In the middle of the night, a huge ship slowly sailed over the East China Sea, the hull was dark, covered with a layer of iron sheets, and there was not a single window in sight, like a moving big iron ball, mysterious and weird. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The interior of the ship is divided into eighteen floors, symbolizing the eighteen layers of hell, each of which is divided into dozens of small compartments, which are dark and lightless, except for a small hole in the door to transport air.

There were all sorts of people sitting in the room, but they all had one thing in common: a huge iron chain nailed to the lute bone, and the other end of the chain was integrated with the surrounding wall.

In one of the rooms on the tenth floor, a tall man sat upright on the ground, silent. I saw that the muscles in his body shook from time to time, and with each tremble, the iron chain in the pipa bone seemed to move out for half a minute.

One day, the man's eyes suddenly widened, and the iron chain on his body fell off instantly, and when he was about to land, he reached out to catch it and gently put it on the ground. The room was silent, as usual.

Outside, there was the sound of tuk-tuk footsteps, followed by a continuous creaking sound from the adjacent room. In a short time, the footsteps had come to the man's door, only to hear a creaking, a small secret door at the foot of the door was opened, and a dim light was thrown, and a pale hand reached in, put down a plate of food, and was about to leave.

At this moment, the man got up and grabbed the hand that came in, and at the same time, a small insect broke out of the man's palm, burrowed into the other man's hand, and crawled up the arm.

I only felt that the other party's body spasmed, no shouting, no calling for help, and after a while, it returned to normal.

Feeling a strange movement in the other party's hand, the man slowly let go of his hand.

I saw the pale hand stretching out of the secret door, and the sound of tuk tuk tuk footsteps gradually faded away.

A moment later, someone came back from outside the door, and there was a creak, and the door opened, and the man walked out of the room, smiling even more at the corner of his mouth.

"Come out, hold your breath, it's time to vent. As the man picked up the key and opened the door one by one, a fierce figure came out of the darkness.

The man helped remove the chains from each person's lute bones and walked straight to the bottom layer.

There was chaos in the ship, and a group of officers and men armed with sharp blades were fully armed, and as soon as they rushed out of the barracks area, they were beaten by a group of people and rushed in.

The people who were locked up on this ship were some extremely vicious people, killing people without blinking, and they had been locked up here for many years, and they couldn't vent their anger when they were full of anger.

Several officers and soldiers with slightly higher martial arts skills were also killed in an instant under the siege of everyone, and the death toll rose sharply.

Ignoring the changes on the road, the man came across a few officers and soldiers harassing him, so he punched away, and went down several floors until he finally came to the bottom of the ship, which was called the eighteenth layer of hell. There is only one person locked up here, the king of evil who makes the whole people in the rivers and lakes fearful.

The door slowly opened, and the man stood respectfully at the door, bent down and arched his hand, "Please Dragon King." ”

A tall old man sat on the ground, his eyes closed, and said lightly, "Who are you?

"Fang Xing Fist in the Lower Dragon Imperial Pavilion. The man replied respectfully.

As soon as he heard the three words of Dragon Imperial Pavilion, the old man's eyes widened and he was full of light.

"Dragon!Emperor!Pavilion!" Before the words fell, the old man had already dodged in front of Fang Xingquan, his whole body was exposed, and he stared at him closely, his eyes were like a piercing sword inserted into the opponent's body.

Fang Xingquan still didn't look up, and said, "To be precise, I am the White Dragon Hunter of the Former Dragon Imperial Pavilion. ”

Seeing the wound on Fang Xingquan's pipa bone, the old man retracted his true qi and said, "Tell me, who asked you to come to the old man." ”

"Don't dare, I'm just ordered to assist the Dragon King to leave Hell Island and go to the Dragon Pavilion to take revenge. "Fang Xingquan was respectful from beginning to end.

"Oh, do you know that I have a grudge against the Dragon Imperial Pavilion?" the old man looked at Fang Xingquan with interest.

"The great achievements of the Dragon King back then, no one in the rivers and lakes knows who doesn't know. Shangguan Longhan and Lingfeng were also able to climb to the position of this golden dragon hunter by relying on your prestige. Fang Xingquan smiled, and when he said the words Golden Dragon Hunting, he specially accentuated his tone.

"Golden Dragon Hunting, I think that in addition to the heavy pupils, Shangguan Longhan and the others were still yellow-haired children. I can't imagine that I am in a high position now. The old man's eyes wandered, as if he was caught in the memories of the past.

After a while, coming back to his senses, the old man asked Fang Xingquan, "What about the rain flying, are you still in the Dragon Imperial Pavilion now?"

"The rain is flying, forgive me for being stupid, I haven't heard of such a person in the past few years in the Dragon Imperial Pavilion. Fang Xingquan replied fifteen-ten.

"It seems that in the end, they still can't tolerate this kid, it's just that. Since you are here today, I will come out and move my muscles and bones again, I haven't moved for more than 20 years, and I don't know if this old bone can withstand the wind and waves. After speaking, I saw an invisible pressure on the old man's whole body, causing the surrounding chains to tremble.

With a loud sound, the chain in the lute bone jumped out and plunged deep into the wall behind him.

The old man actually relied on his own strength to easily remove the iron chain, and Fang Xingquan was stunned by this scene.

"Let's go, this ship has been gone for so long, it's time to dock. With that, the old man walked straight to the upper floor.

The upper floors are already in a mess, and corpses are everywhere.

Fang Xingquan silently followed behind the old man, not leaving an inch.

After all, this old man is the only purpose for himself to sneak into Hell Island, only he can attract the attention of those three people, and only he is the most important chess piece in the master's big chess game.

After a short time, the two of them had already arrived in the control room of the giant ship, and when they arrived, they saw a wicked man picking up the captain and trying to kill him with one palm.

The old man stretched out his hand, and a cold wind blew, throwing the wicked man aside, and at the same time stretched out his palm to hold it up, hanging the captain in the air and unable to shake it.

"Go, tell the others that from now on, no one will be allowed to enter the control room, and no one will be allowed to destroy the ship's power system. Fang Xingquan ordered at the man who had been overturned by the old man just now.

The man got up and ran out of the door in a panic, spreading the old man's terror through the crowd.

"My lord, I hope you will do the old man a favor, turn the bow of the boat, and sail to the shore, thank you. After saying that, as soon as the old man's hand was released, the captain instantly fell to the ground, hurriedly ran to the control wheel, and began to steer the ship to the west.

A few days later, the Haizhou wharf was crowded, and everyone saw a huge black ship in the distance, which was far bigger than they imagined.

With curiosity, the crowd on the dock gathered more and more, and just when the giant ship docked, I saw a crack in the hull of the ship, and many people poured out from the middle.

Immediately afterwards, the blood was shining, the screams came and went, and the anger that had been accumulated for a long time was finally vented on the people of Haizhou at this moment.

In the Dragon Palace, a carrier pigeon flew down, and after a scout took out the letter paper and read it, he hurriedly ran into the main hall.

On the second day, the Dragon Pavilion sent a flying pigeon urgent message, announcing that all the scouts would return to Zhongzhou immediately.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out. (To be continued.) )