No matter how cunning and powerful this mouthfish is, it leaves the sea and is pulled into the world where the natal spirit beast is located.

Fu Yunsheng quickly stepped on the drunken sword and returned to the shuttle boat.

Only then did Shen Ci let go of his hanging heart.

"Don't make any more moves! Just look at it with peace of mind!" Fu Yunsheng said solemnly.

Of course, he found the Rosemoon dagger that had just helped him force out the mouthfish in the water, and this dagger was bought with the big black stone......

"Uh-huh. Shen Ci hurriedly nodded obediently like a chicken pecking rice.

Shen Ci turned his head and looked at the fat fairy in the spirit beast bag, and he couldn't say anything about the reproach: "Little fairy is good! I ate so much today, so I won't eat it first, and I will have a chance to go to the sea in the future." ”

Xiaoxian dared to eat again at this time, it was okay if he was not criticized by the master, and quickly nodded: "Well, Xiaoxian is full." ”。

After that, Shen Ci sat quietly in the shuttle boat and didn't come out again.

This bloody battle of slaughter stained the dark sea in the night with even more blood.

The night seemed to be extraordinarily long, and Shen Ci sat in the boat, finally waiting for the sun and moon to alternate, and the golden crow to rise.

After dawn, the scenery of the battlefield is even more unobstructed.

On the blood-colored sea scorched by the sun, the smell of fishy smell is disgusting.

Many planks of wood floated in the sea of blood, all from destroyed ships.

And the most dazzling thing in the sea of blood was the white things, which were the white bones exposed after the dead monk's corpse was gnawed by the sea tribe......

If the body is not recovered quickly, the corpse will soon be completely gnawed away, leaving only white bones.

As long as you see the body of a fisherman next to you, someone from the surrounding boats will take action to salvage it.

This is a tradition of fishermen, and no one wants to go to the bottom of the sea to recover bones.

"Why?" Fu Yunsheng asked strangely, "Is it just because it's too dangerous?"

Hu Changge grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth, and his voice was a little astringent: "Because there are too many, I can't finish fishing." For thousands of years, I don't know how many white bones have been piled up under this sea area, and once it sinks, it is impossible to tell who is who.

Therefore, the rule of our fishermen is that the corpses floating on the sea must be fished up, and those that sink will not be left alone. If you go to Haidilao, you will give your life. ”

After saying these words, the talkative Hu Changge seemed to be touched by something sad, looked at the blood-colored sea and sighed, and kept silent.

Fu Yunsheng didn't think that he would touch the sadness of others, he opened his mouth, and he really didn't know how to express his apology: "I'm sorry to ......"

"Hi, it's fine. Hu Changge smiled, and quickly adjusted his mood, "I've been here on Jiaoluo Island for so many years, and I've long been used to it." I just remembered my brother who couldn't make it, and this little rabbit cub blocked a poisonous swordfish for me, so he went down by himself. ”

The guilt in Fu Yunsheng's heart suddenly became heavier.

Hu Changge suddenly clenched his fists and said: "The two adults don't have to care, the other people on the island know about me, just right, and I will say hello to you." In case I am unlucky at night, I don't have to catch me, I have to go down to accompany the little rabbit cub, he is alone, too lonely. ”

Shen Ci, who listened silently, couldn't help but think, how could anyone like to bury his body at the bottom of the sea, helpless. Most fishermen still hope to return to their roots and return to their sect or hometown......

Fu Yunsheng didn't know how to respond, so Shen Ci quickly nodded: "Okay!"

Hu Changge grinned again, and the three of them tacitly skimmed over this stubble and never mentioned it again.

Several of the dead fishermen are still submerged in the water, and nearby fishermen are struggling to salvage them.

Dead fish are rare, a fish represents a little military merit, and the dead fish on the sea have long been picked up.

Moreover, the Sea Clan will also snatch the corpses of their own kind from the fishermen, and the big fish will eat the small fish that have died.

For them, if they don't eat it, it will be the fate of being taken away by the fishermen and becoming a delicacy, and it is better to let their own kind digest it.

Although the monks can rely on their divine sense at night, it is more advantageous for the Terrans during the day.

Just like Fu Yunsheng said, during the day, there were significantly fewer fish swimming through those two gates.

After a long time, a few schools of fish swam in, and as if to explore the situation, they quickly swam back after swimming not far over.

Most of the fishermen sat in their boats and took the time to rest, regain their mental and physical strength, and prepare for the fight when the night came again.

Although the monks who can come to Jiaoluo Island to be fishermen are at least cultivators above the Jindan stage, a fierce and dangerous battle like last night is still very consuming of people's mana and energy.

At this time, the difference between high and low positions is apparent.

As the commander, there are five people under him, and he can go to rest by himself, let his subordinates take turns guarding the boat, and earn a small school of fish during the day, fishing for floating corpses or something.

As the lowest ordinary "fisherman", he has very little time to rest.

Overall, the contrast between the quiet of the day and the fierce fighting at night is still very obvious.

Shen Ci was actually not tired, Fu Yunsheng still had to rush her to sleep.

"I'm really not tired, I want to see ...... again," Shen Ci said.

She had always heard of the cruelty and horror of war, but when she went deep into it, she understood what cruelty and horror was......

Their shuttle boat had just been salvaged by Hu Changge, and a corpse had just been salvaged.

He was a young Dark Cult monk.

Although Shen Ci was deeply entangled with the people of the Black Demon Sect, Qi Fei and Shen Yunniang were both persecuted by the Black Demon Sect, and there was a great enemy Great Elder waiting for Shen Ci to deal with.

However, looking at the corpse of the Dark Demon Sect monk in front of him, Shen Ci got up in disgust.

He still looks very young, even younger than Shen Ci, so he can come to Jiaoluo Island at such a young age, and his talent in cultivation is very, very good.

But he was dead, his face was white and swollen, his eyeballs were missing, and his body was full of marks from being bitten by the Sea Clan.

The blood was almost gone, and the wounds had been soaked and white, and only a small amount of blood was oozing out.

Hu Changge was very experienced, and after fishing him into the boat, he first hit him with a few rays of mana in the abdomen, and several small fish were forced out of his ears and mouth.

Shen Ci watched Hu Changge clean up the corpse, forced out many sea clans from the corpse back and forth, and continued to put it on the deck to expose to the sun.

Seeing Shen Ci looking over curiously, Hu Changge chewed a small dried fish and explained: "If you dry it again, you can force some out." ”