Torrential rain on the endless sea, raging winds howling and rolling up monstrous waves, dense dark clouds covering the sky tightly, lightning shining in the clouds, and bursts of muffled thunder were heard from time to time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A tall ship struggles in the whirlpool, its hull swaying, as if a careless one will be swallowed up by the waves and sink to the bottom of the sea.

Qi Feiyun stood on the bow of the boat, his hands clutched the side of the boat, and the silver hair on his forehead kept dropping water droplets, rain, seawater, and the sweat of Qi Feiyun. He was cold, but he didn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat. It's not that I encountered some terrible sea monsters, but because of seasickness.

Since the beginning of the storm, the sea vessel has never been kept upright. The hull of the ship has been jolting, the deck has been shaking, and Qi Feiyun has been dizzy until now.

Wen Coral stood beside Qi Feiyun, his face was also ugly. After entering the stormy sea, the weather became extremely bad, and there were obviously not enough people on the ship, and she was really worried about whether the ship would last until the rain passed and the sky cleared.

"Fairy, the mainsail has been lowered, is the next step to rudder to the left or to the right? Merry staggered to Wen Sango's side and shouted loudly.

Qi Feiyun became seasick, so he asked Coral to take over as the commander-in-chief.

"Strike the rudder to the left, don't go against the wind, and don't go with the wind. Now the wind is too strong, the headwind will definitely not be able to move forward, and the downwind speed is too fast, and it is easy to overturn. Wen Coral tried to stay calm as much as possible, and quickly gave an order: "Also, the storm is too big, and it is too dangerous to go on like this." You ask Shi Dada to send someone and simply put the sidesail down. Wait for the storm to pass, and then hoist the sails. ”

"This. Merry was stunned for a moment, and said in a slurred manner: "Shi Da Dazheng and Bao Changsheng are drinking tea in the main cabin, and they can't end it for a while. The people under him are all masters of the Yuan Infant Stage and the Yudan Period, and I can't command them. ”

"When is it, still using the excuse of talking about the Tao to hide and be idle? If the boat capsizes, what kind of tea will they drink? It's almost the same as pouring a belly of seawater!" Wen Coral was angry, his thin eyebrows were twisted, and his hair soaked in the rainstorm stuck to his pretty face, showing a different kind of beauty.

Merry Zi's eyes were confused, and he was stunned for a while. He suddenly felt that this storm had come so well, and if the sea ship could stay in the stormy sea all the time, and let Wen Coral continue to give orders like this, it would be his greatest happiness in the world of lights.

It's a pity that he has chosen to stay in the world of lights, and has lost his biggest bargaining chip, and the witch will no longer meet any of the conditions he proposes.

"Go, get Shi Da to come out and give the order!Lower the side sail!" "Wen Coral shouted at the Merry with all his strength. She really can't rest assured that she can't pray for Feiyun, as long as she lets this pervert who grinds foreign workers come to pass the word.

"Oh. Merry Zi came back to his senses, he stared at Wen Sango, and said softly: "Shi Da is unreliable, let me come." I have a few female cultivators in the foundation building period under me, and they are not bad, and they absolutely worship me. What I say is a holy decree for them, and even if I let them die, they will not hesitate. I'm going to coax them and let them lower their sidesails. ”

The wind was raging, the rain was showering, the thunder was loud, the deck rattled, and Wen Coral only saw Merry's mouth open and close, and he didn't hear a word of what he said.

"What did you say?" cried out warm coral in the rainstorm.

"I said I like you, and I want to go with you in the rain, sail together, and go to the end of the sea together. Merry suddenly felt very happy, and thanked the storm again. If it weren't for the storm that overshadowed his voice, he wouldn't have dared to speak to Wen Coral like this.

In his beautiful city, all the girls are beautiful and gentle, and the most consistent thing is that these girls have always been obedient to him, and never dare to have even the slightest conflict with him. Merry has always boasted of being romantic, and his lifelong pursuit is all about beauty. If he hadn't been born in a family of cultivating immortals and embarked on the path of immortality under the education of his parents, he would definitely choose to be the son of a rich and noble family, soaking in the land of fireworks every day to pass the time.

He has pursued countless beauties in his life, and has also been rejected by countless beauties. He once thought that if one day, no girl would refuse his request, and all the nuns in the world would compete to win his favor, how beautiful that life would be.

Unexpectedly, the witch could really grant his wish. In his city of beauties, there are all kinds of beautiful girls, they are beautiful, attractive, well-cultivated, each has their own temperament and demeanor, and they all have one thing in common, that is, they all love and appreciate him inexplicably.

He got the life he wanted, but felt that it was so boring.

And the warm coral in front of him, although in terms of appearance, figure, and cultivation, is not as good as many of his concubines, but just a little "cold as frost" is enough to kill all his concubines in seconds.

The more she disdained him, the more obsessed he became.

Perhaps, this is the charm of the unsought.

Wen Coral withstood the torrential rain and shouted at the Wind Streamer: "Be louder, I can't hear it!"

This is already the third time. Merry Man's mouth was already open and closed, and he didn't know what to say.

Wen Coral was discouraged for a moment, she waved her hand violently and shouted "Get out!", telling Merry to quickly walk away.

At this moment, Qian Shoucai staggered over, grabbed the side of the boat, pushed the merry man behind him, and shouted: "Quickly withdraw, I can't let you break this precious magic weapon." Turn around and go back!"

Wen Shan was even more angry in his heart: How could I meet such a group of accomplices, when the matter came, they were all here to make trouble.

"My precious spirit boat, you have to hold on!" Qian Shoucai rubbed the side of the boat, with a look of regret, and he said sadly: "It's not your thing, so you naturally don't feel distressed." This magic weapon is so expensive, in the big world we are in, we can't even make it. This ship's board, that is the best spiritual wood, painted with red paint containing the spiritual power of the earth, strong and durable, you see, this red paint is not with a pale yellow luster! There are also sails, when weaving, specially added with wind spiritual power of green silk thread, can be windless self-drumming, can also be free to sail on the sea without wind. You can also see how much spiritual wood and how big sails you need to weave for such a big sea boat.

This sea-searching ship, where is the ship, it is clearly a lot of spirit stones.

Such a treasure should have been quietly docked in the harbor and displayed to the world as a treasure. And you are better to drive her into the storm and be tormented. In case my ship has three lengths and two shorts, I will have to double the compensation for my life!"

Wen Coral was speechless, Qian Shoucai was so rich, and he had an island made of superb spirit stones, and he was still so picky. Ships are not used to sail on the sea, but are displayed as treasures. She didn't bother to accuse Qian Shoucai, she felt that Qian Shoucai should really pick on the door more, because although he was not short of money, he was indeed very poor.