High-profile King

Walking on the long street at night, he found a restaurant to fill his stomach, and Zhang Jiao returned to the apartment he rented.

The mind rotates, driving the supernatant body that has been meditating in the fantasy realm, returning to the real world, holding the earth-going grandfather of Fengshen Zeze in his body, and traversing through the anchor to the underground of the outer suburbs of Xiangbei City.

At the same time, his Taiqing body replaced the Crow uniform in his backpack with a practice suit, went out to the ‘Wuzhen Hall’, and found a corner in the indoor driving range to practice his sword.

This night, Zhang Jiao relied on one gasification and three clear magical powers, and the soldiers went their own way.

Under the special care of kindness, the Taiqing body practicing swords learned a half set of powerful swordsmanship as usual.

The supernatant body wandering around in the wild looking for the pier but walked in vain all night, and found nothing at all.

Waiting until dawn, to continue to rush through the crisis-ridden Nanyang wilderness, although good luck has not encountered any danger, but it is still in vain.

However, since Lu Wenhao's mouth heard that there was a smuggling phenomenon, Zhang Jiao was not discouraged, so he persisted.

A week passed in a flash.

That night, he has made 3 rounds around Xiangbei City, and he has walked on the beach, remembering the natural harbors where boats can be parked, or the abandoned docks with traces of mooring boats.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of me, and a glimpse of 5, 6 thick lightnings in the distant sky lit up at the same time.

Then there were thunderous thunders in the air one after another, which made the scalp numb.

Then the hurricane started, and the feet felt like kites and were about to leave the ground.

Zhang Jiao looked up at the dark clouds covering the stars and the moon, and muttered in his mouth, "The maritime climate is really unpredictable. Just now the sky is clear and the weather is thunderstorm."

The words did not fall, and the big raindrops fell from the air and fell on the sand, hitting hundreds of millions of small puddles.

In such bad weather, it is a crime to walk on the wilderness no matter how strong it is.

Zhang Jiao didn't mind, because the magical power of "one gasification and three clearings" was exhibited. When the avatar is 3, both the mobilization of qi and blood or the power of the god's soul, the consumption is 9 times that of usual. go ahead.

I don’t know how long it was. When he felt his head was numb with cold rain, he suddenly saw a little light shining in the distance, and he was happy in his heart, blessing the Tuxing Sun in the remains of Fengshen Body, burrowed underground, chased.

A close look at that light turned out to be a flashlight. It was held in the hands of a middle-aged man who was trembling in the rain and led a team of three or forty people, old and young, men and women, and it was difficult. Traveling in the wind and rain.

Walking around, a girl in the line was so exhausted that she was so soft that she fell on her knees and fell to the mud.

The big man beside her pulled up the pearl on her palm hard, wiped the rain on her face and shouted to the front: "Lead the way, rest, there are children, I can't stand it."

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately complained: "Guangliang, your family is extraordinary, how can even the ordinary people be as good as it is, let's take a break, is it time to take a break!"

The big man was not convinced: "Our monk is not a warrior, so he is afraid to waste the power of the soul to avoid the rain..."

As soon as he said nothing, he was interrupted by a beautiful woman on his left: "Husband, it is indeed not a time for rest. You must be vigilant at any time when you are strong. Let me help Xiaoling."

Dahan looked at his wife and daughter distressedly, but for the safety of the family, he had to hand over his daughter to his wife.

At this moment, a stern voice suddenly came from the end of the team, "Baoer, don't sleep, don't sleep, open your eyes and hold on again, and you'll be at the beach immediately.

When we get to the beach, we will get on the boat, and then take the boat to a safe place, there will be medicine to cure you..."

Then there was a dissuasion from people in the rain, "Well, this lady, the child is gone, you can let him go..."

Then the sad female voice sounded again, "No, no, no, Bao'er is not dead, he is not dead, he is good, good.

Just fell asleep, fell asleep, I can wake him up in a while, and wake up in a moment..."

The middle-aged man with a flashlight leading the way felt that the team had slowed down and turned his head and shouted: "Where is this, 100 times more dangerous than the lower zone, and have the leisure to think about others.

If you don't hurry away, you will leave the team for a while and be careful with your funeral "

The big man named Guangliang heard his words and couldn't bear it. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he glanced at the wife and daughter who were arduously walking around, and finally swallowed it into a sigh.

In the end, the team dropped the poor mother and son, regained their original speed and moved on.

Ten minutes later, I finally came to a turbulent harbor.

The middle-aged man with a flashlight stopped, touched the rain on his face, pulled out a signal gun from his arms, and raised his hand to pull the trigger into the air.

At the sound of "Bang", a bright pole signal flew straight into the sky, and a beautiful arc was drawn at the highest point, breaking through the rain curtain and falling into the sea.

Someone immediately asked with a trembling voice, "Ship, when will the ship come?"

"Soon, it should be soon." The middle-aged man gasped heavily. "Such a thunderstorm, the wind will turn stronger in a moment, and it can scrape people into the sky.

As long as we arrived on time, we wouldn’t dare to delay the boat. "

Although the words said so, the ship didn't arrive.

Suffering from the wind and rain in danger, the team gradually became restless.

And it’s okay for the general public among these stowaways to be angry, but if the extraordinary get into trouble, the trouble will be bigger~www.NovelMTL.com~ Feeling dissatisfied, the middle-aged man with a flashlight raises a flare gun again There was a hit.

After shaking the flashlight towards the sea and feeling that his arms were almost exhausted, he finally saw a light flash in the distance twice, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Come, the ship is here, everyone is ready to go Preparation of the ship."

The riot in the team calmed down.

People's restless look also changed into a peaceful smile, consciously lined up.

When the sea liner came to the beach, a burly sturdy man with no expression on the descending spiral staircase said, "Shen Sheng, who has no one in his eyes, said: "This time, 37 parts of freight have been paid in advance. Right."

The middle-aged man immediately stepped in and gestured for the stowaway to board the ship, accompanied by a smiley face: "There are less than 37, only 35, let's count together.

1, 2, 3...36, why is there one more? "

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