After a brief silence, Azhisha clicked her forehead.

“There’s another one, here.”

Fang Xian finally calmed down: "Conditions?"

"The same conditions as your defeat."

After a brief thought, Fang Xian said: "Yes, but there is a debt to pay off."

He pointed at Darba: "Who cut him down, I'll cut him back."

Azhisha narrowed her eyes and said, "Haha, she is really a narrow-minded oriental."

"One code is the same as one code, and it becomes narrow."

Azhisha looked back at Angelou in a dull state, then decisively drew her sword and stabbed her arm.

The pirates didn't even have time to shout, with only a look of shock on their faces.

At this time, Darba, who thought about slowing down half a beat, grabbed everyone's front, rushed over like a tank, knocked Azhisha away, and the scimitar in her hand.

Seeing this, Fang Xian looked at the sky and sighed: "It's a sin."

Darba pressed Azhisha under him and used all his last strength to shout at Fang Xian: "Master! The disciple is hard, it's okay!"

"It's not a problem with your sister." Fang Xian shouted angrily at the pirates, "I know that knife would definitely not be cut by your mother. As a man, do you don't have the courage to stand up at this time?"

Angelo finally realized at this time, how could she bear it?

"I did it by Angelou! I don't blame my mother!" The man said that, and then he raised his knife and fell, and took a piece of meat on his lower arm. He picked up the bloody meat and looked at Fang Xian, "Is it enough!"

"Angelo!" Azhisha shouted with sob.

"Mom...it's my fault." Angelou endured the pain and encouraged her, "I finally paid the price for my impulse."

Fang Xian was a little reluctant to see this scene, so he waved his arms and turned around: "Enough, Azhisha gets on the boat."

Darba nodded at Azhisha, Azhisha stood up expressionlessly and helped Darba walk onto the pier between the two ships.

"Mom!!" the pirates yelled.

"Mom, you can't leave!"

"Fight with them!"

Azhisha walked slowly, her eyes firm.

"Children, you're grown up. Mom has what mom wants to do."

"Mother!!"

Finally, a few pirates couldn't hold it in, so they were about to rush forward when they got to draw.

Don’t expect that Angelou, who has always been a craziest person, stopped them.

His right arm is still bleeding, and his heart is also bleeding.

"Stop! Do you want your mother's last efforts to waste!"

"But...but..."

"I love my mother more than anyone, so at this moment, I feel sadder than anyone." Angelo looked at Fang Xian in a narrow view. "That boy, sooner or later, we will save our mother, I promise."

The moment Azisha left, Angelou felt that he had changed suddenly. It was just a moment when he knew that a burden was handed over to his shoulders and that he was no longer the mother's child.

The sea seemed to be silent at this moment.

As Azhisha crossed halfway through the pier, a pirate started singing.

Then more and more pirates echoed, although they were not fully tuned and noisy, they rendered a unique scene that belonged only to the sea.

We are pirates. Fierce pirates,

Holding a wine bottle in the left hand and a treasure in the right hand.

We are pirates, pirates with abilities,

Beautiful girls, please come to my arms.

We are pirates. Free pirates,

Under the guidance of the skeleton flag, I worked hard to survive.

We are pirates, there are no pirates of tomorrow,

There is never an end, the pirates floating on the seven oceans.

………………………………………

Under Azisha's guidance, the fleet crossed the Gulf of Aden and entered the Red Sea.

The Red Sea is a peculiar strait, like a knife inserted into the land, cutting Asia and Africa apart, on its southwest side, Ethiopia, Sudan and Egypt, and to its northwest, Saudi Arabia.

The end of the journey is also the end of the Red Sea.

Sure enough, everything still pointed to that place.

The intersection of Asian, African and European cultures is also the place where the Eurasian continent has been in a tit-for-tat way for thousands of years.

Strictly speaking, Jerusalem is not near the sea, but it is not far from the Mediterranean Sea or the Red Sea. It is already a very good route to land at the end of the Red Sea.

At this end there is a village called Eilat, where the fleet landed.

Fang Xian looked at the scene in front of him and even wondered if the real game had just begun.

Compared with the rough port setting, this place is a bit too refined.

The villages in the desert, the yellow houses, the masked nomads riding camels, everything in front of them has a fantasy color.

Azhisha was in a surprisingly good mood during this period and immediately spoke: "It should be a long way to go. I think we need to get a few camels."

"It's better to follow a caravan." Fang Xian said, "No matter how you look at this ghost place, you should be full of horse thieves."

"Haha." Azhisha raised an eyebrow at Fang Xian, "Are you talking about a thief?"

Fang Xian couldn't stand Azhisha's teasing expression the most: "Damn, you are a prisoner, so you can't be honest."

"You don't dare to kill me anyway, right?" Azhisha covered her face and laughed.

Fang Xian was about to threaten him when he saw Darba smiling and carrying two roast lamb legs as usual.

"Of course, Master is so nice, he won't do anything to you!"

Azhisha took the lamb leg and started eating with Darba.

Fang Xian could only...lead again.

"Damn, I hope she is not playing Darba." Fang Xian shook his head secretly.

One is a female pirate who is more cunning than a fox, and the other is a foolish disciple who has limited IQ and falls in love. Anyone with discerning eyes feels that the probability of success is slim.

Fang Xian also knew it well, but he could not always hide from such things. Sometimes, he had to let the child know what pain was after being injured, and he would have the feeling of "I feel that I will not love anymore" and "I believe in love again".

Since they had to cross the desert and the good or bad luck was uncertain, they naturally could not let the army follow them. So Fang Xian picked up some strong sailors, while the rest of the kiln men were stationed in the village, and Zhang Dashun was acting as the admiral.

Fang Xian’s original intention was not to let the ladies and Su Mei go. After all, this trip was a bit weird, and something anti-human thing might happen. The taste was too heavy.

But if you do this, it is easy to cause conflicts among the masses.

Yuyan wants to go there no matter whether there is a god or not. She has to make sure of it with her own eyes. Besides, Fang Xian also needs to ask her what she thinks from time to time. Since Yuyan has gone, she must let Yueru and Ling'er go. When they go, Su Mei has no one to care about it.

So, a huge "Arab caravan" appeared.

In order not to cause trouble, Fang Xian had dozens of nomads to serve and distribute them to everyone, especially women, who could only show their eyes. It is very simple to say that they are - sun protection.

Azhisha never wears her even though she dies. Judging from her complexion, she doesn't seem to have any room for darkening.

In order to defend himself, Fang Xian bought some muskets and other things in the village at a high price, so that the kiln sailors could update their equipment, at least they had to basically reach the level of the air gun team to be prepared for any eventuality.

Everything was ready. Fang Xian did not forget to hire two local guides before he dared to leave the village and head north.

The journey was unexpectedly smooth and unexpectedly boring.

Except for the occasional oasis and villages, the view is full of dazzling golden light.

Even the pure girl Azhisha couldn't stand the sun and put on an Arabian robe.

Fang Xian finally knew that the people on the Mao side had such long eyelashes, and their eyelashes needed to block their eyes. Otherwise, just like what he is now, his eyes are confused and he can't even see clearly.

The group of people were basically lying on the back of the camel, and they didn't even bother to say anything.

Only Darba, after a while, he took out some food or water and handed it to Azhisha. The master was instantly killed by the goddess.

After about half a day, about ten days after the game time, Fang Xian finally couldn't help it. After drinking a sip of water and moistening his throat, he asked, "Azhisha, you sure you didn't want us to die together."

The ladies behind Fang Xian had no longer had the vitality of the past. Even Yue Ru was still motionless, and Ling'er was even more regretful. Instead, Yu Yan was surprisingly determined and wanted to explore whatever she said.

"Haha." Azhisha even sneered, no longer had the coldness of the past. "Although we dislike each other, we have not yet reached the point of hatred, right?"

"What did you say on the map?" Fang Xian asked impatiently, "When you gave me the map, I will definitely let you go, but you just wanted to tear the map into human search. Are you a bad person?"

"Haha, I don't know which bitch said that the transaction was cancelled."

"You are serious too?"
To be continued...