Bai Tongzi glanced at Yan Zheng and said disdainfully: "Who wants to be friends with you!"

As he spoke, the white boy winked at the black boy. The two of them all shrank to the stern, which was to free up a piece of open space for Yan Zheng and acquiesced to Yan Zheng's existence.

The dialogue between the two sides attracted Guan Bao to watch frequently. The black and white boy had a young and promising potential and extraordinary strength. In addition, they were the confidants that the company focused on cultivating, and developed the bad habit of these two boys being too arrogant and overly obsessed. No one lets go.

In my eyes, even the team leader designated by his company likes to ignore it all the way.

These two boys silently gave Yan Zheng the behavior of taking the initiative to make the local area really surprised Guan Bao. Either Yan Zheng had defeated these two boys, or Yan Zheng's strength was recognized by these two boys, otherwise these two arrogant boys,

I would never do such tolerant actions.

But no matter how you look at Yan Zheng, he is an ordinary person, which makes Yan Zheng become more and more unfathomable in Guan Bao's eyes. Then Guan Bao also put away his contempt for Yan Zheng.

Just now, the three Huangquan, who had not changed for the past, also slightly lowered.

"Drive the ship~ the souls retreat~"

With a hoarse and melodious horn sound, it sounded.

The wooden boat with its feet swayed slightly, squeaking and twisting as if it was sitting on a worn-out ox cart. The boat was like fallen leaves dancing in the wind, flying into the sky, drawing an arc and falling into the sea.

In the blink of an eye, the boat had reached the end of the handover of the sky and the freighter behind him had already turned into a small black dot. The magic machine asked Yan Zheng what to do in the execution record!

Before Yan Zheng could think of how to place Yan Zheng, he heard the magic machine sending a message again and telling Yan Zheng not to worry about it. The town boss has already taken it away...

Yazi, who seemed a little unhappy when she heard the tone of Magic Machine, was depressed with a little fear.

Yan Zheng closed the execution record, and couldn't help but smile on his face. This was so gratifying. The magic machine sold his teammates' souls. Yan Zheng had long wanted to clean up it and had never been able to take time to clean up.

Magic Machine, this is just right, let Magic Machine feel what social sins are like by the side of the town!

After being in a slight dizzy moment, the ship had gone out again. The freighter behind him had disappeared. On the endless sea, it was difficult to distinguish its position without reference objects, and there was only one concept of speed.

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After about a few more blinks of fingers, the boat suddenly broke into a thick fog. Yan Zheng didn't know when the fog appeared. Last second he was still enjoying the sea view, but next second he saw a heavy fog.

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The surroundings suddenly became silent, and the sound of waves and wind disappeared. The quiet Yan Zheng could only hear the creaking sound of the rowing sound of the ferrymen in the Huangquan period in a few seconds. For most of the time, Yan Zheng could only hear his heavy weight.

The sound of gasping, the sea surface under his feet was calm like a mirror. Before, Yan Zheng could feel the hull rising and falling like a cradle with the waves.

At this moment, standing on the boat, there was no more bumps. Yan Zheng immediately became nervous. He was about to remind everyone to be careful, but found that Guan Bao and others were not panicked at all. The black and white boy was actually full of contempt for him. Yan Zheng was about to say that he was about to say that

Then he swallowed it back into his stomach.

The black and white boy's eyes made Yan Zheng hum so angry that he said in his heart, "Why are you pretending to be? Who are you looking down on me? Sooner or later, you will cry!"

The ship pushed away the layers of fog and drove aimlessly on the sea surface like ice.

Squeak, squeak...

It seems like there is no end forever.

Yan Zheng watched the surroundings vigilantly, and suddenly Yan Zheng's face became solemn. Just now, he found that the blue water surface of the tiles under the ship had disappeared.

At this moment, the boat was covered with fog, as if the boat had flew into the clouds. Yan Zheng raised his head with a serious expression and lowered his voice and said, "No, we seem to have entered the illusion!"

Guan Bao's face was as embarrassed as a dead tree, a terrible smile squeezed out on his face, like a tree tumor with a rising and cracked and twisted root.

"Don't be impatient!"

Guan Bao was in a motionless posture again after uttering this sentence. Yan Zheng looked around and his inner uneasiness intensified. He had a vague premonition, as if some danger was approaching.

Yan Zheng's worries have not lasted for long. A lightning as thick as a thigh tore through the sky. The lightning in the thick fog is like the light of daylight, illuminating the whole world, so time is frozen at this moment. Everything is like things in a comic

Likewise, confessed himself without any rest.

The thick gray fog and the blazing white light became the main theme of this moment.

Suddenly, the sky flashed, as if countless incandescent lamps were blooming in the depths of the thick fog, but in a blink of an eye, darkness returned to the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, a series of sounds of the sky and the earth cracking, like a war drum frozen by the ice, exploding heavily!

Suddenly, a dazzling flash appeared in front of Yan Zheng, like a white dragon, whizzing past Yan Zheng. The dragon saw its head but not its tail, and it was like a flash bomb. It was hard to find its trace when it heard its sound.

The thick fog suddenly boiled like a pot, and there were flashing white lights in every corner of the fog. Yan Zheng seemed to be surrounded by a war drum, and seemed to be standing in the center of the battlefield. The sound of iron and stone exploding around was shocking Yan Zheng's ears.

Buzzing.

The springs fell from the void, and the thunder rushed into the river without resting for a while.

When Yan Zheng saw the scene that he would never forget in his life, countless lightnings came from all directions, intertwined densely, like a spring falling from the sky, or like the Milky Way overturned, and a ray of lightning like a river smashed down the boat.

Yan Zheng's mouth opened and closed slightly, his eyes widened, and his eyes seemed to jump out of his sockets. In front of the devastating thunder, Yan Zheng seemed to be frozen in his whole body, even when he moved his fingers.

The hardship.

It was almost time to say that, just as the sea of ​​thunder was about to flood the boat, the octagonal palace lanterns in the hands of Huangquan led the way were cold!

The lights are oily and green, like ghost fires floating on the mass grave at night, quiet and cold, applying a layer of bleak green light to several people.

Under the green light, Guan Bao's thin face, which was like a skeleton, became more and more ferocious and terrifying, and his green face and fangs were resurrected like a thousand-year-old zombie.

In Yan Zheng's impression, the boat was under the thunder of thousands of thunder, and the scene of fragmentation did not appear. Although the green light emitted by the octagonal palace lantern was weak, it was as indestructible as the invincible cover. The falling thunder hit the thin green light, as if it was thousands of feet long.

The waterfall hit a huge emerald.

Not only can it not cause damage to the gems, but it will wash the gems more and more brightly.

Then, Yan Zheng's eyes were blank, and the sound of lightning bursting in his ears was endless.
Chapter completed!