook his head with a wry smile. This eldest lady usually looks quite shrewd, but she often drops the chain at key places.

"Are you going to take him back?"

"Uncle Sun, don't worry, I have my own plans!"

Beiming Qianxue did not tell Sun Chengping Song Yifei's identity, this kind of thing is not confirmed, the less people know, the better.

As for the matter of Yong'an City, Beiming Qianxue didn't say anything.

It's not that she deliberately wants to hide it, but when she came to Sakurajima, she lied to Sun Chengping that she just came to buy something, and the other party sent her over

Now that the matter is over, she naturally won't blow herself up, otherwise there will be a burst of preaching.

The identity of Beiming Qianxue was placed there, and Song Yifei was not far away, so Sun Chengping didn't say much after mentioning it.

The main reason is that he didn't feel the aura of danger on Song Yifei's body, which means that the other party's strength is limited, even if he has any bad intentions, the hall master will definitely be able to deal with it.

"Song Gongzi, it's time to eat!"

As soon as the meal was ready, Beiming Qianxue couldn't wait to walk up to Song Yifei, twisted and pinched, and said with a slightly red face.

"Oh!"

Song Yifei answered, put away the fishing rod, walked to the dining table set up on the deck, and sat down cross-legged.

"This is cod, I fried it in oil! This is red cherry shrimp, I picked the shrimp line! And this eel, it's very delicious after grilling! This octopus ......."

Looking at the more and more dishes in the bowl, Song Yifei suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

Xiao Jiu, it seems to be the same!

No way?

Song Yifei frowned and meowed at Beiming Qianxue, and found that the other party was also secretly looking at him.

Depend on!

No way!

A feeling of numbness on the scalp surged into Song Yifei's heart.