"Then why are you wearing a Laoshizi mask again? It's too ugly." Lan Qiao pointed to the brass mask Feng Yeling put aside and said with a bitter smile: "I was on the mast when I saw you coming, and I didn't see anything. I thought that the person under the mask would be you."

"This..." Feng Yeling smiled, picked up the mask and gestured to her face: "Isn't this just to look more fierce? I don't want people to look down on me because I'm a little girl."

"The eldest sister has a halberd in her hand, and ten or eight ordinary stinky men can't get close to her. Who dares to look down on her?" Before Lan Qiao could speak, Da Chang added: "That's one hundred and eight pounds. The heavy halberd, let alone fighting, some people may not even be able to pick it up."

She then burst out laughing, but glanced at Chen Yuheng, who was thin, as if what she said meant something.

Chen Yuheng knew that she still looked down on him for falling into the sea with the mast, but he couldn't argue with her, so he blushed and lowered his head in silence.

Lan Qiao couldn't bear his embarrassment, so he changed the subject and asked Feng Yeling, "Where did you get this halberd?"

"I gave it to her." Shen Xinliu replied with a smile, "It was the first time we defeated a Japanese ship at sea. The weapon was held by a black-armored warrior on the other side. That black-armored warrior seemed to be some kind of general. The down-and-out descendants of the family did not use samurai swords, but used halberds. I saw that the halberd was suitable for Ling'er to perform the Thirteen Rise of Fire, so I snatched it. Because it was our first victory in setting sail, it was also very memorable. .”

"Does it look good?" Feng Yeling handed the halberd to Lan Qiao's hand and pointed at the delicate lines engraved on it, "Its name is Lingge Fanye."

Lan Qiao looked carefully and saw the simple patterns of water waves and petals. He couldn't help but praise: "The wind blows the flowers and they fall. That general is a particular person."

"How's it going? It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Feng Yeling saw that Lan Qiao was not in any pain anymore, so he pulled him up and happily took him to visit various places and facilities on the ship.

The two finally came to the bow of the ship. Feng Yeling looked at the vast sea in front of him and the snow-white waves split by the bow of the ship, and asked casually: "What about you? What's the result of the group in Beijing? Looking for Sister Jingshu and Xueyin. Sister?"

"Found it, but the inside story is extremely complicated." Lan Qiao briefly told Feng Yeling about his trip to the capital, but temporarily ignored the huge secret that Li Jingshu was Hua Yuxi, and only said that Li Jingshu was in Hua Yuxi. Found with the help of .

He really didn't think about how to tell Feng Yeling the truth about this matter.

Feng Yeling heard that An Xiaohan was dead and Lan Qiao's revenge was avenged. She was sincerely happy for him. She patted his shoulder and said, "This is something worth celebrating. I will prepare a big meal for you later." Let’s have a good meal, let’s have a good time.”

When she said this, her eyes suddenly rolled, and she said meaningfully: "Oh, I see, the medicine bag you just had was prepared by Sister Jingshu for you, right? What else did she say? Did she say that she was repaying you for saving her life? If you want to express your kindness with your body, you must not be stupid if you have any."

"Are you stupid?" Lan Qiao didn't understand what he meant, "What are you stupid about?"

"Pretending, still pretending." Feng Yeling rolled her eyes at him and said, "Didn't you like Sister Jingshu before you knew me? When you encounter such a good opportunity, you must be careful to seize it and don't be stubborn. You were stupid and missed her."

"But you..."

"Are you afraid that I will be jealous? Don't worry, sister Jingshu and I have been playing together since we were naked. If we really live with her, I'm afraid you will be the only one."

"Don't even think about the impossible. Not to mention that she has never mentioned such a thing. Even Princess Lin'an and Mr. Hongyi, how could they let their beloved daughter suffer such injustice?" Lan Qiao said in a dumbfounded voice, "Still.

Let’s talk about the big dinner, I’m already hungry.”

"I just want to deceive you to see if you have any hidden agenda. I still don't know who Sister Jingshu is?" Feng Yeling smiled slyly, greeted a few female warriors, and set up with her on the edge of the deck.

stove.

A large iron pot over three feet wide is used to bring the water to a rolling boil. A steaming rack made of wooden strips is supported on the water. On the steaming rack are placed a variety of fresh seafood, including different types of clams, prawns, crabs and

Fresh fish etc.

"These are all newly caught seafood this morning." Feng Yeling introduced proudly, "At that time, I was thinking about how I was so lucky. It turned out that God had made arrangements for me to use these seafood to entertain my husband.

Woolen cloth."

She randomly picked up a warrior's log shield, placed it on the pot just right, and used the shield as a pot lid. White steam poured out from the gaps and edges of the log, accompanied by a mouth-watering aroma.

Seeing Lan Qiao and even Chen Yuheng silently rubbing their hands together, looking eager to try, Feng Yeling laughed dumbly and said: "Please be patient, husband, I have to wait for them to be cooked, why not take this time to play with me first?"

Play."

Lan Qiao said in astonishment: "What are you playing for?"

Feng Yeling held up her heavy halberd, Ling Ge, all night long. She blinked and said, "Of course I want you to try my Ling Ge halberd to see how many moves I can take."

Lan Qiao hadn't realized what was going on. Shen Xinliu was watching the excitement and said calmly: "If you can't catch Ling'er's Thirteen Prairie Fire Styles, or accidentally damage anything on the ship, your share of the sea goods will be lost."

Let me do it for you."

The female warriors had already boarded the deck at some point, each holding a wine bowl and sitting in a circle leaning against the side of the ship, waiting for the show to begin in the middle of the empty field. Da Chang held the wine jar while giving the warriors

They poured wine and shouted for everyone to guess how many moves Lan Qiao could catch Feng Yeling.

It's not that they didn't see Lan Qiao jump from the mast of the Japanese ship and kill Sakata Jiro with one move, but out of their love and confidence in Feng Yeling, they had long regarded this eldest sister as the god of war who was not afraid of any opponent. As for

The death of Jiro Sakata was naturally inseparable from Feng Yeling's move of seizing the opportunity to attack his base.

Amid the laughter of the female warriors, Feng Yeling held the Lingge battle halberd tightly with both hands, her eyes suddenly became as sharp as a female leopard staring at her prey, and a murderous aura leaped out from her halberd, heading towards Lanqiao.

Lan Qiao also put away his playful spirit and drew a circle on the deck at his feet with his light sword: "As long as you can force me out of this circle, I will lose."

"This is what you said." Before Feng Yeling finished speaking, he already held a halberd in one hand and rushed up like an arrow.

She hid the halberd behind her back, which not only reduced the resistance to forward movement, but also made it impossible to guess the angle at which her first move would be struck.

Lan Qiao stood calmly in the center of the circle, holding the light sword seemingly casually, but it gave people the strange illusion of disappearing from the environment, making it difficult to tell whether he was a living person or an object that existed at that location.

of dead things.

However, the female warriors did not understand this state of superior martial arts, and they all shouted to cheer Feng Yeling: "If you still dare to stand there, hit him on the knee quickly and make him kneel down and beg for mercy."

The Lingge halberd protruded from Feng Yeling's right rib like lightning, and swept across thousands of troops with great force. Just as the female warriors shouted, it swept towards Lan Qiao's calf.

The halberd contained the Tianxuan Qi inherited from Feng Yeling's family. The roaring sound of the wind was louder than the sea breeze, and the female warriors burst into thunderous cheers.

Lan Qiao yelled "Good luck" and thrust the light sword downwards. He rested his head on the sword with one hand, completely using the sword to support his own weight.

With a "dang" sound, the swords clashed with each other, making a deafening sound. Feng Yeling had already expected that this move would not be able to do anything to Lan Qiao, so he quickly stepped forward, and with a move of Jade Dragon rising to the sky, the halberd was drawn towards him from Lan Qiao's left hip.

's right shoulder.

Lan Qiao flicked his wrist and threw his body into the air very skillfully. At the same time, as if being held by an invisible thread, Lan Qiao bounced off the deck and returned to Lan Qiao's hand.

He tapped his sword in mid-air, and the tip of the sword accurately landed on Feng Yeling's halberd head.

Feng Yeling was so shocked by the Qiankun Jue Qi on Lan Qiao's sword that she trembled. She knew that if she were to fight alone, there was still an insurmountable distance between herself and Lan Qiao. But she was naturally strong, so how could she admit defeat at this time?

?Anyway, knowing that Lan Qiao could not hurt herself, she simply let go of all worries, swung Lingge's halberd to a whirring sound, and attacked arbitrarily around the circle drawn by Lan Qiao.

As if she was in the heart of a storm, Lan Qiao used the impeccable defense of Xia Man Dongfang, wrapping herself in a ball of light composed of sword light. Let Feng Yeling's halberd shadow attack from all directions, and he would always be able to kill her at the last moment.

The Lingge Halberd blocked the outside.

Feng Yeling used her thirteen Prairie Fire moves to the last move in one breath. Since she had never had such a hearty duel experience in actual combat before, she had already let go of twelve moves and was already a little exhausted.

.

Lan Qiao caught the flaw in her moves and gently held up the flowing light sword. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and clamped Feng Yeling's halberd head with two fingers like pliers.

Feng Yeling was startled and hurriedly grabbed it back. Lan Qiao didn't want to compete with her, so he let go of his fingers. Unexpectedly, Feng Yeling, who used too much force, couldn't bear the weight of the Lingge Halberd. He staggered back two steps and saw that he was falling.

About to fall.

Lan Qiao moved his steps, and instantly flashed behind Feng Yeling, hugged her delicate body, and called softly: "Be careful."

Feng Yeling's face turned red with embarrassment, she quickly stood up, pushed him away embarrassedly, and muttered in a low voice: "So many people are watching."

Da Chang widened his eyes, pointed at Lan Qiao and said: "You are out of the circle, you lose."

The female warriors shouted in unison. Although they all shouted that Lan Qiao had lost, they all knew in their hearts that the husband of their eldest sister was an unfathomable master.

Shen Xinliu was greatly relieved, patted Lan Qiao's shoulder and said, "If the ranking is re-evaluated today, you will be one of the most powerful contenders."

He turned to Chen Yuheng, who had been stunned for a long time, and said: "Learn hard from your master, and one day you will be able to become a master."

Feng Yeling opened the lid of the pot and finally poured in a small jar of spirits. The aroma of the seafood became stronger under the influence of alcohol.

She poured two more bowls of wine herself, took one bowl for herself, and handed the other bowl to Lan Qiao. She said with a smile: "My husband is brave and powerful, and I am convinced of it both physically and mentally."

"This bowl of wine is dedicated to my husband." She held the cup in both hands and drank it all in one gulp. "But I will not be discouraged by this. I will definitely practice harder and harder in the future, and I will ask your husband for advice."

"Waiting at any time." Lan Qiao looked at his beloved wife who seemed to have been reborn, and was both excited and relieved.

"Brother." The female warriors shouted together and drank all the wine in the bowl.

Needless to say, they knew that they had accepted the fact that Lan Qiao was Feng Yeling's husband and regarded him as a member of the big Sijun family.

Lan Qiao excitedly raised the wine bowl, signaled to everyone, and then poured the wine down his throat.

This bowl of wine was unexpectedly strong, and the spicy taste made Lan Qiao almost choke.

"You just finished your heroic act, and you were immediately stumped by a bowl of wine?" Feng Yeling smiled and said, "This is my newly brewed liquor, called Dangtou Hongri, and it is a highly concentrated rice wine.

Made from a mixture of lychees, it is spicy with a bit of fruity aroma and sweetness. In the harsh maritime environment, this kind of spirit has more flavor than the slightly bland Qingling Liquor."

After Lanqiao drank another bowl, he could finally appreciate the refreshing sensation brought by the fiery impact and the subtleties of the lychee fruit aroma: "According to the time and local conditions, what other skills does the little wine master have, and he hasn't shown them all yet?"

Husband, would you like to take a look?"

Feng Yeling took out a sea urchin from the pot. The sea urchin was cut and processed. The big half was used as a container and the small half was used as the lid. After opening the lid, the sea urchin shell was filled with steamed rice and covered with rice.

with fresh sea urchin meat.

Lan Qiao took a bite, and the sweetness of the sea urchin mixed with the fragrance of the rice immediately hit his mind. He took another sip of wine, then swept away the sea urchin rice, and finally licked his lips and sighed: "I feel like I

It's like sitting on a huge treasure house, with countless delicacies waiting for me to enjoy. No matter how sophisticated the skills are, they can't compare to the most primitive and pure gifts of nature."

The female warriors also started to move, each selected their favorite food from the cauldron, and spread out on the deck, squatting or sitting, eating and drinking, and devoured it.

"Come, try this conch again~" Feng Yeling was affected by the atmosphere of laughter and changed from a female warrior to a gentle and sweet wife, "Wow, people are so good to you, you don't know how to feed them two
Chapter completed!