The entire fleet was equipped with a good level of force, especially the Seahawk;

There are more than 70 powerful crew members, and at a glance you know that many of them have quite a good martial arts foundation, and more than 20 of them are professional escort fighters; the ship has long spears and halberds, strong bows and crossbows, everything is available, and there are two huge noose-type whaling forks in the bow of the ship, I don't know how powerful they are, but they do seem to be very powerful.

The boat boss Wu Dahai is thin and thin, but he should not be underestimated, one hand has thick palm joints, and at first glance he has a good hand of kung fu; the two deputies are also good hands, both are good men who have been fighting in the sea for decades, and the whole person is still very relieved, of course, Li Ji does not care much about this.

As soon as the fleet left the port, the sails were hoisted in the northeast direction, and three days later it turned to the southeast, and the wind direction changed.

Li Ji seldom went out of the cabin, and apart from eating and drinking, he tried his best to maintain the habits of these mortals, but he was afraid that one day he would be a stone, and on the Sea Eagle, there were more than forty guests who crossed to the Twin Peaks, including merchants and travelers with their families.

On the top floor of the Sea Eagle, in the best position, there are only three cabins, in addition to Li Ji and Boss Wu, there is also a forty or fifty-year-old man and a half old, Boss Wu values this person very much, because he does not go out of the cabin to eat, every time as long as Boss Wu is free, he will personally deliver food up.

Although Li Ji had only seen this person once, he knew that this person was a person from the Daomen, a small casual cultivator in the light period.

In the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, such a person does not even have the qualifications to be a wrestler, but in the Northern Regions, this is the true situation of the vast majority of casual cultivators.

The fleet sent to the Twin Peaks archipelago has a tradition of hiring monks to escort them, because of the pirates that are ubiquitous on the Twin Peaks side of the route, and although this sea area is unique and the magic is not obvious, even if the monks who cannot cast the spell, many of them are not pure warriors can resist, especially those who have the strength to fight in close combat.

Mana and internal force are not things of the same level in themselves, and it is difficult for mortals to resist using mana to control weapons; small and medium-sized fleets like Boss Wu can't afford to hire a foundation building monk, so they have to find a consecrated number, which can always be useful.

The Seahawk's dining room is not small, but there are not many people dining, the price here is expensive, and most of the people who come to dine are in the upper class, and most of the others will choose to eat well and return to the cabin to eat.

Steamed scallops in garlic sauce, boiled prawns in salted water, boiled octopus, steamed pomfret, steamed mussels, steamed sturgeon...... Li Ji sighed, sure enough, it has only been six days since he went to sea, and it is all these things, and even green vegetables are a luxury.

The cook's craft is basically one, steaming...... It is no wonder that cargo ships and passenger ships are not at the same level at all in this regard, the seafood is delicious, nutritious, and occasionally eaten, it is indeed delicious, but for people who have lived in the Central Plains for a long time, it is really unbearable to eat these things every day.

In addition to the more than ten guests in the dining room, there is a pair of father and daughter who are singing, the father's huqin is like crying, the daughter's voice is also low and tactful, coupled with the soft appearance of a small jasper, it is even more pitiful, the guests are generous, not to mention, there are a few businessmen who are not willing to give up, and go up to climb the relationship.

Li Ji smiled secretly in his heart, he had seen this little lady and the old man, it was the woman and the big teapot in the largest Fengyue place in Linhai, he was a monk, he saw people very accurately, and he would not admit his mistakes;

The two of them, pretending to be father and daughter, sang two small songs, zigzags and turns, as if inadvertently walking towards the table where Li Ji was.

"Childe, the little old man's father and daughter are wandering, singing for a living, if the son wants to listen to the music, why don't my father and daughter present a song for you?"

Li Ji smiled slightly, took out a piece of loose silver and put it on the table, but his mouth was merciless.

"Mama Rong is okay, I haven't seen you for a few days, didn't I think Fengyuelou would change her business?"

Fengyue Tower is the place where Li Ji stays in Linhai City, and Mama Rong is the old bustard of Fengyue Tower.

The father and daughter were shocked when they heard this, and knew that the hiding was exposed, so the little woman wanted to turn around and run, but was pulled by the old man.

Li Ji pushed the silver forward, his voice calm, "Sing a song, and then take the silver and leave, I don't want to make trouble, don't bother me when you wait, okay?"

The two of them who were shocked were helpless, only to sing obediently, the old teapot was in a good mood, although the situation was unbearable, the huqin in one hand was also not messed up at all, the woman was not successful, her heart was flustered, not only the song was out of tune, but also sang several wrong places, how could this little bird's frightened appearance be concealed? Several guests around did not know what was going on, but they all looked at Li Ji with a pair of angry eyes.

After singing the song, the father and daughter hurriedly withdrew from the dining room under the pretext of being unwell; Li Ji didn't care about the angry eyes of others, and ate and drank by himself, so he wouldn't expose the two liars.

The voyage was relatively smooth, the wind direction was relatively stable, and there were no storms, and from the tenth day, Li Ji felt an unusual constraint in the space around him, a change that only a monk with mana could feel.

In the dead of night, Li Ji jumped on the top of the ship alone and tried to stimulate the flying sword, but found that his original effective range of 240 zhang had been reduced to less than 100 zhang, and his power was much less than before, and this change was still declining.

As if this area is in a black hole, any spiritual machine that overflows the body will be quickly and ruthlessly swallowed up, and it is precisely for this reason that whether it is a spell or a flying sword, the attenuation after leaving the body is extremely violent, I don't know how far it will be attenuated if you really land on the Twin Peaks Islands?

Fortunately, the mana is not separated from the body, it can still be maintained, Li Ji held a long sword, poured the sword Qi into it, and found that as long as he did not swallow the sword, the mana consumption was normal;

Early in the morning of the twelfth day, the observation post on the mast blew a sharp whistle, and the pirates came.